Chapter 45
No matter what the two of them thought, the misunderstanding was covered up on the surface, and the two of them got along again naturally.
Su Qiong cleared the dishes and threw them into the sink. Just as she was turning on the water, the doorbell rang.
"Hello, I'm working on nucleic acid."
Su Qiong saw the familiar protective suit through the peephole, opened the door and said, "Okay, I'll go call someone."
The intervals between nucleic acid tests have been gradually extended in recent days, but the number of new cases has not increased. Su Qiong and Mu Yunting have discussed and estimated that the fastest time for unblocking will be half a month.
Mu Yunting and Su Qiong were properly stabbed in the throat and politely sent the medical staff away. Su Qiong waved and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
The nucleic acid tester was a sweet-voiced female medical worker, in high spirits, meeting such polite men and women at work. She chuckled a bit and said, "You two must be feeling suffocated. The lockdown is about to be lifted, so hold on a little longer." Before they could reply, the elevator doors slid shut evenly.
Su Qiong walked out of the door, holding an alcohol spray to disinfect. Mu Yunting touched his nose and stood still. After she finished spraying the corners carefully, she stood up and saw the door open. Mu Yunting was standing there. "What are you doing, dazed?"
Mu Yunting's erratic heartbeat calmed down a bit, and he felt a little lost. It seemed Su Qiong didn't care at all about the medical staff's misunderstanding. He raised his hand to comb his hair back and let out a sigh. "It's okay, I'll go back to work first." Then he turned and left under Su Qiong's gaze.
"It's over, it's over, I really feel something is wrong. Am I really too narcissistic?" Su Qiong banged her head on the ground in the projection room and punched the square pillow with her fists.
As the saying goes, one of the three greatest illusions in life: He likes me.
Su Qiong always scoffed at this, but she never expected that one day the boomerang would actually hit her.
That's right, she felt that Mu Yunting seemed to be very likely to be interested in her! But when she asked Su Qiong why she felt that way, she felt she couldn't answer.
Su Qiong's sensibility: Mu Yunting often looks at herself.
Su Qiong’s rationality: He must be in a daze!
Sentiment: Mu Yunting said before that he wanted to play games with me.
Rational: They say he didn't organize his words well in his reply! What if he just likes playing this game?
Sentiment: Mu Yunting often plays games and watches TV with you...Okay, let's assume he likes you. Then what if he becomes more talkative and actively seeks you out to chat?
Reason: It means we have become more familiar friends!
At this point, thoughts collided in his mind, and Su Qiong breathed a sigh of relief: It turns out that I was overthinking it!
She tidied up the sofa pillows and blankets that had been twisted all over the place by her crazy bumping, put the snack table and chairs in place, and curled up on the lazy sofa to choose a movie to watch with Mu Yunting tonight.
Su Qiong's tastes were diverse, while Mu Yunting's were less impressive. She didn't choose carefully, just picking out the ones with decent ratings, decent subject matter, and neither watery nor boring. After choosing, she stared blankly for a few seconds, then raised her hand to check the time on her phone.
6:49 PM
The movie was scheduled for 8:00 sharp, which was shortly after dinner time. Su Qiong swiped her fingers across the screen of her phone, watched a few videos, and then got bored. Seeing that there was still a lot of time, she stood up and decided to take a shower.
Mu Yunting has been feeling frustrated lately. On the one hand, he hopes Su Qiong will discover his feelings, but on the other, he's afraid she'll reject him if she finds out. He doesn't dare to be explicit and direct, because it would be awkward to stay under the same roof even if Feng Kong rejects him... But without being explicit, Su Qiong just treats him as an ordinary friend. Beyond getting to know each other better, there's no real progress.
During one afternoon tea, Mu Yunting indirectly asked Su Qiong about her views on love. Su Qiong's eyes were open and her tone was natural: "I hope for a relationship that is not mutually restrictive, but harmonious and mutually reinforcing. He won't be an obstacle to me, and I won't be an obstacle to him. We will be each other's motivation."
