Ji Qingqian had told Lu Yibei about it.
She bought this laptop when she went to college.
Therefore, the earliest search records only go back to the end of August.
End of August.
"I'm going to meet someone I met online. What should I wear?"
—"What if netizens don't like me?"
It was her anxiety and unease before she met Lu Yibei.
But she never said it.
September.
— "What should I pay attention to when I'm a first girlfriend?"
What kind of flowers should I give my boyfriend?
"What gift should I bring for my boyfriend's grandparents when we visit his home?"
Lu Yibei confessed his feelings to her.
She agreed easily, but worked hard behind her boyfriend's back.
October.
— "How to get along well with my boyfriend's grandfather"
—Singing Pronunciation Tips
— "How to keep your mindset calm when you're on stage."
The first thing she did was that after coming to his house, she felt that her grandfather didn't like her, but she didn't want to bother her boyfriend, so she secretly checked on him.
What follows is the welcome party for new students.
She said she would help him win, but she never conveyed her own anxiety.
November.
—How to write a three-line love letter?
"My boyfriend is such a talented writer, am I not good enough for him?"
—"Isn't it low to express your feelings with a copied love poem?"
Oh…
Was it during the student council's three-line poem competition?
December.
"What should I do if the scarf is so hard to knit?"
"What other Christmas gifts can I give my boyfriend besides a scarf?"
"Scarves are so hard to knit."
"Scarves are so hard to knit!!"
The two did indeed meet less frequently around Christmas.
She was completely absorbed in knitting a scarf in her dormitory.
Then comes January.
— "How to concentrate on studying?"
—What should I be aware of when meeting my boyfriend's high school friends?
"What should I do if I fail a course and need to retake it?"
The closest to now.
The memory is also the clearest.
The search history, displayed in rows and boxes, appeared before my eyes.
She was calm, yet not uneasy.
What she didn't say, yet it truly exists.
What she expressed was courage, not because she was timid.
Instead, they swallowed their fear in private.
Lu Yibei couldn't help but smile, as if the girl's cool and aloof face was appearing on the screen.
Then, expressionless, she gave him a V sign.
"—Surprised?"
Lu Yibei gasped twice.
With these search records, memories came flooding back like a tidal wave.
It destroyed the dam that held back the tide.
He took a deep breath and leaned back until he was against the back of the chair.
Lu Yibei glanced at his phone.
He then opened a chat window with his girlfriend.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
Besides, Ms. Ji is still on the plane, so even if she sent it, she wouldn't be able to receive it in time.
He thought for a moment and could only say one thing.
Remember to message me when you get home.
Lu Yibei glanced to the side and could only see the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.
But on those white clouds, it seemed as if Ji Qingqian's aloof and peerless face was also there.
—No, that's too unlucky!!
Lu Yibei chuckled.
Sometimes the human brain is really strange.
It was just a brief farewell, but with the addition of memories and atmosphere, it somehow conjured up a melancholic melody in my mind.
He shook his head again.
Don't overthink it.
I should find something to do.
Lu Yibei opened Steam.
It's rare that Brother Shan isn't online—he probably stayed up all night and is sleeping.
This perfectly matches America's unusual daily routine.
The bamboo shoots are online, though.
— This shows that you are farming in Stardew Valley.
Lu Yibei thought for a moment.
I downloaded a voice chat software that they often use when playing games together in their dorm.
After loading the channel.
In their frequently used channels, besides "Sun'er", there was another ID that I had never seen before.
"Sunshine, Rainbow, Little White Horse".
Who is this?
That's hard to guess.
This voice channel doesn't have many restrictions; if you know the room number, you can join.
Lu Yibei plugged in his earphones and went inside with a snap.
—But just like when you break into someone's room, the door makes a sound.
When you join this channel, the software will also send two "dong dong" notifications to the other party.
Therefore, Lu Yibei's wish to secretly listen to the conversation failed.
Zhao Xun immediately sensed that someone had intruded into their private world.
"…who?"
"Your father."
"Get lost. Lao Bei, what are you doing here with nothing better to do?"
It was probably his identity as "father" that made Zhao Xun recognize him.
Faced with the mockery from his "daughter" who had given birth to children, Lu Yibei remained calm and said casually, "Farming with Xiao Ma, aren't you?"
"Yes, Senior Lu."
Compared to Zhao Xun, the unfilial daughter, Ma Jiaojiao, the "son-in-law," seemed much more friendly.
She spoke with a soft laugh.
"Is Qingqian on the plane?" Ma Jiaojiao asked.
“Mm,” Lu Yibei said.
“No wonder you’re so free and bored, Senior Lu,” Ma Jiaojiao said.
"Did I disturb you?" Lu Yibei asked.
“No way,” Ma Jiaojiao said.
"Then take me with you, I'll be your serf."
Lu Yibei said that before the other party could agree, he said to himself, "I'll turn on an accelerator first."
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