In the afternoon, after Su Kun had a simple meal to fill his stomach and tidied up the dishes and kitchen, he grabbed his keys and bus card, planning to go to S University to find Zhang Fuquan.

Gu Yan, in order to express his gratitude to Su Kun for spending so much money on new clothes for him, uncharacteristically didn't go straight into his coffin, but endured the bright environment in the living room and hazily sent him to the door.

Perhaps due to the lingering shadow from the troubles encountered on the street last time, Gu Yan now felt inexplicably uneasy whenever he saw Su Kun going out. He always felt that this reckless person in front of him might lose his life if he wasn't careful outside one day.

He wanted to go out with him, but the sun was shining brightly outside. If he went out like this, it would undoubtedly be courting death. So he had to give up.

Somehow, Su Kun actually saw through what he was thinking from his usually deadpan expression. He waved his paw and said, "Hey, it's okay~ I'm just going to get a key, it won't take long."

However, just as he changed his shoes at the door and his fingers touched the door handle, he heard a "knock knock" on the security door.

Their community was quite old. Let alone the lack of security steel doors and uniform doorbells commonly installed in the entrance of newer communities, even the doorbells installed by each household at their own doors were so old that few could still make a sound.

Since Su Kun moved in, he rarely encountered people knocking on the door. Geng Zimo had his own key, and the meter readers in this area were always quite loud and urgent when knocking.

But this knocking was completely different - two short and one long, not too fast or slow, not too light or heavy. Such a polite manner made Su Kun dumbfounded for a while before he held the door handle with one hand and leaned close to the peephole to look out with the other.

He saw a young man with medium-length hair standing outside the door with his arms crossed. Because his position was a bit off, only the right half of his face could be seen through the peephole.

Just as Su Kun was peeking through the peephole, he clearly saw the man raise his eyebrows and glance this way, as if sensing something, his slightly upturned eyes looking lazy, as if his gaze met Su Kun's through the peephole.

Su Kun instinctively took a step back, then reacted and gestured to Gu Yan floating beside him. He hurriedly opened the door and said to the man outside who looked gentlemanly yet foxy, "Eh? What wind blew you here?!"

"Although the right to use this house is yours now, the ownership still belongs to me. Can't I even come and sit?" The man standing at the door, closing it behind him and changing shoes, turned out to be Su Kun's landlord.

Taking advantage of putting his shoes back on, Su Kun glanced towards the room and happened to see Gu Yan's back disappearing into the shadows inside - although ordinary people couldn't see him at all, they still felt it would be better to avoid appropriately to not invite trouble.

After confirming that Gu Yan's figure couldn't be seen from outside the room, Su Kun pretended to have finished changing shoes and responded to the landlord, "Not to mention sitting, even if you wanted to sleep here I wouldn't mind. It's just that ever since you rented the house to me, you never visited, so I'm a bit surprised by your sudden visit."

The landlord snorted lazily, changed into slippers, scanned the room, then sauntered over to the sofa and sat down, "What, I see you had your shoes on, were you about to go out just now?"

Waving his hand, Su Kun put down the keys, followed him to the living room sofa and sat down, saying, "It's nothing, I was just going to S University to find Zhang Fuquan... um, the owner of that red bean paste shop, to get the key. He's handing the shop over to me in the next two days and going back to his hometown."

As soon as he sat down, the landlord fell into his old habit, sprawling on the sofa like his bones had scattered, right elbow propped on the armrest, vaguely supporting his chin. Hearing Su Kun's words, he narrowed his eyes and said, "What's the rush? Rushing to reincarnate?"

Having said that, he seemed to find this amusing and curled the corner of his lips.

"Huh?" Su Kun looked at him somewhat blankly. He thought to himself: Could it be that the shop owner had some unpleasant history with the landlord before? Otherwise, why would he immediately mention reincarnation...

He always felt that this landlord's temperament was very odd, often saying things that seemed unconnected, always leaving people feeling lost in the clouds and fog, as if his words had no meaning, yet every sentence seemed to carry some hidden implication, making it completely impossible to figure out what he was thinking.

For some reason, when talking to him, one would unconsciously have the illusion of a junior communicating with a senior. This was probably also why Su Kun, who was so prone to acting like a fool, always tended to be more proper in front of him.

"By the way." The landlord's cloudy and foggy sentence actually piqued Su Kun's earlier curiosity. "Last time at the coffee shop, why did you tell me not to rush to sign the contract? Is there a problem with that red bean paste shop?"

"No, I was just... casually reminding you. After all, it's a matter of over ten thousand yuan, so it's good to be cautious." The landlord answered while taking out two documents from the thin folder he brought and placing them on the glass coffee table, pushing them towards Su Kun, "Actually, I came today for official business, so relax. Doesn't it feel tiring to sit up so straight?"

Su Kun instantly slumped his shoulders and took the two bound printouts, "This is..."

"Two milk tea franchise stores I contacted for you. These are the requirements and precautions for joining these two franchises respectively. The prices given here are all insider prices. No matter which one you finally decide to choose, don't disclose the prices or anything. Take a look at their information first."

Holding the two detailed documents, Su Kun couldn't help sighing inwardly. Although the landlord didn't seem very approachable, he was really taking too much care of him.

It was the same two years ago when renting the house. They only met once and roughly discussed it, and the landlord agreed without hesitation to a price that was so low it was almost biased, much cheaper than several other houses with similar conditions in this area, making Su Kun, who didn't have much savings at the time, extremely grateful.

