Extra Chapter: Xie Qingtang: I'm Nostalgic
Zhang Qin finished packing her luggage and her gaze fell once again on the box at her feet.
Inside were the things she wanted to return to Xie Qingtang.
With Xie Qingtang absent, Huo Huaisui unwilling to help, and Lu Fengqing most likely unwilling to help as well, the only people she was familiar with were the two of them; there was simply no one else she could find.
Zhang Qin sighed, thinking that she might as well just leave it at the guardhouse and let the security guard there wait for Xie Qingtang to come back before giving it to him, since it wasn't anything particularly valuable.
The more Zhang Qin thought about it, the more she felt this method was appropriate, so she picked up the box and walked towards the door.
Once she returns the items, she can go abroad to travel without any worries.
First, go to a few places you haven't been before and wander around. If you find a place you like, you can stay there for a while.
It would be even better if I could meet someone I like in a place I like.
Marriage isn't a must; dating is fine too.
She's thirty years old and has never been in a relationship; she feels ashamed to admit it.
Zhang Qin changed her shoes and opened the door, and saw a familiar figure standing at the elevator entrance. Her eyes lit up immediately.
"Xie Qingtang!" Zhang Qin walked over in a few steps, carrying the box.
Xie Qingtang turned around, her gaze sweeping over the box Zhang Qin was holding, and asked softly, "Is something the matter?"
Zhang Qin handed him the box, saying, "Here you go."
Xie Qingtang looked puzzled.
Zhang Qin said, "Clothes."
Xie Qingtang didn't take it. "Bring it to me later."
Zhang Qin: "Why?"
Xie Qingtang gave a helpless look. "I forgot my keys when I came back."
"..." I never expected Professor Xie to be so forgetful.
Zhang Qin hesitated for a moment, "Then should I put it in the guardhouse?"
Xie Qingtang: "Hmm?"
Zhang Qin pursed her lips. "I'm going on a long trip tomorrow morning."
Xie Qingtang paused, then asked, "When are you coming back?"
"I don't know," Zhang Qin said softly.
Xie Qingtang did not ask any further questions.
There was silence for a moment.
Perhaps it was because the corridor was too quiet that Zhang Qin felt a little uneasy.
This has never happened before.
Zhang Qin was lively, bold, and thick-skinned. She had no sense of propriety and dared to say anything. During the time she was pursuing Xie Qingtang, perhaps only Xie Qingtang felt uncomfortable. Zhang Qin never felt that way and even felt good about herself.
As time passed, Zhang Qin learned to be silent and restrained, and she lost her former recklessness.
People do change, as expected.
The elevator doors opened, and Xie Qingtang went in first, followed by Zhang Qin carrying a box.
Press the floor button, the elevator doors close, and it slowly descends.
As they approached the first floor, Xie Qingtang asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"
Zhang Qin was taken aback for a moment, then said, "No."
Xie Qingtang: "Together?"
Zhang Qin didn't know why Xie Qingtang suddenly wanted to invite her to dinner. By the time she came to her senses, he was already sitting in the passenger seat with the box in his arms.
A sense of familiarity washed over her, and Zhang Qin paused, "This car..."
Back when she was pursuing Xie Qingtang, she often found excuses to hitch a ride, so this car was practically an "old acquaintance" of hers.
The car wasn't a luxury car, just an ordinary car worth around 200,000 yuan. Xie Qingtang had mentioned before that the car originally belonged to his father. His father bought a new car but couldn't bear to sell the old one, so he kept it. When Xie Qingtang took it, the car was already quite old, and he was surprised that so many years had passed and he still hadn't replaced it.
However, it suits Xie Qingtang's personality. Driving a luxury car in and out of the school would easily attract attention, and Xie Qingtang doesn't like to be in the spotlight, so this beat-up car couldn't be more low-key.
Hsieh Ching-tang: "It can still be opened."
Zhang Qin snapped out of her daze and smiled, "Professor Xie is quite frugal."
“It’s not about being frugal,” Xie Qingtang glanced at her. “I’m sentimental.”
Zhang Qin nodded, thinking to herself that even wearing custom-made loungewear was indeed not economical.
Zhang Qin glanced at the receding scenery outside the window. "Where to?"
Hsieh Ching-tang: "Go get the keys first."
The car stopped in front of a building, and a man who had been waiting at the door jogged over. "Qingtang, here are your keys."
"Thanks." Xie Qingtang took the keys.
The man was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of Zhang Qin sitting in the passenger seat. He paused, "Oh, Miss Zhang?"
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