Chapter 108 Yes, I Am that Baseball

Nikki turned around slowly and went back on track: "You're right. He didn't even call me once, and I called him twice, and the answer was that he was busy with work. Now, he has time to go shopping with the girl."

Monica was surprised: "Have you called twice? I haven't called once."

Nikki: "Are you gloating?"

Monica was helpless: "You could still have a little fantasies before, but I knew from the beginning that he didn't care about me. Am I not more unlucky than you? He hit a home run at the beginning of the game."

Nikki: "Huh?"

Monica: "Yes, I'm the baseball. I was kicked off the field by him, and I didn't even have a chance to return to the field."

Nikki opened her mouth, unable to refute the metaphor of her girlfriend, let alone words of comfort.

"Okay, let's go buy Christmas gifts. Not all handsome guys can be friends, maybe he and we only have these two chance encounters." Monika led Nikki forward, and comforted her again.

During the conversation, the figures of the two women also merged into the crowd.

...

Unlike Elena's previous "misunderstanding", Luke really took her around New York City in the afternoon.

After leaving Times Square, the two went to NYPD headquarters to see where someone was working and fighting.

Then, the two took advantage of the opportunity to go to the Brooklyn Bridge, and then go to the mouth of the Hudson River in the southwest, and watch the Statue of Liberty on Liberty Island from a distance.

They didn't take the island on the boat. Today's weather on the island on the boat is not very good. They can only play when the weather is fine.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Luke sent Elena back to the school dormitory.

However, after parking his car in the parking lot not far from the back door, he took the opportunity of her to greet a young security guard and sneaked into the academy.

The Paland School of Art itself does not have too strict attendance requirements, and with Christmas approaching, most of the students left the school early.

Like Irina's roommate, she went on vacation with her boyfriend I don't know, and won't come back for at least a week.

After a while, Luke finally stepped into Elena's dormitory.

Before my sister Claire went to USC,

He also just looked around the dormitory to see the environment, and did not go to her dormitory.

So, this is the first time he has entered the dormitory of college girls.

In Paland, a not-so-famous art school, the house rules are also not very strict. The decorations in the dormitory are quite distinctive, and the room is full of strange things.

Elena's roommate is a New Zealand girl who likes to "make friends" and rarely goes back to the dormitory.

Now, this double dormitory has almost become Elena's personal space, and the roommate only occasionally comes back to sleep for a night or a day.

After using his sensitive sense of smell to analyze for a moment, Luke no longer worried about his slight cleanliness attack.

Elena's dormitory is the place where international exchange students live. The environment is better than ordinary dormitories. Not to mention one room for two people, there is also a bathroom where you can take a bath, which is quite convenient.

But this is not a preferential treatment, because the price of this dormitory is a bit more expensive than the ordinary dormitory.

Fortunately, Elena came here with a scholarship. She is also an honor student in this school, and the fees are partially reduced, which is not much more expensive than other people living in ordinary dormitories.

Coupled with meeting a roommate who hardly ever goes back to the dormitory, her living environment is much better than a house with a monthly rent of 1,000+ in New York.

Of course, this is New Jersey, not on the other side of the Manhattan River, and the rent is not that high.

While Luke was visiting the dormitory, Elena had already taken off her coat, wearing only thin linen clothes and jeans, and dug out a bag from her closet: "Want to have some?"

He turned his head and smiled: "Of course."

Elena also smiled and opened the coffee bag in her hand: "Your taste hasn't changed?"

Luke: "Well." His eyes fell on her.

She moves skillfully, not too quickly, and looks pleasing to the eye.

Suddenly, she glanced at him sideways: "Why don't you speak?"

Luke sat on the chair by the window and said with a smile, "I remember when we first met."

Elena: "What is that?"

Luke hehe: "I still remember that you took the initiative to invite me for coffee on the third night."

Hearing this, Elena couldn't help but sneer: "You just remember this!"

Luke shrugged: "That's my first time traveling abroad, and it's also the first time a girl invites you to have coffee. It's really memorable."

Elena couldn't help laughing, grabbed something from the side and smashed it at him.

Luke grabbed this thing, looked at it in his hand, and said in amazement: "Your growth period is not over yet, and you are still growing!"

Elena swore at him, turning a blind eye to someone playing with her underwear.

Just talking and laughing like this, when the hot coffee came out, the two of them sat by the window with coffee in their hands.

Elena's habits remain the same.

A chair and a small round table are right by the window, which must be where she drinks coffee in the bedroom.

There are several books on the small bookshelf next to it.

There are art publications, there are literary masterpieces, and there are… eh? detective.

Holding Elena sitting on his lap, he took the detective: "Derek Storm, are you still reading this? I remember you don't have such a hobby."

Elena looked at the gradually darkening air outside the window, and more and more snowflakes fell, and chuckled, "Because, I want to know what your job is like."

Luke stuffed the book back: "The protagonist of this book is a private detective, and I am a police detective."

Elena was at a loss: "Isn't it all about solving cases?"

Luke hehe: "We can use guns, and we can arrest, interrogate and detain suspects, but private investigators don't have this right. However, if you think you can watch it, you can use it as a pastime. Both jobs are to look for evidence, and it's not like nothing. relationship."

Elena just hummed.

The night outside the window is getting darker, but the bedroom is warm as spring.

It gets dark early in New York winter, and at seven o'clock the street lights everywhere are on.

Jameson, a new security guard at Paland College, is walking around the campus with a face full of helplessness.

Lao Bao retired due to illness, and he had just been recruited for a few days.

Christmas was approaching, and the night shift was inexplicably lined up with him for three days in a row.

As a newcomer, he could only accept it, and silently comforted himself in his heart: he doesn't have a girlfriend anyway, his parents are in his hometown, and he can still earn some wages for overtime.

And it was just night when the walkie-talkie rang, and another old security guard on duty at the main gate told him to go out for patrol.

Jameson hesitated for a few minutes in the warm security room, but still had to get dressed and walked out, who made him a newcomer.