Speaking of which, why is that?!

Su Kun was just muttering a few words in his heart, but unexpectedly, the landlord seemed to read his thoughts from his face. He raised his eyebrows and smiled lazily, "I find you agreeable."

Holy moly! ~~~~~ This rhythm is off!

The idiotic gay Su Kun was stared at by his gaze, and instantly felt his chrysanthemum tighten and his tiger body tremble. His expression was like being struck by lightning.

The landlord seemed to be amused by his reaction, propping his chin and laughing lowly a couple of times, saying, "You're overthinking it."

Su Kun: "..." He opened his mouth somewhat awkwardly, about to say something, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw Gu Yan half-hidden in the shadows behind the bedroom door, looking out with a deadpan face.

Holy shit, people scaring people can scare them to death, so ghosts scaring people is even easier, right?!

Su Kun twitched his eyes like he was having a spasm, signaling for him to hurry back into the coffin, but this time, their brain waves were obviously not aligned. Gu Yan only glanced at him and still didn't budge, his gaze passing through most of the living room and falling faintly on the landlord.

"Ahem—" Twitching the corner of his mouth, in order to cover up his little movements just now, Su Kun lowered his head, gave up on persuading Gu Yan, and looked at the information in his hands with unusual seriousness.

"By the way, let me use your bathroom for a bit. I just got my hands all dusty on the stair railing." The landlord suddenly spoke, then stood up.

Seeing Su Kun nod, he shuffled in his slippers, walking across the living room towards the bathroom, his footsteps sounding unhurried. There seemed to be an extremely brief pause in the middle, but Su Kun, who was looking at the information, didn't notice.

Speaking of which, the landlord's connections were indeed quite extensive. These two stores giving him "friends and family prices" had a very big reputation nationwide. Franchises could be seen in almost every place. They could be called famous brands in the milk tea industry.

However, the styles of these two were completely different. Chadu Milk Tea had always been known for its large portions and great flavors, playing the affordable card. Meanwhile, Keke Milk Tea was known for its wide variety and unique flavors, with the slogan of fashionable tea drinks.

Su Kun had drunk the milk tea from both places and had also looked them up online when he previously decided to open a milk tea shop. His opinion was consistent with most people's - Chadu's flavors were lighter, with moderate tea and milk fragrance, not greasy to drink. In the summer, gulping down a big cup was quite refreshing. Keke's flavors were on the sweet side, relatively more popular with girls, and the packaging was quite a bit more exquisite than Chadu's.

For the locals in Li City, they might slightly prefer sweeter foods. But Su Kun's shop location wasn't a commercial district or residential street, but S University where students from all over gathered.

That was different. When he was scouting the place, he had eaten his way through the street one shop at a time. Overall, whether it was food or drinks, the flavors were all a bit lighter than other places in Li City.

So which one to choose was naturally self-evident.

When Su Kun was reading and muttering his thoughts, he heard the gushing water in the bathroom stop. The landlord's footsteps sounded unhurriedly all the way over again, then stopped in a position near the middle of the living room. He lazily said, "Hearing you talk so coherently, it gave me the illusion that you actually have some brains."

Su Kun: "..."

After not seeing the landlord come over for a while, Su Kun couldn't help moving his gaze from the information and glancing behind him.

The landlord seemed to want to sweep his eyes over the entire house to see how much of a mess he and Geng Zimo had made of it. He stood in the living room and casually looked around. Then his gaze fell, seemingly unintentionally, into Su Kun's bedroom.

Su Kun's heart instinctively skipped a beat, then he hurriedly glanced at the bedroom doorway - he only saw a piece of darkness behind the door. Gu Yan, who had been hiding there just now, was gone. He had probably finally returned to his coffin.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Su Kun only then reacted. Gu Yan wasn't human after all. Ordinary people simply couldn't see him. Let alone floating in the room, even if he floated in front of the landlord's nose and did a striptease, it wouldn't matter.

But not being able to see was one thing. Having the bedroom stared at like this, most people probably wouldn't feel too comfortable.

Su Kun was a bit puzzled for a moment. With the landlord's personality, he definitely wasn't the type of person to wander around someone else's home and stare fixedly at the bedroom. Although he was still the true owner of this house, the one currently living here was, after all, Su Kun.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that the landlord today seemed a bit abnormal overall...

Just as Su Kun was about to open his mouth to ask, the landlord turned around. As if he couldn't stand it anymore, he walked towards the sofa while raising his eyebrows and asking, "Your bedroom is so dark. Do you really not have nightmares at night?"

Not expecting him to stare for so long just because of this, Su Kun choked, then dryly chuckled a couple of times. "I haven't really wanted to see the light recently."

The landlord glanced at him. "Were you reincarnated from a groundhog?"

Su Kun: "..." Are you and Geng Zimo really not long-lost brothers?!

"Alright." The landlord walked over but didn't sit back down on the sofa. Instead, he patted Su Kun's shoulder and said, "I just came to deliver the information. The contact details are all on there. When you decide, call them yourself to discuss the specifics. Just say you're my friend. I still have things to do, so I'll leave first."

Until he had seen the person out, when Su Kun returned to the room and put the information on the computer desk, he still felt that there was a hint of strangeness in the landlord's sudden visit today.

Just as he felt that it was a bit incomprehensible, Gu Yan, who was sitting on the coffin, suddenly spoke, "When that person was looking into the room just now, his gaze fell on me."