I have a terrible sense of direction. It’s bad. Every time I get lost, I call my landlord to pick me up. At first, he was annoyed: "I'm your landlord, not your husband. This is a hassle." Then it became: "Do you want me to pick you up in the Lambo or the Maybach?" Finally: "It’s getting weird picking you up without a title. How about I just be your boyfriend?" 1 "Three months' rent plus deposit, 3,000 a month. OK? If so, sign here." The young man speaking was my landlord, Luke. He wore a faded tank top that showed off his thick shoulders and powerful muscles. Through the thin fabric, his tapered waist was barely visible. I gulped. He pulled a bunch of keys from his pocket, jingling them loudly. "Miss Lin, are you okay?" I snapped back to reality and nodded. After signing the contract and paying the deposit, I stopped him as he was leaving. "Can I add you on WeChat?" He seemed in a rush, pulling out a phone with a screen shattered like a spiderweb. "Hurry up, I'm busy." I quickly added him. After moving in, I finally sat down to rest. My best friend called. "Momo, heard you moved?" "Yeah, the old landlord sold the place." "Ugh, you lived there for five years and finally memorized the route home. Now you have to start over? Can you handle it?" Yes. I have a severe lack of direction. It took me two whole years to remember the way back to my old apartment. I sighed. "One step at a time, I guess." The next day after work, I tried to go home. And... I successfully got lost. I didn't even know where I was. I tried opening Apple Maps, but following it only got me more lost. Eventually, I inexplicably walked into a desolate suburb. No bus, no subway, not even a taxi. I panicked. Seeing the sky darken, I had no choice but to message my landlord. "Hi, Mr. Landlord, can I ask you a favor?" He replied quickly: "Speak." "Um, I'm lost. Can you come pick me up? I'm so sorry, really sorry. I promise not to trouble you again." No reply for five minutes. Just when I thought he was ignoring me, he replied: "Address." I looked around. Nothing but wasteland. "I don't know where this is." He, being impatient, called me directly. I have mild social anxiety, but fear conquered all, so I picked up. His voice was deep, slightly impatient: "Any landmarks around you?" I shook my head. "No, just an abandoned construction site." "Besides that?" I looked up. "There's a cloud above me that looks like a flower petal." Luke: "..." He gritted his teeth. "You better not be messing with me." Finally, he asked me to share my live location and said he'd come pick me up. Soon, it was completely dark. The wind howled, and I heard animal noises. My throat tightened, goosebumps rising. Luke hadn't messaged since hanging up. He told me to wait here. Half an hour passed, still no sign of him. I was getting desperate. Just then, a motorcycle stopped in front of me. A middle-aged man looked at me lewdly. "Hey little sister, all alone? Where to? I'll give you a ride." His gaze slid over me like a venomous snake. I stepped back warily. "No thanks, my... my boyfriend is coming to pick me up." He smirked maliciously. "It's dark, there are wild animals out here. Little sister, I'm not a bad guy. Let uncle take you home." He reached out to grab me when suddenly, a foot kicked him from behind, sending him flying. 2 The creep scrambled up, cursing. "Who the fuck was that?!" A strong arm steadied me, a deep voice coming from above. "Get lost, or I'll break your dog paws." In the car, I was still shaken. Seeing me shivering, Luke turned on the heater. I whispered, "Thank you. I'll pay you for the gas later." He drove without looking sideways, brows furrowed, silent. Afraid of annoying him, I clutched my seatbelt quietly. Arriving downstairs, Luke said, "Next time, learn the route. I'm not always free." My face burned. "So... sorry. It won't happen again. Thank you." I fled the car. That night, taking out the trash, I bumped into Luke opening his door. I was shocked. "You live here too?" He glanced at me, nodding slightly. "Yeah, occasionally." "Taking out trash, you know the way back, right?" A teasing smile played on his lips. I smiled awkwardly. "It's not far, I'll be fine." He paused, the mockery fading, replaced by uncertainty. "Are you really that bad with directions?" "Yeah, pretty bad." I scratched my head embarrassedly. "Got lost a lot as a kid." He said nothing more and closed the door. Back home, I thought about it and decided to give Luke something as thanks. If he hadn't picked me up today, who knows what would have happened in that wasteland. I rang the doorbell and waited ten minutes before he opened it. "I said leave the delivery at the door..." Luke's voice trailed off. He seemed to have just showered, shirtless, revealing a sculpted body, smelling faintly of body wash, wearing only board shorts. I blushed, not knowing where to look. "Land... Mr. Landlord, hi." He frowned. "What's up?" "Th... thanks for today. Just a small gift." I shoved the homemade cookies into his hand and fled. The next day, I planned to take a taxi home. It was expensive, but I didn't want to trouble anyone. Halfway there, the taxi got a flat tire. "Miss, just pay half the fare. The rest of the way isn't far. Straight, left, cross the main road, then right." My brain censored the directions. I was lost just listening. The driver dropped me off. I looked at the busy street, wanting to cry. Tried to hail another cab, but no luck. To make matters worse, it started storming. I hid under the awning of a nearby mall. Watching people get picked up by family or friends, I sighed at the rainy mist. If only my best friend hadn't been transferred. Before leaving, she hugged me. "Momo, I'm worried about you. Find a reliable boyfriend. With him, you won't get lost." Boyfriend? For some reason, Luke's face flashed in my mind. He wasn't a pretty boy. Short hair, healthy tan, perfectly toned muscles. I remembered him kicking the creep away. His sharp warning eyes. At that moment, something bumped in my heart. Lost in thought, Luke messaged me. 3 "Ten o'clock and still working?" I stared at the phone, double-checking the avatar to confirm it was