A little while later.
A small electric scooter for one person slowly drove by.
The driver was a young girl, wearing a white, half-covered round helmet with a decorative pair of goggles on top.
She was wearing a pair of glasses with transparent frames, and the frames were quite large.
Her face was a bit round, and she had fair skin.
She should be younger than Ji Qingqian.
The first impression this girl gives is that she is very quiet—unlike Ji Qingqian, although she is also quiet, she is cold.
This young girl, on the other hand, gives off a gentle, delicate feeling, like a willow branch.
Ji Qingqian's gaze swept over her and saw that there were two boxes of mooncakes in the basket of her small electric scooter.
They must have come here as guests to give gifts.
As Ji Qingqian gazed at the girl, the girl was also looking at her.
The girl paused slightly, as if surprised by how beautiful the older woman was.
This little electric vehicle passed by my house.
Ji Qingqian withdrew her gaze, wanting to check on how Abei was doing…
Immediately afterwards, the little electric scooter turned around and hurriedly drove back.
The girl parked her car in front of Lu Yibei's house, looked up at the house number posted on the door, and then looked at Ji Qingqian, who was turning around and around again, with a puzzled expression.
The girl's eyes trembled. The door number and the entrance were familiar, but she was unusually insecure.
"...Um, excuse me, this should be Grandpa Lu Ming's house, right?"
Ji Qingqian was equally baffled as to what the girl was up to, but upon hearing the surname "Grandpa Lu," she called out clearly:
"Abei, someone asked if this is Lu Ming's grandpa's house."
Fun fact: Qingqian didn't actually know her grandparents' full names.
"yes."
Lu Yibei peeked out of the restaurant, first seeing Ji Qingqian, then the girl with the helmet and round face, and he was taken aback:
"A tranquilizer? What are you doing here?"
The girl felt a slight sense of relief upon seeing Lu Yibei, realizing she hadn't made a mistake:
"For the Mid-Autumn Festival, we give mooncakes."
The girl named Chen Jingyi looked at Ji Qingqian again... But who is she?
Standing at the door of Lu Ming's grandfather's house, she almost apologized.
I thought this was someone else's house, and I even drove past it...
"Oh, Ning even came to deliver mooncakes in person?" Lu Yibei came out rubbing the water stains off his hands.
“Otherwise, why don’t I deliver it every year?” Shen Jingyi said.
"I send you this every year and you still don't recognize my house? Have you lost your memory?" Lu Yibei rolled her eyes and said, "That's outrageous."
"...Hello... I am."
Chen Jingyi hesitated, unable to speak. She held back for a moment, first greeting Ji Qingqian, who had given her the "wrong guidance," before asking Lu Yibei, "Brother, is this your classmate?"
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