He stood with his back to his own front door, right in the center of the space between the doorway, the wall, and the staircase handrail. Unlike Liu Lianlian and Dong Zhipeng, who were leaning against the door and the wall respectively.
He stood straight, his hands hanging naturally by his sides. His right hand clutched a cellphone, showing no fidgeting. When speaking to her, he would turn his head slightly, ensuring his gaze remained level and proper.
In an instant, Liu Lianlian felt an inexplicable sense of awe arise within her.
She couldn't explain it; she just suddenly didn't dare to be as frivolous as before.
"Alright then, you're busy, so just come knock on my door when you're free since we live close by. I'll be home these next few days..."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Dong Zhipeng nodded and bowed. "Brother Lie, you go ahead with your things!"
"Okay, bye!"
Han Lie waved and turned back to his house.
