Renting a house?

[Hmmmm deal] she said

What's the deal you just accepted? Yin Ling very surprised and remembered his last sentence. She was surely talking about buying her the house if she likes it… surely…

[You won't dare to go back on your own word isn't it?]

I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't.

[That's better that way] she said happily

Thus should we go to an estate agency?

[It seems to be the better option]

Yin Ling searched for the nearest estate agency on his little and old phone. Ran towards it, running around was becoming more and more a habit for him.

After 10 minutes of running he reached the second nearest estate, there one was nearer but he decided to no go to this one because it was very badly noted online.

He was in front of the agency, prepared to enter when he heard someone shouting:

I won't sell you my place if you don't fit the criteria that's all, if you're not happy then get the fuck out. This voice seems to belong to and old man, but being old didn't prevent him from being direct and angry, he really didn't went well with the saying that wisdom come with age.

You're not selling a house you are simply searching personnel, why are you even in an estate agency? Said another voice

I'm renting a place, and you need to work for the place that's all, it simply means that in my opinion money don't do everything. I don't want another rich renting this place for staying here three weeks a year. Either you chose to maintain the place yourself like I ask or you just stop bothering me, I have other thing to do than talking to annoying people like yourself.

He heard the angry approaching him, well approaching the door.

He then saw a man whose body looks like one of a man in his forties whereas on his head you could clearly see his winkles and guess that he was over seventy.

The old man opened the door, she glanced at each other for a few second; the old man angry expression disappeared and a kind and soothing face appeared, the old man said with a smile:

Why are you here alone boy?

In your opinion why would I be In front of an estate agency? Yin Ling was a bit condescending but because he treated every human being as hypocrite, when he sees an abrupt change of behaviour he can't help but remember those hypocrite people and thus was naturally not in a good mood.

You are here to rent a house? Why are you alone, are you waiting for you parents? Can you even afford it? The old man expression didn't change a bit even after Yin Ling's answer, knowing that this particular agency generally rented big or luxurious house, and seeing Yin Ling's cloth whom a homeless people wouldn't year for simply wanted to help this young boy who lacked manner as well.

I'm going there alone, as for money I don't think it's your problem.

The old man was a bit surprised, he didn't expect this answer from the seemly lacking manner boy. He was clearly saying that he had enough money even though being dressed like that, and that he was going to buy it alone.

What are you searching for? The old man was quite a bit interested in the young boy in front of him. He examined the boy in front of him. The boy should be around twelve years old but totally overlooking him, like he was air; neither annoyed nor even distracted by him after their quick conversation.

He was feeling this way when arrogant rich passed by him and acted like they did not even see him, but here it was different, this aura came seems to come naturally, like Yin Ling really not only didn't care about his existence itself but his opinion as well which was typically the reason rich people acted like this: Some rich people acted this way to make other think that they were inferior to him. Yin Ling in the other hand looked like he wasn't acting like he was the only one on Earth but more like he was an existence independent from earth, like nothing could restrain him.

Are you an estate agent? Yin Ling simply asked, he, of course couldn't sense that his body was releasing a sort of aura; seeing the old man insisting in know why he was here, if he had enough money and asking what he was searching for, thought that maybe he misjudged him and that he could help him renting an apartment, after all he wouldn't forget why he was here.

Er… I'm not, but I…

Yin Ling after hearing that he wasn't an estate agent, or more simply that he wasn't useful to him in any way, walked towards the agency not taking care about the old man anymore.

When the old man who couldn't finish his sentence, observed Yin Ling ignoring him and was stunned, an thought that this young man really was special. But he couldn't really know anything about him, after all they were totally stranger and he really wasn't anywhere close to an estate agent.

He then thought that he was getting old being interested in a random boy and simply left.

Yin Ling entered the agency, saw an early middle age sited behind a wooden desk, and asked him if there were a calm house for a 2 years period renting nearly the Changting Hungshan middle School.

The person sited in the desk was surprised when he heard a voice, then even more surprised when he realised that a twelve years old child.

He was going to say that he wasn't an employee but then was a bit interested in this boy.

He then asked: How much can you pay each month for it?

Money isn't a problem as long as it costed its value. Yin Ling knew that saying it would make things easier, and knew roughly the maximum price of a renting house nearly.

The middle age was stunned, who is this boy to have this much money? A house near Changting Hungshan middle school given his age, it was clear that it was his first year in the school and that was the reason he was renting the house. But in a estate agency, who would say that money isn't a problem, and in top of that this was a poorly looking 12 years old boy.