Chapter 52 Welcome Home

After leaving the Moon Phase Studio, Luo Qinglin was lost in thought all the way in the car, thinking about Qu Man and Zhuang Yiqing, and about him and Jiang Yanyu.

The driver saw him staring out the window with a bad look on his face and thought he had hypoglycemia again.

Remembering Mr. Jiang's instructions, the driver hurriedly opened the storage box, took out a piece of white chocolate and handed it to Luo Qinglin.

When I got home, it was already dark.

Only the night light in the entrance hall was on, and the house was quiet and empty.

The evening breeze outside the building swirled as usual, making the floor-to-ceiling windows make a slight sound. The sparkling green lake water flashed from time to time, reflecting through the glass onto the floor.

For some reason, looking at this dark and empty house, Luo Qinglin felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness in his heart.

In the past, when he went home alone from get off work and returned to his small old house, he never felt lonely.

And now, he has only lived here for less than two months, but he looks forward to seeing Jiang Yanyu sitting on the sofa waiting for him every time he comes home from work.

But it was impossible for Jiang Yanyu to wait for him to get off work at home. After all, Jiang Yanyu himself was extremely busy and had been leaving home early and coming back late for several days.

Luo Qinglin smiled at himself, put on his slippers, and walked slowly towards the window.

The glass was icy cold. Luo Qinglin leaned his forehead against the window and looked quietly at the night view outside.

Normally, no one hangs around in the neighborhood. Now that the cicadas are gone and the swans have returned to their nests, the neighborhood is even quieter and deserted, with only the bright street lights illuminating the shadows of the trees.

Luo Qinglin blew a breath towards the window, and mist quickly formed on the glass.

He stretched out his right hand, slid his fingertips over the mist, and quickly drew a sunflower.

There is no air conditioning in the house, and the temperature difference between inside and outside is not that big. When the last stroke of the sunflower falls, the first stroke also begins to dissipate, like a mirage in the water.

Before the last few strokes dissipated, Luo Qinglin wiped away all the water mist and destroyed the temporary traces of the sunflower.

Thoughts are like winding hemp ropes, emptiness grabs both ends of the ropes and ties them into knots.

Love seems to be an elusive thing, like Schrödinger's cat. No one knows whether it will end well or badly.

He fell in love at first sight and plunged into the whirlpool of secret love.

But until today, he still seems to not understand what kind of person Jiang Yanyu is.

Is Jiang Yanyu really a frivolous and romantic person? Are you treating him seriously or in a playful way?

Will the ending of him and Jiang Yanyu be like the countless painful loves he has witnessed, ending with quarrels and stabbings, both sides suffering, and finally breaking up and becoming strangers?

He once had self-knowledge and felt that as long as he could have a relationship with Jiang Yanyu, it would be enough, no matter whether the outcome was good or bad.

But now, whenever he thought that Jiang Yanyu would get tired of him one day and hug someone else and say "Mon amour", he felt it difficult to breathe.

The more I think about it, the more anxious I become.

Luo Qinglin sighed and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Opening the chat page with Jiang Yanyu, Luo Qinglin typed a few lines. His finger hovered over the send key for a moment, then deleted all the words he had typed.

Buzz!

Just as he was about to turn off the screen of his phone, a call alert from Jiang Yanyu suddenly appeared on the screen.

Luo Qinglin quickly picked up the phone and put it to his ear, "Hello?"

"What do you want from me? Why hasn't the 'typing' message been sent to me for so long?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

"No, nothing, just asking how long you'll be back."

"Liar," Jiang Yanyu snorted and asked, "Did you have a good dinner today?"

"Yes..." Luo Qinglin wanted to lie, but when he thought of the promise he made in the desert, he said frankly, "No, I'll go eat in a while."

"Don't wait any longer, do it now."

The receiver emitted the ding of the elevator and the sound of footsteps.

Luo Qinglin turned around as if he had sensed something, his heart pounding along with the sound of footsteps beside his ears.

In a moment, when the footsteps stopped, the door at the entrance was unlocked at the same time and opened outwards with a creak.

A pair of shiny black leather shoes with silver tassels stepped into the room. Jiang Yanyu was wearing a long thin windbreaker and low-waisted cropped pants. She held a bag in her left hand and a bag full of food in her right hand.

Although she was dusty and looked tired, the vixen was still delicate and beautiful, attracting everyone's attention.

"I'm back, Luo Qinglin." Jiang Yanyu said with a smile.

Before I hung up the phone, Jiang Yanyu's voice sounded both far and near, like 3D surround sound lingering in my ears.

The emptiness was like the air held in a ball. It was gently pricked by Jiang Yanyu's smile, and then it merged into the air, dissipating and disappearing without a trace.

