Chapter 44: Dreamwalking

After shopping at the mall for an hour and eating, Lin Feng finally escorted Han Xiang and her daughter Song Jiaren to the entrance of the residential complex.

Song Jiaren held Lin Feng's hand and wouldn't let go, "Uncle, I'm a little scared!"

"What are you afraid of? Don't be scared!"

Lin Feng patted Song Jiaren's head and said with a smile.

Song Jiaren's eyes widened, full of worry, "I'm afraid bad people will come to my house during the day and beat me."

Lin Feng turned his head to look at Han Xiang.

Under the residential complex's streetlamp, Han Xiang had the same expression.

Lin Feng laughed, "Alright! Then I'll stay at your place for one night! I'll leave after that woman's matter is resolved."

"There are no spare clothes."

Han Xiang said at that moment.

Lin Feng lifted the tote bag in his hand, "While shopping at the mall, I bought a set for myself; it has everything from the inside out."

Han Xiang wasn't foolish; she suddenly realized that this guy had already guessed her daughter would try to keep him, so she prepared all the spare clothes.

"The new clothes need to be washed before wearing."

Han Xiang made a final hesitation.

It might be that the middle‑aged woman would harass her, but she feared more that a man would suddenly appear in the house…

For years, not only men but even female friends have never stayed overnight at her home.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, that mall offers dry‑cleaning service; once you buy the clothes and pay, they can be dry‑cleaned and dried immediately, so they're all clean!"

"Great!"

Song Jiaren jumped up happily.

Fugui. Cartier, building 804.

After taking a shower and feeling the air‑conditioner, Lin Feng suddenly felt an unparalleled freshness all over his body.

Now that the weather is getting hot, sweating all over is really uncomfortable.

While Han Xiang was giving Song Jiaren a bath, Lin Feng sat on the sofa, took out his phone and checked Yanjing rental listings online.

As a landlord, looking at the current rental market is normal, but renting a place to open a photo studio would be a bit embarrassing.

All the shops he holds are already leased, and even if they become vacant, they aren't suitable for a photo studio.

"The houses here are nice, just a bit remote."

"This place… two floors add up to many square meters… the rent is 400,000 per month, why not go for it!"

"Stores for sale… the price is reasonable, I'll find time to go see."

Lin Feng was flipping through them when a phone call suddenly came in.

The caller ID showed Guo Yanru.

"Dear! Are you back?"

After Lin Feng answered the phone, he asked with a smile.

Guo Yanru's alluring voice sounded, "Hey little brother, where are you? I wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you weren't home!"

"You're back?" Lin Feng said excitedly.

"Hehehe…"

A bell‑like laugh rang out.

Lin Feng said eagerly, "I'm asking you something!"

Guo Yanru said, "I just took a shower, planning to go to the mall tomorrow and have a good rest. It's getting late, you should rest early!"

She hung up after speaking.

Lin Feng felt his body heat up.

"It's been a long time!"

It's been ages since I last hiked, waded through water, and explored hidden mysteries.

But tonight I promised Song Jiaren to stay over.

Leaving now would be bad, right?

Words said to a woman must be kept.

Lin Feng felt a cat scratching him fiercely.

At that moment, the freshly bathed Song Jiaren came out wearing a nightgown.

Then she ran toward Lin Feng, leapt, and plunged into his arms.

"Uncle, I want to sleep with you!"

Song Jiaren clutched Lin Feng's neck and cooed.

"So fragrant!"

Lin Feng sighed, then laughed, "I'm sleeping on the sofa!"

"Then I'll keep you company on the sofa!"

Song Jiaren said plainly.

"Go sleep in the house first, I'll tell your mother later." Lin Feng pinched Song Jiaren's little nose.

"I'll wait for you!"

After saying that, Song Jiaren ran back to her room and left the door open for Lin Feng.

At this moment, the fire Guo Yanru sparked in Lin Feng had already been extinguished.

After calming down, he finally realized.

That female demon is playing with me!

If I rushed over right now, I'd definitely find the house empty.

Lin Feng chuckled and sent a message to Guo Yanru: "Where are you? Where are you!?"

He also attached a plaintive expression.

Sure enough, Guo Yanru replied: "Dear, I never said I'd be back. Why are you in such a hurry! Stay obedient at home; when I return I'll wash clean and wait for you."

Lin Feng responded with a helpless expression.

After a brief chat about work, they finally ended the conversation.

At that moment, Han Xiang had already finished her shower and was sitting nearby.

"Jiaren, you'll sleep with me tonight."

Lin Feng said lightly.

Han Xiang frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "She has a single bed in her room; why don't you sleep in my bedroom and I'll take her room!"

Lin Feng, with a teasing grin, said, "You don't mind, do you? I'm afraid that after I leave you'll throw away the blankets and sheets."

A faint blush rose on Han Xiang's pretty face, "No, I won't."

Han Xiang's bedroom was arranged like an ancient boudoir.

A carved wooden canopy bed, its curtains a pale red, hung with various ornaments of an antiquated charm.

There was also a wardrobe and a dressing table, all in retro styles.

"Good night, Miss Han!"

"Good night, Mom!"

Lin Feng and Song Jiaren waved at Han Xiang.

Then they closed the door.

Turning on the air‑conditioner and lying on the bed, Lin Feng smelled a faint, lingering fragrance.

It was a scent brewed from herbal medicine, mingled with a woman's body odor.

Song Jiaren wrapped her arms around Lin Feng's neck and said, "Uncle, will you tell me a story?"

"Sure!"

Lin Feng agreed.

He then told Song Jiaren the stories his grandmother used to tell him when he was a child in a past life.

For example, the tale of the toad's marriage and the legend of the White Snake…

As she listened, Song Jiaren grew drowsy and fell asleep.

Lin Feng turned off the light, yawned, and soon drifted into sleep.

It was 2 a. m.

"Glo~"

A faint sound rang out.

Then a figure appeared at the doorway.

The living room was lit by dim lamps; when the door opened, light streamed in.

Lin Feng jolted awake and saw a woman standing in the doorway.

The light passed through her thin nightgown, revealing graceful curves.

What's wrong?

Lin Feng was about to speak when he saw Han Xiang shuffling in with stiff steps, then slowly closing the door.

Lin Feng quickly pulled Song Jiaren closer inside, leaving a space.

Obviously, the woman was sleepwalking.

From what he knew of Han Xiang, she would never do this while awake.

Sure enough, Han Xiang walked to the bedside, sat down, then slowly lay down.

She then turned over, swung an arm, and rested it on Lin Feng.

Time passed slowly.

Lin Feng stared at the ceiling with wide eyes, his heart full of regret.

Had I known it would be like this, I'd rather… sleep on the sofa!

It still seems possible now.

Just as he was about to get up, Han Xiang let out two "um‑um" sounds, grabbed his neck, and placed a leg on his body.

What's worse, she was still restless…