Mu Yunting agreed, nodding his head repeatedly as he listened. He believed that he was such a high-quality candidate and thought to himself that you were right. Before he could agree, he heard Su Qiong add, "But I don't plan to develop a romantic relationship right now. I still have to make a good living after resigning."
Thinking of this, Mu Yunting sighed softly and slowly cleared the browser search box. He repeated the words "those who are near the water will get the moon first" several times in his mind, then turned off the computer screen and left the study.
At this time, at exactly eight o'clock in the evening, Mu Yunting gently opened the door of the projection room.
Su Qiong sat cross-legged on the floor and browsed her phone.
Mu Yunting only took a glance, but he felt a sense of satisfaction in his chest—Su Qiong was waiting for him to watch a movie. He closed the door gently, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"No, it doesn't matter where you use your phone." Su Qiong patted the square pillow and leaned over to hook the remote control. "Then I press start?"
Mu Yunting nodded and leaned back on the lazy sofa. "Yeah."
The images of the movie changed in front of him, and the sounds passed through his ears. It was rare for Mu Yunting to be in a daze while watching a movie.
Perhaps this is how people with a secret crush are, feeling nervous and hesitant when approaching. Sometimes they reflect on their own strengths, and sometimes they wonder if she has some interest in them. Mu Yunting watched the man and woman kissing shyly in front of him, and quietly wondered in his heart, "Could it be that Su Qiong also likes me a little bit?"
The movie ended, the credits scrolling across the screen, without the two of them exchanging more than a few words. Su Qiong felt a certain naiveté about Mu Yunting liking her, while Mu Yunting hesitated, caught in the whirlpool of his own emotions.
"Let's clean up!" Su Qiong stretched, stood up and stomped his feet.
Mu Yunting looked at Su Qiong's natural expression and felt a little disappointed. She didn't talk to me much during the movie today, but she was still so naturally happy.
It wasn't until she returned to her room and fell into the soft bed that Su Qiong realized that Mu Yunting seemed a little depressed today. She opened WeChat and inexplicably found herself in Mu Yunting's circle of friends.
"Mu Yunting posted on WeChat Moments?" Su Qiong muttered, and clicked on the newly posted WeChat Moments in confusion.
It's a picture of the moon.
What? No copywriting?
Su Qiong was puzzled. She admired the not-so-clear moon and silently gave it a thumbs-up. She casually scrolled through Mu Yunting's social media feed, but there wasn't much to see. The only scenic photo of the moon was wedged between a photo of their bean sprouts and potatoes.
After browsing her phone for a while, Su Qiong turned on some music and hummed softly, her feet dangling in the air.
After finishing his work, Mu Yunting opened Su Qiong's circle of friends as usual. However, he saw a red dot on his own circle of friends. It turned out that Su Qiong liked his post. For a moment, he felt happy again.
Asked why he took this photo, why he posted it on WeChat Moments, he couldn't explain. Perhaps it was just like a woman's days every month. The secret crush on CEO Mu always had inexplicable mood swings. And the red thread connecting these mood swings was Su Qiong.
Mu Yunting ignored Chen Baichuan's question mark in the comment section and exited immediately. He clicked into Su Qiong's circle of friends and started scrolling from the date he had last noted.
Su Qiong's Moments were much more vibrant than his—referring to the newly categorized Moments. Before the pandemic, Mu Yunting had rarely checked Su Qiong's Moments, assuming he'd been lumped into the mostly unwatchable work section. Now, perhaps because he'd left his job and still had a good relationship with Su Qiong, there were many more Moments he hadn't previously checked. Perhaps the grouping had shifted.
He saw Su Qiong's recent graduation photo, holding flowers, a beaming smile punctuated by streamers. He saw Su Qiong's early morning classroom photos and her complaints about her terrible lecturer. He saw the sunrise video Su Qiong shared at 5:20, the image shaky.
Mu Yunting didn't notice the passage of time. It wasn't until his neck started to ache that he looked up and saw the clock. It was already midnight. He wrote down the date on his WeChat Moments, logged out, and headed to the bathroom.
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