Pretty Beauty of the Eighties Compound

[Fictional Eighties + Animal Mind-Reading + Historical Era]

Lu Qiaoge transmigrated from an apocalypse riddled with natural disasters to the seventies. Just as she opened her eyes, she fell i...

Chapter 103: Representative Qin, is he going to pursue me?

Chapter 103: Representative Qin, is he going to pursue me?

Lu Qiaoge couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The serious Qin Hengzhi in front of him was completely different from his usual reserved and indifferent appearance, which showed a somewhat lovely contrast.

Qin Hengzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense shoulders also relaxed.

Although they are obviously acquaintances, at this moment it feels like we are meeting for the first time. This subtle feeling flowing between the two of them is hard to describe if you have not experienced it yourself.

"Give me the bike, wait a moment." Qin Hengzhi stretched out his hand, with an imperceptible tenderness in his voice.

The moment Lu Qiaoge let go of the handlebars, her fingertips inadvertently brushed across the back of his hand, like a feather gently passing by.

The air seemed to stagnate for a moment, and then there seemed to be no change.

In the carport, Qin Hengzhi carefully parked two bicycles side by side.

Cars of the same model and color stood side by side, shining with a similar luster in the sun.

His eyes lingered between the two cars, and suddenly an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart, as if something was quietly taking root and sprouting.

When he turned around, he saw Lu Qiaoge standing under a tree not far away waiting for him.

The mottled light and shadows shone on her through the gaps between the leaves, outlining a soft outline.

Even though it was already evening, the summer heat was still lingering, but Lu Qiage stood there, her hair fluttering in the wind, revealing an otherworldly aura.

Qin Hengzhi's eyes darkened slightly, and he quickly gathered his surging thoughts and walked towards her.

Although the summer heat makes people feel bored, if we really stand there chatting in the afterglow of the sunset, we will probably be regarded as two fools by passers-by.

"Let's go." He said softly, leading Lu Qiage towards the Red Star Hotel.

Although this state-owned restaurant maintains a simple style, it has also kept up with the times and set aside several elegant rooms on the second floor.

There are no fancy names, only simple numerical numbers.

Qin Hengzhi booked private room 201 in advance.

Pushing open the wooden door, a cool breeze hits you.

The private room is not big, but it is decorated very elegantly, with a plain white tablecloth, celadon tea set, and a pot of lush green asparagus fern by the window.

Unlike the Chunfeng Hotel, a century-old hotel with carved beams and painted buildings, the Red Star Hotel was newly built in the 1950s.

The military green wall skirting and the shiny marble floor are simple yet solemn.

Looking through the gauze window, colorful movie posters were posted on the concrete exterior wall of the cinema opposite. Further away, the towering chimneys of the factory were emitting wisps of white smoke, which intertwined with the gorgeous sunset in the sky, creating an orange-pink mist.

Qin Hengzhi considerately pulled out the rattan chair, and Lu Qiaoge sat down after thanking him softly.

This elegant room is open from north to south, and the screen windows keep the heat and mosquitoes out, leaving only the cool breeze passing through the hall.

In this hot summer, it is indeed a rare quiet place.

"We are in a hurry, so we prepared something simple." Qin Hengzhi said, pushing a cup of yellow astragalus tea in front of Lu Qiaoge. Before the fragrance of the tea had faded, the waiter came in with a large tray.

White porcelain plates were lined up on the table: sweet and sour spare ribs with an amber luster, hot and sour potato shreds dotted with bright red peppers, stir-fried tofu was so tender that it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it, and golden egg drops floated in the seaweed egg drop soup.

Although the arrangement is simple, they are all the signature dishes of the Red Star Hotel.

There are meat, vegetarian dishes, vegetables and soup.

Especially the plate of sweet and sour spare ribs, the orange-red sauce wrapped around the fat and lean ribs, glowing with an attractive sheen under the light.

The raw materials for this dish are in short supply nowadays, and ordinary people can't even order it.

Lu Qiaoge picked up a piece and took a light bite. The tender meat fell off the bones, and the sweet and sour sauce melted on the tip of his tongue. Accompanied by the distinct grains of white rice, it made people squint their eyes.

In this era, food is precious and cannot be wasted. Ordinary people even have to soak up the soup with steamed buns when eating, let alone such delicious dishes. There is no need to worry about leftovers.

Qin Hengzhi's eyes fell on the girl opposite him imperceptibly, and he suddenly realized that the progress of the two people was indeed faster than expected.

But opportunities don’t come by waiting, you have to actively strive for them.

Although Lu Qiage and Liang Aishu had been engaged, this had no effect on Lu Qiage.

No one introduced her to anyone and no one pursued her before. That was because she had just broken up with Liang Aishu and was devoted to her work, so she had no time to talk about marriage.

Qin Hengzhi couldn't help but think of the young workers and technicians who tried to please Master Lu. He put down his chopsticks and said in a gentle voice, "Do you like the food? Do you want anything else?"

Lu Qiaoge took a sip of seaweed soup, raised his head after hearing the words, and curved his eyebrows into a well-behaved arc: "No need, these are just right."

The air suddenly became quiet for a moment, Qin Hengzhi's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he suddenly laughed softly: "Next time if you want to eat something, I'll bring you here again."

His tone was gentle but held no room for rejection, as if he was afraid to hear any answer other than "yes".

Lu Qiaoge's eyes turned slightly and he stared at Qin Hengzhi for several times. Who said that he was as cold as ice and unkind?

Isn't this also very good at speaking?

Qin Hengzhi noticed Lu Qiaoge's scrutiny. His slender fingers unconsciously rubbed the edge of the teacup. He took a deep breath and suddenly became serious. "Actually, I have something to explain to you. It's about the time we went to the scrap workshop together last Saturday."

Lu Qiaoge was picking up a piece of tofu and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this.

Qin Hengzhi noticed Lu Qiaoge's surprise and said helplessly: "Do you think I'm the kind of person who would casually go alone with a young lesbian without any expression?"

Lu Qiaoge suddenly laughed out loud, with a sly arc at the end of his eyes. "According to what you said, from now on, whenever I walk on the street with a female comrade, I have to show some expression? Then won't Representative Qin be very busy?"

Qin Hengzhi was suddenly speechless, and the words he had prepared just now were all stuck in his throat. He looked at the smiling girl opposite him, and suddenly felt that the teacup in his hand was burning hot.

The corners of Qin Hengzhi's lips slightly raised, a rare smile appeared in his eyes, and his bony fingers gently stroked the teacup.

"Many people say you are eloquent," he said in a deep voice with a hint of pleasure, "I have learned a lesson from you today."

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the screen onto his face, casting a soft halo on his stern features.

After a few breaths, Qin Hengzhi said seriously: "But you are different from others."

"At that time, I thought..." His voice was very soft, but every word was clear: "This opportunity cannot be missed!"

Lu Qiaoge raised his eyelids slightly and said bluntly: "Representative Qin, are you going to pursue me?"

Qin Hengzhi's heart tightened, and after a moment of hesitation, he nodded solemnly: "You can understand it that way."

He suddenly raised his eyes and looked over at me with a burning gaze: "I wonder if Comrade Xiao Lu is willing to give me this opportunity?"

Lu Qiaoge smiled at him, and her peach blossom eyes curved into crescents!