Wen Niao dragged Luo Jin into a spacious walk-in closet and opened the wardrobe nearby.
Inside the wardrobe, all kinds of clothing were neatly arranged, mostly in a casual athletic style. These were the hottest seasonal garments delivered just this morning.
On the other side of the wardrobe, the style skewed heavily toward cute and youthful campus fashion, reserved exclusively for Wen Niao. Placing these two contrasting styles side by side unexpectedly created a harmonious vibe.
“Brother Jin, I didn’t have time to prepare your clothes in advance, but these just arrived last night.
Mom said that from now on, this will be our shared wardrobe. Take a look, what do you think? Do you like it?”
How could he not like it? Luo Jin had never imagined the Wen family would treat him, an adopted child, with such a level of care. Simply being given enough to eat was already the greatest mercy he could have asked for.
Therefore, as far as Luo Jin was concerned, anything else bestowed upon him was a tangible form of bestowed love.
Luo Jin couldn’t help falling into a daze of wandering thoughts.
Seeing Luo Jin remain silent, Wen Niao assumed the clothes didn’t meet his preferences.
“Brother Jin, what’s wrong? Do you not like the style of the clothes in the wardrobe?
If you don’t like them, we can go to downtown today and pick out some styles you actually prefer.”
“No, they’re all very good. I like them a lot.”
He was already immensely satisfied with what the Wen family had given him. This was a warmth he had never experienced before, and he vowed to cherish and be grateful for it.
Seeing that Luo Jin liked them, Wen Niao moved on to the next surprise. He walked over to the other side of the walk-in closet, where the surrounding walls were lined with white tiles, except for a single tile in the middle imprinted with a cartoon Husky.
The Husky in the cartoon drawing wore a goofy, foolish grin, its gaze brimming with an absolute lack of intelligence as it smiled stupidly at the camera. With its round, chubby build, it looked like an absolute airhead.
Yuanyuan: Who are you calling an airhead? You’re the airhead, your whole family is! A clever dog like me has maxed out both intelligence and looks, hmph!
(╬￣皿￣)凸: A royal look of disdain
“Brother Jin, the moment to witness a miracle is almost here. Watch closely!”
Wen Niao raised his hand and pressed down on the color-printed tile, leaving Luo Jin looking somewhat puzzled by his actions.
It wasn’t until the closet wall split open from both sides that a whole new world hidden inside was revealed.
Once the wall parted, the interior came clearly into view.
Hidden inside the closet wall was a remodeled private home theater, featuring a black leather sponge sofa large and soft enough to let three adults lounge comfortably.
A high-definition projector and large screen combination offered supreme clarity and fidelity, allowing viewers to feel fully immersed in the scene.
Luo Jin had never seen such bizarre and novel gadgets before. Unfamiliar and curious about these fresh concepts, he could only gaze at Wen Niao with a yearning expression, hoping for an explanation.
What Wen Niao could handle the least was this:
Someone a year older than him looking at him with such a pitiful expression, resembling an aggrieved big puppy begging for attention.
If ignored, that person would keep staring with a resentful gaze. The feeling was rather like, well, like the way he usually interacted with Yuanyuan.
Yuanyuan: Woof woof woof! Who is calling me?
Luo Jin: So you’re comparing me to a dog, and I’m supposed to thank you for it?
“Brother Jin, this projector is a device that projects the images we want to see onto the electronic screen. As for this other screen, it’s what we use to watch the films.
I picked out this sofa myself, and I even tested it personally to see if sleeping on it is comfortable and soft. How about that, Brother Jin? Aren’t I amazing? Hehe!”
In the eyes of the young Luo Jin, Wen Niao knew about many things he had never seen before, making him the most knowledgeable person Luo Jin had ever met. A budding sense of admiration for Wen Niao sprouted in his heart.
“Mm-hmm, you’re amazing.”
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Seeing how easily amused Luo Jin was, Wen Niao didn’t have the heart to keep teasing him.
“Brother Jin, I found a movie online last night with great ratings. Since we’re right here, let’s watch it together later! But before we watch the movie, we need to prepare a few things first.”
Wen Niao mysteriously grabbed Luo Jin’s hand and led him into an adjacent small room, where Luo Jin obediently let himself be guided.
Future five-year-old big bad wolf Luo Jin: Obedient? Cherish this innocent and cute version of me while it lasts, because you probably won’t see much of it later.
The small room was stacked with all kinds of snacks: potato chips, shrimp crackers, donuts, chocolate, small cakes, and various beverages. A soft-serve ice cream machine stood quietly in the corner.
Wen Niao picked up a waffle cone and dispensed a swirl of mixed-flavor ice cream, blending vanilla, matcha, and original flavors. This was his favorite flavor combination when eating ice cream, and he decided to share this delicious treat with Luo Jin.
Faced with this item radiating a chilly aura, Luo Jin cautiously extended the tip of his tongue to give it a tentative lick.
The ice cream melted warmly on his tongue. Everything Wen Niao shared with him tasted incredible, and Luo Jin happily hugged the ice cream cone in both hands as he ate.
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The person who usually wore an expressionless, cold facade was now awkwardly holding a soft-serve cone and licking it happily.
This massive contrast in cuteness prompted Wen Niao to reach out and ruffle the hair of Luo Jin, who was half a head taller than him.
Mm, the texture isn’t half bad!
At that moment, the young Luo Jin had his attention entirely captured by the sweet ice cream in his hands. He didn’t mind Wen Niao’s mercilessly rough handling of his hair at all, simply rubbing his head against Wen Niao’s palm for a moment before lowering his head to continue eating his ice cream.
Seeing him act so obediently, Wen Niao lost any remaining desire to tease him further.
He stood up, adjusted the projection equipment, turned off the room lights, and dispensed his own mixed-flavor ice cream before returning to the sofa to wait for the film to start.
The movie began to play:
Luo Jin finally shifted his full attention to the playing film, fixing a steady gaze on the large screen.
The movie Wen Niao had chosen was a wildly popular sci-fi comedy starring Shen Teng and Ma Li titled Moon Man.
The funniest parts of the film involved the interactions between the kangaroo King Kong and the protagonist Dugu Yue.
King Kong possessed incredible combat prowess, capable of snapping steel rebar with its bare hands and kicking Dugu Yue flying. Upon their first encounter, it gave Dugu Yue a taste of being played to pieces, engaging in a battle of wits and martial arts spanning three hundred rounds through honey traps and Gatling guns.
It was gluttonous and hot-tempered yet fiercely loyal, accompanying Dugu Yue on a romantic, desperate dash around the moon.
The first half of the movie leaned into comedy, playing out like a lighthearted farce, while the second half carried a touch of tragedy.
At the opening of the film, it was easy to mistakenly believe that the dynamic between Dugu Yue and Ma Lanxing was a mutual two-way devotion, one filled with eager anticipation while the other hesitated.
Yet upon careful reflection after finishing the movie, one would realize that from beginning to end, it had been Dugu Yue’s solo performance all along.
As Goethe once said: I love you, what business is it of yours?