"Two?"
The clerk hadn't expected him to be so decisive. A look of joy appeared on her face. "Great! Please wait a moment!"
"Wait!"
Maggi was stunned for a moment, then immediately gave Johny Lee's head a light, annoyed smack. "What are you doing? They're so expensive!"
Johny rubbed his head, grinning. "As long as you like it. I've never really given you any gifts before. Now that I finally have some money, won't you give me a chance to show off a bit?"
"You're buying it for me? Then I definitely can't have it! No, no! You just started working! It's not easy to earn money! You're not allowed to spend it recklessly!"
Maggi hurriedly called out to the clerk. "I'm sorry, we don't want them anymore."
Johny didn't care about that. He waved his card. "We want them, we want them. Please write up the receipt!"
Maggi deliberately pulled a stern face and raised her hand threateningly. "Do you want me to hit you?"
"Even if you beat me to the ground, you must accept this iPhone 4 today."
"You!" Seeing she couldn't win the argument, Maggi turned her head away and simply ignored him, crossing her arms with a huff.
Johny happily chose the models (black for him, white for her), picked out screen protectors and cases. After paying the bill, the clerk began the process of unboxing and setting up the devices.
Johny had thought buying a phone would be quick, just pay and go. But who would have thought that Apple phones required cutting SIM cards, applying meticulous screen protectors, and registering Apple IDs? It was incredibly troublesome.
A moment later, the clerk smiled at Maggi. "Miss, the iPhone 4 slot is a different size than domestic SIM cards. Could you give me your current SIM? I need to trim it for you."
Maggi didn't speak. She stared stubbornly at the wall.
Johny nudged her arm with his elbow, grinning sheepishly. "Oh, come on, Big Sister. Don't be like that."
Maggi ignored him.
Johny rolled his eyes. "Anyway, they can't be returned now. If you don't want it, I'll just give it to a random stranger on the street."
Maggi glanced at him and gave his forehead a sharp flick. "You brat! You're just wasting money!"
After a pause, she finally sighed. She reached into her bag, removed her SIM card, and handed it to the clerk.
"...Are there other colors for the free case? What kind... mm-hmm, this pink one looks good, I'll take this one... Oh, right, do you have songs and movies here? You do... then help me copy some over later... right..."
Half an hour later, Maggi was fiddling with her new white iPhone 4, unable to put it down. She absolutely loved it.
Johny watched her with a face full of smiles. "Maggi, that iPhone looks much more beautiful in your hand. I think Apple should have hired you to be their spokesperson."
If it were the Johny who had just graduated, he would never have been able to say such bold things. It seemed he had matured and improved quite a bit after being tempered in the government office recently.
Maggi burst into laughter and gave him an annoyed look. "You little flatterer! Don't let it happen again!"
As she spoke, she casually looped her arm through Johny's and squeezed it affectionately. "Our Johny has grown up. You can earn money now and even know how to show filial piety to your Big Sister. Hehe, when my Johny becomes a big leader in the future, it looks like I'll be able to share in the glory too."
Whoa....She's holding my arm!
For the first time in his life, Johny was being held by a beautiful woman's arm, and he felt like he was walking on clouds.
Johny's Apartment. 9:00 PM.
Johny and Maggi finally arrived home by taxi and dropped a pile of shopping bags onto the coffee table.
In the living room, Maggi sat on the sofa and happily pulled out her iPhone 4, swiping on the touchscreen.
"The shop closed too late just now, and I couldn't find several songs I wanted. Johny, tomorrow download a few more from the internet and save them for me; I want to use them as ringtones."
Standing up, she took a few selfies with the front camera and then showed them to Johny with a smile. "How do they look? Hmm?"
Johny said happily, "You look good no matter how you take them."
Maggi's eyes crinkled with a smile. "You, you just know how to make me happy."
"I'm telling the truth. Whether it's 300,000 pixels or 5 million pixels, you look beautiful in every photo."
"Smooth talker!" She rolled her eyes at him, but clearly enjoying the praise, she pulled his arm.
She dragged Johny down to sit on the sofa next to her. Then, she intimately linked arms with him, holding the iPhone above their heads and aiming it at them from a high angle.
"Take a picture with me. Smile!"
Johny's elbow was pressed against the soft curve of her chest. His brain short-circuited. His forced smile was completely distorted, looking stiff and strange.
Click.
After seeing the resulting photo, Maggi almost doubled over laughing. "What kind of expression is that? You look like you're in pain! You're so clumsy!"
Johny blushed furiously.
With you pressed so close, how could I not be nervous?
Once the novelty wore off, Maggi put away the phone and began organizing the clothes she had just bought for him, hanging them one by one in his closet.
She also took the opportunity to use scissors to cut several of his patched and faded old shirts into square rags. "It's a waste to throw clothes away. I'll cut them up for you to use as cleaning cloths."
Despite her high salary, Maggi was someone who knew how to manage a household frugally.
Johny loved her virtuous nature. Seeing this domestic scene, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
He blurted out, "Maggi... I l... li..."
Maggi shook the rag in her hand and looked back curiously. "What did you say?"
"Li... li..."
Johny was almost breaking into a sweat, but those words "like you" just wouldn't come out.
Maggi was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, great figure, great personality, great job, she was simply impeccable. Of course, Johny wanted to marry her.
But their relationship had only just progressed from being neighbors to this close sibling-like bond. If he caused a rift because of a sudden confession, they might never be able to return to how things were. That was the last thing Johny wanted.
Wait! Hold on!
I haven't used my "BACK" today!
If Maggi rejects me, I can use "BACK" to return to the past! I won't have to worry about any rift!
Right, right, right! That's the plan!
"What are you trying to say? Laundry?" Maggi suddenly had an epiphany. She looked at him with a mix of annoyance and amusement. "You have dirty clothes to wash, right? Why didn't you say so earlier? Why are you being so hesitant and shy? You silly boy!"
Johny waved his hands frantically. "No! Oh, no!"
Maggi ignored him and walked gently into the bathroom, picking up the socks and underwear Johny had changed out of after his evening shower. "Alright, leave it to me. Anything else to wash?"
Johny wished he could dig a hole and crawl into it. He hurriedly stepped forward to grab them from her hands. "Really, no need! Give them to me! I'll wash them myself!"
"Go away!" Maggi twisted her shoulder to dodge him.
Perhaps she moved too sharply, as she let out a sudden gasp. "Ouch!"
She dropped the clothes, rubbing her neck while inhaling sharply. "Sss! Stop grabbing! My shoulder hurts!"
Johny gasped. "Are you okay? Are you okay? Sorry! I didn't mean it!"
Maggi winced, finding a place to sit on the sofa. She twisted her neck gingerly. "It's not your fault. My cervical spine has always been bad; it's an old problem from office work."
Johny felt incredibly guilty. "Then let me massage it for you!"
"No need. It'll be fine after a night's sleep."
"No, no." Johny said urgently. "Go lie down on the bed. I'll give you a massage. I'm actually pretty good at it."
Maggi hesitated for a moment, the pain evident in her face. She stopped being polite. "...Hehe, alright then."
Johny took a deep breath, his heart racing. He was preparing himself to confess.
Authors Note:-
That's chapter 33.
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