Chapter 123 It doesn’t matter if you young people have good waists
His hand, gripping the coffee cup, paused in mid-air. It was a tender scene, yet a chill crawled along his fingers like the heatless thorns of an insect, reaching his heart.
"Qin Tian."
"Um?"
"You..." He hesitated, "Have you asked him about the gilded plate?"
"Not yet. I've been translating the inscription since yesterday and haven't had time to ask. I just saw him in the restoration room today. I plan to ask him tonight."
"oh."
She picked up her coffee cup and stood up: "I'm going back to the office first and getting ready to leave work."
He ran his hands through his hair and smiled.
"When you finish asking tonight, send me a message."
She asked suspiciously, "What are you doing? Didn't you go there together? He's the only one who knows. Don't you know?"
He threw away the empty coffee cup and walked her back to the office.
"This is yours, and you're the one who needs to figure it out." He stopped at the fork in the road, her figure reflected in his pupils. "Tell me the result tonight."
His phone flashed again. He flipped it over and took a look. Still, it wasn't Qin Tian. He must have done something stupid. Now wasn't the time to talk about grace. Or was he just making excuses? Knowing he was going to lose, he used grace as a cover.
He picked up his phone and sent a message.
"What are you doing?"
Qin Tian came back to her senses and remembered that Tang Zhixu was still waiting for her news.
"I'm home, asking about that. Is the Zhuang Xiangyan that Tong Zhongyuan mentioned going to the police station to transfer his household registration?"
"You have no relatives or friends, so who asked you to transfer your household registration?"
"This name is not common. Can we ask the police to check the ID number?"
"It's official now. When checking someone's privacy in the system, they have to leave their police number."
"A private investigator?"
"You've watched too many movies. Where in China can you find a private detective? Forget it, just forget it. Give me a week or two and I'll find one for you."
"I've noticed you know a lot of people from all walks of life."
"What are you talking about? You're throwing all these idioms at me. The people I know are all different kinds of people. I even know you. Who taught you?"
Qin Tian laughed out loud at the words and sent an emoji of himself falling to the ground with laughter. Tang Zhixu long-pressed it and saved it.
"Master. Are you ready for tomorrow? What time should I pick you up?"
"Oh right. Can we change it to next week? I have something urgent to do this weekend."
She felt a little sorry for standing him up so many times in a row. Next time, she would definitely celebrate for him properly, or maybe invite Song Suiyang and treat them to a Michelin restaurant.
The dialog box showed that the other party was typing... Then a long time passed, and still no message popped up. After a while, a short line of words appeared.
"What's that?"
She hesitated for a few seconds and replied, "Tong Zhongyuan has rented a house and is moving out of the hotel. He's here alone, so I'll go help him take care of it."
She waited and waited, but Tang Zhixu didn't reply. Even as she went to take a shower, she was still wondering, is he angry? He's not such a petty person. She wanted to send another message to warm things up, but she didn't know where to start. His reaction was a little strange, so strange that she didn't want to know the reason.
Tang Zhixu lay on the sofa with his back facing up, looking at the ceiling. Was it because he hadn't been in a relationship for too long that he couldn't see the truth clearly, or was he deceiving himself? The day he went to Luoyang, it was the first time he saw Qin Tian and Tong Zhongyuan together. She was polite, restrained, and cautious. She looked at his face from time to time, trying to please him in secret, like a little girl who had just graduated and had no confidence. Her demeanor towards Tong Zhongyuan was neither that of a childhood friend nor a colleague who kept social distance. He had seen her like this before, a long, long time ago. It was raining outside the window, and her quiet figure disappeared at the end of the corridor. An umbrella appeared on his desk; on Christmas Eve, she embarrassedly handed him a packaged apple, and whispered that someone had given her two movie tickets. She spoke softer and softer, until she stopped, silently looking at her toes, waiting for his answer.
He raised his arms to shield his face. He had seen her like this before.
The melodious sway of jazz, the faint scent of lavender. Tong Zhongyuan lazily lay on the bed, his arms resting on his head. It was a satisfying weekend morning. He opened his eyes and said to Qin Tian, who was standing by the bed, looking down at him, "This one's not bad. Why don't you try it?"
Qin Tian turned his face away. How could it turn out like this? Did she get up so early in the morning just to buy a mattress with him?
"No, whatever you think is good."