Luke. My heart pounded. I couldn't imagine the cold landlord messaging me first. I took a deep breath, drafting a reply: "Yeah, still working." Type, delete. "It's raining, stuck at the mall." Type, delete. "Can't get a cab in the rain." Type, delete. After a few tries, I felt embarrassed. Seeing me constantly retracting messages, Luke cut to the chase: "Address." "Huh?" "What huh? Share your location. I'm coming to get you." "Isn't that too much trouble?" "Trouble is better than missing person." Me: "..." When Luke arrived at the mall, it was 10:30 PM. But there were still many people waiting. A flashy Maybach pulled up. Before the door opened, whispers started. "Whoa, Maybach. Cool." "Must be picking up his girlfriend. Ahhh, so lucky." "Suddenly my boyfriend's scooter isn't so cute." I stretched my neck curiously too. Just then, Luke got out. Holding a black umbrella, he walked straight to me and said coolly, "Let's go." Instantly, all eyes were on me. I felt prickly stares for the first time. Someone whispered. "He's so hot. Why do others get rich handsome guys, and mine splits a boba tea with me?" "Do hot guys like average girls? She looks so plain, don't get why he likes her." Luke glanced at them, and they shut up. Back at the apartment, Luke stopped at the convenience store for instant noodles. He got in the car, and my stomach growled. I covered it awkwardly. He looked at the noodles, then went back. This time, he brought back noodles, eggs, and pickled veggies. Luke cooked in the open kitchen. I waited at the table. Watching him busy, I posted on Reddit. "If a rich, hot landlord drives a luxury car to pick you up daily and cooks noodles, what does it mean?" Soon, comments flooded in. "Suspected delusion before death from overwork." "Means you need to read less romance novels. Go sleep." "Coldest joke of the year: landlord returning deposit picking me up in a luxury car." "Fighting you fake story writers, making up anything." "Wow, caught another delusional wife." "Admire people who post this, at least they live in their fantasy." "If OP is telling the truth, he might be chasing you." Chasing me? "Free lunch usually means trouble. If hot, take him down. If ugly, run." I looked at Luke's long back. Maybe he's just simply kind. "I only know how to make this and instant noodles. Just make do." Luke brought two bowls over. I took it gratefully. "Thank you." Just took a bite, Luke raised an eyebrow. "Not afraid I drugged it?" I choked, unable to spit or swallow. He chuckled. "Just kidding." "But..." He looked at me meaningfully. "Outside, don't trust strangers so easily, especially men." 4 Afraid of bothering Luke, I started taking taxis. One day after work, I met Luke at the gate. He wore a formal suit today, different from his usual casual style, looking mature and steady. With his height and build, he was a perfect clothes hanger. "Just off work?" He initiated conversation. "Yeah." "Didn't get lost?" Just then, the taxi driver yelled, "Miss, since you taxi every day, why not hire me monthly? 3,000 a month, I'll throw in five days free." Luke crossed his arms, silent, watching me. I said awkwardly, "Got it, I'll think about it." In the elevator, Luke suddenly asked, "How much do you make a month?" "Tw... twelve thousand." I answered honestly. "Twelve thousand. Rent three thousand, taxi three thousand, plus food, how much can you save?" I froze. I didn't spend much. No luxury goods, rarely ate out, saved money for grandma. "Three thousand isn't small, it adds up." He implied. I sighed. "Can't help it. If only I wasn't directionally challenged." Getting familiar with him, I got bolder. "You don't know, my nickname as a kid was 'Let Go and Gone'." "Got lost, squatted on the roadside crying. Nice people often took me home." "But I remember once, I got lost, a very handsome big brother said he'd take me home." "But he didn't seem local. We both got lost in the woods. I was scared and cold. He swore while giving me his jacket, freezing himself." I rambled on, not noticing Luke's expression change. "Later, a passing uncle found us and took me back. Pity I never thanked that nice brother properly." "There's a chance." Luke whispered. I looked up, meeting his gentle, clear eyes. In the narrow space, something heated up slowly. Exiting the elevator, Luke stopped me. "How about this. Give me 500 a month, I'll drive you to and from work." Me: "?" Seeing me dazed, he coughed lightly. "One person or two in the car makes no difference. I can earn gas money. No one loses." "But..." He drives a Maybach, does he need gas money? "My office is near yours. Any questions?" "OK or not OK?" He pressed step by step. I lost the ability to think and dazedly agreed. Next day, sitting in his car, it felt real. We were commuting together. Since I start early, Luke still had bedhead. I felt bad. "Maybe just pick me up after work. I'll taxi in the morning." He glared at me, starting the car. "Took your money, gotta do the job. Understand?" I whispered timidly, "But you could sleep more..." He glanced at me, lips curling. "Early bird gets the worm." His eyes held an emotion I couldn't read. I nodded, silent. After that, our daily chat became: "Pick you up later, grocery run together?" "Okay." "Car in service, driving a different one." "Okay." "Saw a cute seat cushion online, bought it." He sent a pic. I replied: "So cute." He was satisfied: "Mmh." "Overtime today? I have errands, call me an hour before you're done." "Okay, no problem." Replying to Luke, a colleague leaned over. "Chatting with boyfriend?" I turned off the screen. "No." "Come on, smiling like that. Only people in love have that face." "Besides, saw your chat. Couple talk, deny it?" I bit my lip. How to tell her he's my landlord? While chatting, the boss's wife walked in smiling, followed by the henpecked boss. She scanned everyone. "Boss and I discussed. You worked hard, so we're taking you to a hot spring resort. Bring boyfriends if you have them." She drawled, "Plus, bringing a boyfriend gets a 10,000 bonus." She walked to me, scrutinizing. "Do you have a boyfriend?"
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