"Welcome home."

Luo Qinglin hung up the phone and walked towards where Jiang Yanyu was, saying in his heart - Mon amour.

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After dinner, it was already nine o'clock.

Jiang Yanyu went to the study to hold a video conference, and after Luo Qinglin put the lunch box into the trash can, he slumped on the sofa and watched the video.

"Manman likes to grow plants. The terrace at home is full of green radishes she grows."

“I like to grow succulents.”

"Manman doesn't like durian because she thinks it has a strong smell."

"I have a strong taste, and I like durian candy the most."

"Manman has obsessive-compulsive disorder. She can only feel at ease if she keeps the house tidy herself."

“I absolutely hate cleaning.”

Luo Qinglin kept adjusting the progress bar of the fan-made video and watched it repeatedly.

The title of the video edited by CP fans is [A real record of Mr. Zhuang being slapped in the face by a female goose]. The video was accompanied by a funny BGM, and the barrage was full of "Hahahaha", mocking Zhuang Yiqing for being slapped in the face.

Countless "ha"s filled the screen, but Luo Qinglin couldn't laugh.

In an interview two years ago, Qu Man would jokingly criticize the host and Zhuang Yiqing. In this year's video, Qu Man has returned to her daytime state, obedient, gentle, and absent-minded.

Luo Qinglin looked through all the videos of Qu Man from two or three years ago and now. She had changed so much that she seemed like a different person.

Qin Xiaoxi has already lurked in Qu Man’s fan group and deliberately asked, “Do you think that the girl is in a bad shape this year?” 】

In the screenshots sent, fans’ answers are:

[The goose girl has grown up, and of course she is not as carefree as before. 】

[Manman was ill this year, so it’s great that she was able to attend the event! 】

This state of peace and tranquility, where no one in the world questions it, is very strange. The more Luo Qinglin looks at it, the more he feels that Qu Man's fans are all controlled by Zhuang Yiqing.

Luo Qinglin thought for a moment and decided that he must fight for a chance to be alone with Qu Man tomorrow.

【Luo Qinglin: I will shoot Zhuang Yiqing’s cover tomorrow, you find a chance to be alone with Qu Man. 】

[Qin Xiaoxi: What about the agent named Zhang? 】

[Luo Qinglin: Ask Xiao Ruxuan to get him out of the way? Would you like to ask her for help? [guilty.jpg]】

[Qin Xiaoxi: Okay, okay, okay.] [Light a cigarette.jpg]】

"What do you want to tell me?"

Jiang Yanyu changed into pajamas, stretched lazily and walked out of the study.

"You finished the meeting so quickly?" Luo Qinglin asked.

"It's nothing serious, just talk about it casually. Who can stand a long speech?" Jiang Yanyu sat next to Luo Qinglin, took the tablet and said, "What important thing do you want to tell me?"

Luo Qinglin played the fan-made video and told him what he saw and heard today.

The more Jiang Yanyu listened, the tighter his brows furrowed, and he asked, "Is he a cannon king?"

Is this the point?

Isn’t the point that Qu Man might be subjected to PUA?

Luo Qinglin was speechless for a moment, and replied: "This needs to be confirmed. No media has reported it. It was Xiao Ruxuan who said it."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yanyu sighed heavily, rubbed his eyebrows with his hand, and looked extremely unhappy.

"What's wrong?" Luo Qinglin asked cautiously.

"The company has a project that requires cooperation with him." Jiang Yanyu replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yanyu took out his cell phone and immediately made a call, saying, "Go and investigate Zhuang Yiqing's private life for me. There must not be any loopholes."

Jiang Yanyu frowned, his tone was very serious, even a little angry, a look that Luo Qinglin had never seen before.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yanyu was still unhappy, and kept tapping the sofa with his index finger, getting louder and louder.

"If..." Luo Qinglin asked cautiously, "He is really the King of Cannons, what will you do?"

Jiang Yanyu was about to answer when Luo Qinglin's phone suddenly buzzed.

There was a call reminder from Qin Xiaoxi on the screen. Luo Qinglin said "Huh?" in confusion and answered the call.

"Hello? Xiaoxi?" Luo Qinglin asked.

"Qing, Qinglin." Qin Xiaoxi's voice was a little trembling, as if she was afraid of something.

Luo Qinglin's heart tightened, he stood up and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's not me," Qin Xiaoxi said in a trembling voice, "It's Qu Man. There's news online saying that she committed suicide by cutting her wrists!"

The author has something to say:

Luo Qinglin: Aren’t you hot wearing a windbreaker in the summer?

Jiang Yanyu: This is my style, ok?

Luo Qinglin: Don’t you like wearing a vest to show off your biceps?

Jiang Yanyu: Who am I wearing a vest for?