"Oh. I've tried so many beds I'm starting to feel a bit off."
The saleswoman smiled broadly. "This mattress has a firmness rating of 7, two degrees firmer than the previous one. It's good for protecting your lumbar spine. It's up to you."
Qin Tian thought to herself, "It only took half a year to buy such an expensive mattress. If it were her, she could even sleep on the sofa. Who said last time that you can sleep anywhere?" No matter which one, she should just pay the bill and leave.
The saleswoman had seen a lot of people. The young couple weren't here to get married, probably planning to live together, so the girl was a little embarrassed to try it out. But it was clearly the handsome guy who was paying, just waiting for his girlfriend to make a decision.
"Little girl, my mattresses all have independent springs. No matter how you turn over, it won't affect the person next to you. Try them out and see which one you like."
Qin Tian was choked by her. She had already said that it wasn't her who wanted to buy it! She had to emphasize it again.
"It's his turn to sleep, it's none of my business. As long as he feels good about it."
The salesperson nodded hurriedly and smiled, "Yes, yes, yes. That's right. Actually, they're all good, that's why I can't make up my mind. You can help your friend make a decision."
Qin Tian was completely speechless. The salesman's words and facial expression all said, "I understand, I understand everything." She looked at Tong Zhongyuan for help. However, Tong Zhongyuan had just turned over, his back to her, his hair trembling slightly.
Tong Zhongyuan folded his arms and laughed in silence, not daring to make a sound. If Qin Tian got embarrassed and got angry, it would backfire.
Under the salesperson's eager, expectant gaze, Qin Tian sighed, lay down on the bed, and gazed up at the advertisement on the ceiling. She closed her eyes and felt the support in her lower back. This mattress was truly comfortable. Her previous one had been a bit sagging after seven or eight years. Perhaps it was time for a replacement.
She took a deep, contented breath, letting out a long, lingering exhale. She had a feeling she'd fall asleep if she kept her eyes closed. She adjusted her sleeping position and reluctantly opened her eyes. Suddenly, a familiar face caught her eye. Qin Tian jumped. Tong Zhongyuan had turned over without her noticing, his face close at hand, gazing at her with a smile.
"Are you comfortable?"
His low, soft voice was like a feather brushing against her lips, subtle and ticklish.
Her eyes suddenly widened, her thick lashes opening like petals. Her amber pupils, layered and serene, resembled a cluster of brilliant fireworks. So beautiful.
He looked at her without blinking, his eyes penetrating hers. He spoke softly.
"It seems that turning over really won't affect the people next to you."
He didn't say anything, he was just objectively evaluating the mattress. But his voice was as soft as a whisper, and his eyes were like the vast sky, with bright stars and her in them.
Her mind went blank, and her breathing stopped. His gaze was like a quiet yet overwhelming gravity, pulling the escaping asteroid back into orbit.
"Little girl, how is it? Do you like it?" the sales lady asked with a smile.
She sat up, felt for her braid, untied it, and tied it up again.
"It's fine. Let's take it."
This mall is next to IKEA. Qin Tian walked along, checking the memo on his phone from time to time. She couldn't sleep yesterday, so she thought about the house he rented. The curtains need to be replaced, they are too old and don't block out the light. The tiles in the living room are ugly and cold, and she needs to buy some carpets to cover them. The sofa is a little sagging when you sit on it, but there is no way to change it, it is a bit expensive to replace the sofa, after all, it is only rented for half a year. There are too many things to improve, and it is too hasty to move in this weekend. She has to work hard on the soft furnishings.
Qin Tian paused periodically to touch the fabrics and flip through the tags. Tong Zhongyuan pushed the cart beside her, following her every step, his bony fingers brushing across curtains and carpets one by one. Hundreds of chandeliers hung high and low in the sky, like suns about to usher in dusk, warm and bright. She tilted her head back, gliding lightly through the scattered chandeliers, her figure appearing and disappearing. He followed her, parting the halo of light to capture a slender glimpse of her long, white neck, her furry hair.
She stopped, holding the full moon in her hands and looking back at him. Transparent fingers, a gentle smile.
"How about changing the light in the room to this one?"
He stood beside her. The warm scent of her myrrh permeated his breath. He reached out to touch the full moonlight, and his fingertips became as transparent as hers.
"I like it," he replied.
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