Rebirth: My Home Has Become a Gathering Place for Young Women with a "Crazy" Spirit

Before Qin Lang could finish speaking, Sun Xiaomeng jumped up, her eyes sparkling, and said, "Brother Lang, what are your conditions? Do you want me to perform a handstand while washing your hair for you every day? Sure."

Li Wanqi also stood up, his face beaming with excitement, "Brother Lang, I can wear a mask when I snore! It won't disturb your sleep!"

Qin Lang's lips twitched. Snoring while wearing a mask? What kind of nonsense is going on in these girls' heads?

"I have two conditions," Qin Lang said, holding up one finger. "First, no dancing or making loud noises in the house. You must keep quiet after 11 p.m. Anyone who disturbs the peace and gets a complaint will be moved out immediately."

"No problem, no problem!" The girls nodded like chicks pecking at rice.

"Second," Qin Lang held up a second finger, his gaze sweeping over the girls' faces one by one, "you are not allowed to bring anyone back to stay. Relatives, friends, boyfriends, girlfriends, online friends, none of them are allowed."

Li Wanqi raised her hand and said, "Brother Lang, we don't have boyfriends."

Wang Yuting added, "I don't have a girlfriend either."

Sun Xiaomeng thought for a moment and said seriously, "Brother Lang, don't worry, even if my period comes, I'll still put it back upside down."

"..." Qin Lang looked at them for a few seconds, frowned and nodded: "These are the two rules for now, we'll see how you perform."

"Um..." Wu Xiaoxiao began cautiously, "Brother, what about them tonight...?"

"Let's go." Qin Lang shook his head, looking slightly helpless, and took the lead in walking out of the restaurant.

Su Yue followed behind Qin Lang and whispered, "Brother Lang, so many beautiful women are going home to live with you. You're so lucky! Look at the way those people at the next table are looking at you. They're so envious."

Qin Lang glanced at her and muttered under his breath, "Sigh... we don't know yet whether it's a blessing or a curse."

A large group of people walked out of the hot pot restaurant. The night in Liaobei City still carried the lingering heat of the day, and the aroma of cumin and chili wafted from the barbecue stalls along the street.

Qin Lang walked at the front, his pace quick, while the line behind him stretched out long, like a string of oddly shaped candied hawthorns.

Xu Han walked beside Qin Lang, expressionless, but her colder expression than before suggested that she didn't seem to welcome these young, eccentric girls.

Next was Su Yue, who would occasionally glance back at the group of spirited young women behind her, finding it quite interesting.

At the very back, Wu Xiaoxiao led six girls, chattering away. Sun Xiaomeng was discussing with Li Wanqi who would sleep next to whom tonight, Zhao Lin was telling Li Siyu that Qin Lang seemed like a pretty good guy, and Zheng Jiaqian was walking at the very back, her eyes fixed on Qin Lang's back, no one knew what she was thinking.

Twenty minutes later, the group arrived at Qin Lang's house.

"Wow—" Sun Xiaomeng was the first to rush in, her eyes darting around. "Brother Lang, you have so many novels! I love reading novels!"

As she spoke, she ran to the bookshelf, glanced around, and then excitedly tiptoed to pull out a slightly worn book from the top shelf: "The Domineering CEO Falls in Love with the Spirited Young Woman." Turning back to everyone, she said, "I've been looking for this book for so long! I didn't expect Brother Lang to have it!"

Wang Yuting stood in the middle of the room and walked around, her bracelet jingling incessantly, like keeping time. Zhao Lin and Li Siyu were relatively quiet after entering, simply looking around. Zheng Jiaqian was the last to enter. She didn't look at the bookshelf, but instead looked up at the ceiling, then down at the floor, her gaze finally settling on the pile of filming equipment in the corner. She paused for two seconds, then looked away.

Before Qin Lang could assign rooms, Wu Xiaoxiao said to the group, "We'll stay in this room. Come on, I'll show you around."

Sun Xiaomeng followed Wu Xiaoxiao and was the first to rush into the room. She lay down on the single bed, stretched out her limbs, and let out a satisfied sigh. "Having a bed to sleep in is heaven. My neck is almost crooked from sleeping on the chair in the internet cafe yesterday."

Li Wanqi squeezed in as well, plopped down on the edge of the bed, and started taking off his shoes: "So who sleeps on the bed and who sleeps on the floor? Let's play rock-paper-scissors..."

Qin Lang stood in the living room, watching all seven people enter the bedroom, his temples throbbing. He took a deep breath, turned around, and went to the bedroom next door.

At 11 p.m., Qin Lang finished writing a chapter of his novel and felt sleepy. The room next door had finally quieted down, so he got up to go to bed.

I had just lain down in bed when I heard noises from next door. First, I heard footsteps, thumping back and forth. I wondered who was running in place in their bedroom.

Then came laughter. Sun Xiaomeng's signature giggles were incredibly loud and could be heard clearly even through a wall.

Then came the sound of something falling to the ground with a crash. Wu Xiaoxiao said, "It's okay, it's okay, the cup isn't broken," and Li Wanqi's voice said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Qin Lang rolled over and pulled the blanket over his head. It was too noisy. But then he thought, it wasn't realistic to expect seven people to be completely quiet in one room.

He decided to be patient a little longer...

About half an hour later, the noise from next door gradually subsided, as if they had turned off the lights and were getting ready to sleep. Qin Lang breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and tried to fall asleep again.

Soon, the first snore rang out. However, it wasn't Qin Lang's, but rather the one coming from next door.

This isn't just ordinary snoring; it's a very rhythmic snoring, "whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—," like someone blowing up a punctured balloon, occasionally adding a trill.

In his previous life, Qin Lang had lived in all sorts of places and heard all kinds of snoring when he was a wanderer, but this snoring was definitely in the top three in terms of its lethality.

He peeked out from under the covers, stared at the ceiling, and silently questioned his own soul: What sins have I committed?

The snoring lasted for about twenty minutes, then suddenly stopped.

Qin Lang was overjoyed, thinking things were finally going to calm down.

Then, a loud "Holy crap!" was followed by a commotion, probably from someone sitting up next door. Next came Sun Xiaomeng's voice, though she lowered it, it was still clearly audible in the quiet night: "Who unplugged the charger? My phone was only 15% charged!"

"It wasn't me, I didn't touch it," came Zhao Lin's voice.

"I don't have one either, my charger is plugged in over there," Li Wanqi said groggily.

"Is that her?" I couldn't recognize whose voice it was.

"Don't look at me, I didn't pull it out," Zheng Jiaqian said coldly.

"Is it haunted? The charger can fly by itself?"

"Turn on the lights! Turn on the lights and you'll see."

With a "click," the light switched on. "Holy crap! Who turned off the main switch on the power strip?"

After a period of chaos, the charger was plugged back in, the light was turned off again, and the snoring resumed...

Qin Lang checked his phone; it was already 12:30 a.m.

He was just about to try to fall asleep again when, this time, it was the sound of teeth grinding...

Crunch, crunch... crunch, crunch... It sounded like a mouse gnawing on wood. The sound came and went, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, sometimes it would suddenly stop, and then after ten seconds or so it would suddenly start again.

Qin Lang stared at the ceiling, on the verge of collapse. He began to seriously consider whether he should go to the bedroom across the street, which was a bit further away, and ask Xu Han and the other two to spend the night together.