“I told you we need to go to bed early tonight, we have to catch a plane early tomorrow morning.”

Chen Lu suppressed a laugh and shrugged. "Why do you think I booked a hotel so close to the airport?"

Liang Zhirou didn't react for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Where are we going...?"

"Didn't you say Lin Miaomiao was on her way to climb Mount Tai? Let's go too, and while we're at it, we can bring her back to work overtime."

Chen Lu raised the corners of his mouth in a smug smile.

While helping this silly guy fulfill his wish, I can also catch the guy who skipped work to go on vacation and bring him back – killing two birds with one stone.

What defines a modern Gen Z boss? *tactical lean back*

Liang Zhirou's gaze was somewhat dazed as she recalled the plane she had just seen that had taken off not long ago.

I've been scammed again.

This person clearly told her to treat it as a dream, but no sooner had she said that than Chen Lu bought the plane tickets.

"Canceling or changing flight tickets will waste a lot of money," Chen Lu reminded him with a smile.

Liang Zhirou instinctively said, "But I still have to go to class..."

“I’ve always remembered your schedule. Today is Wednesday. You have no classes all day Thursday, and if you have a class on Friday, it’s in the afternoon. We can definitely make it back. It’s just a matter of time… If you can’t make it back, just ask for leave. It’s only one class anyway.”

When Chen Lu was still in school, he discovered that Liang Zhirou knew his class schedule perfectly, and since then he has developed the habit of glancing at this silly class schedule from time to time.

It can only be said that the bullet that this silly girl accidentally fired a year ago has finally hit her right between the eyebrows.

He knew very well that there was no point in traveling if you always had to rush.

But there will be plenty of time in the future to take Liang Zhirou out to play.

This time, he wanted Liang Zhirou to know that many things, if done directly, are not actually that far out of reach.

It doesn't need to be a dream.

Humans are always good at imagining all sorts of difficulties to hinder themselves, repeatedly getting caught up in unnecessary internal conflicts.

Until they completely lose interest or courage to take a step.

This silly guy would never have imagined that buying plane tickets in advance could be cheaper than buying high-speed rail tickets.

What I never imagined was that such a seemingly long distance could be covered by a two-hour flight, and with a little more efficiency, I could be back the next day.

The world is certainly vast, but in the eyes of humankind today, it is also very small.

"There aren't even any spare clothes," Liang Zhirou muttered under her breath again, thinking to herself that Chen Lu really did things on a whim, how could he just buy tickets like that?

“Who said there isn’t one?” Chen Lu patted the backpack he had just placed by the bed. “Have you ever seen a decent person carrying a bag when they go to a hotel room?”

Don't worry about Duoduo. We're only going away for a day or two, and there's still enough cat food in the automatic feeder.

"......"

Liang Zhirou didn't want to talk. She had been wondering why Chen Lu was carrying a bag in the elevator, but she was too embarrassed to ask.

Well, I didn't dare ask, what if it was some weird or strange thing?

Now she understood everything.

It's that familiar feeling again.

Ever since she met Chen Lu, she has been completely fooled like this countless times.

You never know how many traps someone who seems harmless on the surface might be secretly setting up.

She thought for a long time but couldn't think of anything else to worry about, and just stammered unconsciously.

"Have you noticed? Actually, many of your concerns are just things you've imposed on yourself," Chen Lu said softly.

Liang Zhirou was speechless for a moment. She turned back to face the French window, looked at her reflection in the glass, and slowly placed her right hand on it.

From the 30th floor, the surrounding night view is breathtaking.

Everywhere were dazzling neon lights, some shooting straight into the sky, yet they still couldn't pierce the peaceful night.

She was instantly captivated.

Just a moment ago I was flustered and confused, but now seeing this scene, I feel unusually calm.

Without that impulsive decision in the evening, she might never have seen such scenery in her life, let alone experienced such a novel thing with Chen Lu.

If she had missed Chen Lu's nervous and slightly stuttering demeanor at the front desk, she would have regretted it for the rest of her life.

A moment later, the girl's lips curled up slightly, and she said in an extremely soft voice, "I was probably just a little too impulsive when I came to the hotel."

Chen Lu was lying on his back on the bed when the girl's soft, delicate body pounced on him.

She pressed her whole body against him, her forehead against his cheek, rubbing against him like a cat.

Why are you so good to me?

"Because I like you."

“You say the same thing every time I ask you…” Liang Zhirou was clearly annoyed by the repetitive answer.

Chen Lu remained noncommittal, only asking in return, "Then why are you so good to me?"

"Because I..."

The girl paused halfway through her sentence, as if she could only give the same answer as Chen Lu.

Chen Lu picked up his phone and glanced at the time; it was already past 8 p.m. "I'm so hungry. There's a menu on the table. Take a look and see what you want to eat. We'll call the hotel staff to bring it up."

"It must cost a lot of money..."

"Since we're already here..."

All I can say is that a river-view room is a river-view room after all; Chen Lu felt that even the cola he drank at the dining table tasted better than what was sold in the supermarket.

After finishing the meal.

After admiring the night view outside, Liang Zhirou stretched and yawned with her arms crossed. "I'm going to take a shower."

Chen Luren, who was standing to the side, was stunned. He thought to himself that good flexibility really makes a difference; even a simple stretch could be so wide.

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