Shen Qingyue: “…………”
He raised his hand and slapped his mouth several times.
Damn! I should have known not to tell you that I ate in my room!
He pinched his brows tiredly and said in a deep voice, "It seems that you must have this meal with me today, right?"
"Yes," Liu Siwen replied immediately, "Brother Qingyue, I want to see you. I must have a meal with you."
"...Okay," Shen Qingyue said dejectedly, "Tell me the address, I'll come find you when I'm done."
Liu Siwen suddenly became happy and told him the name of a restaurant, and then Shen Qingyue hung up the phone.
He couldn't let Liu Siwen really come to the hotel to find him. After all, he didn't know what Liu Siwen's purpose was in meeting him this time.
Shen Qingyue couldn't let it happen even if there was the slightest possibility that Lu Jiayang would misunderstand.
Since Liu Siwen insisted on seeing him, he might as well go to the appointment and make things clear. It would be best if he could avoid future troubles.
If not, at least he could be prepared.
Sigh...it's really a headache.
Shen Qingyue rubbed his temples and got up to change his clothes. He was not very happy at first, and when he thought about not being able to have dinner with the children and Xiaobao in the evening, he became even sadder.
So much so that he was always depressed when talking to Lu Jiayang.
"It's okay, Brother Qingyue, you go ahead," Lu Jiayang consoled him. "Your friend came all the way here to see you, so there must be something important. I'll talk to my second brother and the others, they won't mind."
"Well," Shen Qingyue lowered his eyebrows, "I'll try to finish as soon as possible, and then I'll come to find you."
"Okay," Lu Jiayang said, "Don't force yourself. It doesn't matter whether you come or not. Xiaobao and the others will be here for a few days anyway, so there will be plenty of opportunities to eat together."
Shen Qingyue hummed again and nothing else happened.
The more Lu Jiayang looked at him, the more he felt something was wrong, so he cautiously asked, "Brother Qingyue, are you in a bad mood?"
"Well, a little bit," Shen Qingyue whispered.
"Is it... you don't want to have dinner with your friend?" Lu Jiayang asked again.
Shen Qingyue looked at him with complicated eyes, but this time she didn't give an answer. Instead, she murmured in a hoarse voice: "Jiayang, can I hug you?"
Lu Jiayang was stunned for a moment, then opened his arms: "Of course, didn't we always hug each other like this to encourage each other when we were frustrated before?"
Shen Qingyue hugged him gently, with a wry smile on his face: "...Yes"
But encouragement and such were just excuses, he just wanted to be hugged.
When you are sad or lost, as long as you can hold the person in your arms, it feels like the scattered emotions finally have a home.
Shen Qingyue was a little reluctant to let go.
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