Qiu Jiahe poked her head out with a toothbrush in her mouth, foam in her mouth, and said excitedly, "That's great! Meili, you secretly booked the tickets without telling me!"

Zhao Mei swallowed a mouthful of soy milk and said, "If you really wait until you finish your exams to order the daylily, it will be cold. I happen to have a small house over there, so we don't need to book a hotel."

Qiu Jiahe retracted his head, quickly rinsed his mouth and washed his face, then rushed out with a towel. He picked up the buns on his table and started eating them impatiently, not forgetting to make jokes.

"I didn't expect that, Meili, you actually have wealth all over the world. I underestimated you."

Zhao Mei gave her a helpless look and said, "It just so happens that the only place we have a room abroad is in Florence. Isn't that a coincidence? Of course, I won't stop you from staying in a hotel if you want."

Qiu Jiahe chuckled: "How could that be? Of course we have to stay at my sister Meili's house. When are we leaving?"

"the day after tomorrow."

The answer came out like thunder, and it was so shocking that Qiu Jiahe almost dropped the half bun in his mouth.

After realizing what was happening, Qiu Jiahe hurriedly patted his chest, which was almost choking, and said incoherently: "What?!"

Zhao Mei nodded calmly and said, "Yes, so my dear, you'd better call your parents right now and ask them. If it doesn't work out, I can refund the ticket and get some money back."

At this time, Qiu Jiahe didn't have time to eat the remaining half of the bun. For a moment, the only thing in his mind was shock.

"No wonder you're pushing me so hard?! You're really pushing me too hard! The day after tomorrow is the last day of finals week!"

It was not surprising that Qiu Jiahe reacted so violently. Zhao Mei just started packing her luggage after eating and replied calmly.

"Of course. Flower City Fashion Week is only a few days away, and I have to rush back to celebrate the New Year. If I don't hurry, I'll miss out on everything."

In fact, although Zhao Mei appeared calm on the surface, she was extremely excited inside. Although her family was not short of money when she was a child, the family seldom had the chance to travel because her father was always busy.

It's rare to go out of the city, let alone go abroad? This is also part of the reason why Zhao Mei is so anxious to go out and play. She even got her visa done long ago, just waiting for today!

It just so happens that I don’t have the problem of language barrier, so I have to thank the system for this, otherwise I would have to use my money to find a translator to accompany me.

Although it's useful, it's a bit troublesome to have it with you 24 hours a day. If I bring Zhao Jing with me, I'll have to restrict myself in life, nagging about this and that. Although he doesn't stop me, I'll feel guilty when he looks at me with disapproval, okay? Anyway, he's not as good as me.

Zhao Mei appeared calm on the surface, but was actually brimming with joy inside as she packed her things happily.

On the other side, Qiu Jiahe calmed herself down and took out her cell phone to call her parents to ask about it. Although her parents didn't care much, they still had to explain to her since it had delayed her original travel plans.

After some communication, Qiu Jiahe used all the reasons, big and small, from wanting to go to Flower City Fashion Week because it would be very helpful to his fashion resources as an actor, to brand invitations.

This is how I convinced my parents that I should not go to Northern Europe with them to see the Northern Lights, but to go to Florence instead.

After a lot of talking, Qiu Jiahe put down his phone, drank a cup of soy milk in one breath, and then turned around to look at Zhao Mei.

You won’t know until you see it, and you’ll be shocked when you see it.

"Are you done cleaning up already?!"

Zhao Mei looked at Qiu Jiahe's dizzy expression and didn't quite understand. "We're leaving the day after tomorrow, isn't it normal to pack today? I booked a flight for this morning. Is your visa still valid?"

Qiu Jiahe finally put away his shocked expression after hearing the question and took a deep breath: "It can be used. I went there in the summer."

After saying that, he glanced at Zhao Mei and said, "I thought someone was so calm, but it turns out they're even more excited than me. Boy, wait for me to pack up, too. Actually, there's no need to bring a lot of things. Just take care of it and lighten your load."

This involved Zhao Mei's blind spot in knowledge: "How do you say that?"

Seeing Zhao Mei asking herself, Qiu Jiahe finally regained some confidence: "Based on my experience last time I went to the Aegean Sea and my mom bought a suitcase full of clothes, at least your suitcase of clothes is unnecessary. Besides, the climate in Florence is not cold, so there is really no need for you to bring a down jacket that takes up half a suitcase..."

Zhao Mei humbly asked for advice. While helping Qiu Jiahe pack, she also optimized her own suitcases. She successfully optimized from two 30-inch suitcases to one, which was a great improvement.

After the two of them finished packing, Qiu Jiahe suddenly remembered a crucial question and asked hurriedly, "Wait, I'm a little fooled by you. Going to the studio... just the two of us?"

Zhao Mei, who was desperately packing her suitcase, glanced at Qiu Jiahe and said, "Yeah, what else? If you want to take anything with you, that's fine. It's just that booking a plane ticket right now is going to be incredibly expensive..."

Seeing that Zhao Mei was actually thinking seriously, Qiu Jiahe interrupted hastily: "No, without a guide and an interpreter, how can we have fun? Relying on our mediocre English? Florence English is not very useful."

Zhao Mei understood: "Don't worry, I've already learned it. Just follow me and it'll be all right. As for the itinerary, I've asked my Zhao Jing to plan one. It's in our hands, don't worry."

Before Qiu Jiahe could question how Zhao Mei suddenly learned a language, Zhao Mei interrupted him with a question. He had no choice but to answer her question first and then put the matter out of his mind.

The two of them spent a whole day thinking about their luggage, and the next day they quickly bought some necessary items and sorted out their documents.

The next night after everything was packed, Zhao Mei, who was supposed to go to bed early to catch an early flight, was so excited that she couldn't sleep at all. She stayed up all night and watched a bunch of videos to share with Qiu Jiahe.

So when Qiu Jiahe was woken up by the energetic Zhao Mei, he looked at his chat app that was flooded with messages in a daze, his mind flying away.

"You really need to? You didn't sleep all night?!"

Zhao Mei smiled and said, "Look, I look pretty energetic. I don't even have any dark circles under my eyes. Don't worry, let's get ready. Zhao Jing is waiting for us at the school gate."

Qiu Jiahe stared at Zhao Mei's face seriously for a while, and indeed did not find even the slightest trace of dark circles, so he had to feel relieved and hurried to wash up.

Although they had gotten up two hours earlier to avoid missing their flight during the morning rush hour in the capital, it was still quite late when they arrived at the airport, with less than an hour left before the plane took off.

Fortunately, the first-class cabin had priority check-in and security check, which saved them a lot of time and allowed them to sit in the VIP lounge forty minutes before takeoff.

Qiu Jiahe held the ticket in his hand and said with a sigh, "First class on a direct international flight to Florence. What a waste, Meili."

Zhao Mei, who was currently choking on a popsicle from the lounge freezer, mumbled, "Come on, don't you think I know someone who always flies first class on long trips? I'm not short of money, and it's over ten hours. How could I let you down? Of course not."