Chapter 99 You are the type of person that the good marriage wind wants to marry
Everyone thought Tong Zhongyuan was just going to the bathroom and would be back soon. But when the dinner was over, Tong Zhongyuan still hadn't returned. Song Suiyang received a message from him saying he had gone back because of something.
Qin Tian followed the group and walked slowly back to the Shanghai Museum. Tang Zhixu received a call and hurried back. As he left, Chen Yun supported Song Suiyang and said, "Are you blind? Tang is pursuing Qin, okay?"
Song Suiyang said disapprovingly: "You don't understand, they have always been like this."
Chen Yun sneered and was too lazy to talk to her.
Qin Tian was the last one to arrive, forcing herself to eat. If she stopped talking, she couldn't help but wonder when Tong Zhongyuan was leaving, and why he hadn't told her. Why did everyone else know but she didn't? Did he want to do the same as last time, saying goodbye to her on the last day and then getting on the plane? She had thought that after their trip to Niya, things had changed between them.
When she came to her senses, everyone else had disappeared and she was walking down the corridor leading to the appraisal team. At the end of the corridor, the person who had occupied her entire mind stood there, looking at her from afar.
She paused. If she was right, he was coming to say goodbye. She steadied her breath and continued walking toward him. Don't lose your composure, don't lose control.
She walked up to him and was about to ask him something when he spoke first.
"Have dinner with me tonight."
Qin Tian paused. Did he really want to say goodbye tonight?
"Is tomorrow okay? I have a date tonight."
"No," he refused flatly. "It has to be tonight."
She was stunned. This was the first time he spoke to her in such a tough tone.
"Is there something urgent?"
Seeing how reluctant she was, he felt more and more annoyed and his tone became more and more uncontrollable.
"Do you remember the promise you made on Mid-Autumn Festival night? You said you'd make it up to me when you get back to Shanghai, and I'd choose the time."
Qin Tian was speechless. She had said this before, but seeing him not commenting or caring at the time, she thought that this agreement did not need to be fulfilled at all. She did not expect that he would use it to control her now.
"Well..." She had no other choice, "Then I'll make another appointment with them."
"Okay. But not tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow. I need you for something."
Her eyes widened. "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? We're saying goodbye tonight, what else can we do after that?"
"What's the big deal?"
His face darkened. Would it take something drastic to make her give up her date with that guy?
"You said you wanted to eat, admire the moon, visit the lantern festival, and watch a performance. All of these things would take at least two or three days."
His memory was too good, but this excuse was too far-fetched. She couldn't possibly do that to Tang Zhixu. She had promised him first. She lowered her head and considered her words.
He could see she was unwilling, and although he was very unhappy, he had no choice but to find an excuse as a temporary solution. He changed his previous aggressive attitude and said softly, "Qin Tian, I don't have time. I have to go back next week. When I go back, you will have plenty of time to make appointments with others. Isn't it?"
She was speechless, and he hit the nail on the head. In her mind, the fact that he was going back was a huge deal. She looked up and asked him, "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll go make a reservation."
His eyes flashed and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.
"After work, accompany me to the supermarket."
Qin Tian apologized and told Tang Zhixu that she would make another appointment with him. In fact, Tang Zhixu was also called to Wang Qiqing's office in the afternoon. There were press releases and interviews, and he was also asked to go to Beijing on the weekend. The call for manuscripts for Jiade had ended, and Wang Qiqing specially said hello and asked Tang Zhixu to visit the terminal after delivering the manuscripts. But no matter how busy he was, he would not break his promise to Qin Tian. He asked Qin Tian why he had to change the date? Qin Tian didn't think much about it and told him the truth. He said that Tong Zhongyuan was leaving and asked her to have dinner with him.
Tang Zhixu didn't react. How could this be such a coincidence? It must be intentional. He said bluntly: "Let him change it to another day."
"Forget it. You're busy too. He'll be back next week. This is the last weekend."
It's here, it's time to go. It's a universal formula. Although Tang Zhixu was upset, he really didn't have the time to argue with him. He was anxious to confess because of the competitive pressure. Now that the guy was leaving, he might as well focus on finishing the task at hand before making any plans, so as not to make mistakes in a hurry. After all, this chance only came once.
Qin Tian hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, if Tang Zhixu hadn't insisted, she didn't want to date him on the weekend. Maybe it was her illusion that his attitude towards her had changed after he came back this time. At noon, in front of so many people, he had been whispering with her, acting very intimately. In fact, she had a vague feeling before he went to the United States. He repeatedly wanted to ask her out, but he didn't tell her what it was about. And what Deng Lao said last time, he must have mistaken her for Tang Zhixu's girlfriend. She didn't want to be self-indulgent, and she didn't want to fall in the same place twice, but Tang Zhixu, is he... interested in her? If so, what should she do? Keep a distance from him? Pay attention to her words and deeds? After so many years, she didn't want to be unable to even be friends.
In addition, Qin Tian also suspected that Tong Zhongyuan had heard her conversation with Tang Zhixu during lunch. Otherwise, why would he say that he would cook dinner in the evening? But she felt that even if he really heard it, it probably inspired him. The reason he gave was very sufficient. He said that he had been eating takeout for three months. Based on this sentence alone, she felt impeccable and even felt a little guilty. She should have thought of it earlier. If it is not an exaggeration to say that cooking ten meals for Tang Zhixu is not an exaggeration, then what Tong Zhongyuan did is worth thirty meals.
Tong Zhongyuan was walking in the supermarket's vegetable section, wearing a windbreaker. Qin Tian felt he shouldn't be there; he should be in the art gallery. He put a handful of asparagus in the shopping cart. She frowned and said, "I can't cook this."
"I can."
"What else will you burn?"
He stopped and looked at her: "What do you want to eat?"
She saw that he looked serious, not bluffing. She grabbed a bag of shrimp from the freezer and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. I'll do it. But my cooking isn't very good. Don't get your hopes up."
He took the bag of shrimp and put it back in the freezer, then took out another box and threw it in.
"Those kinds of shrimp have a woody texture, but this kind is more springy."
Qin Tian was certain he really could. It wasn't surprising, as he looked like someone who could take good care of himself. Unlike Tang Zhixu, who didn't even know to weigh tomatoes.
When Tong Zhongyuan brought the asparagus bacon rolls, mushroom soup, and shrimp in tomato sauce to the table, she realized how hard he had been working for the past three months. He had special skills but was trapped in the hotel and couldn't use them. She had originally planned to make stir-fried shrimps, but Tong Zhongyuan saw that she had picked the shrimp threads into pieces, so he simply took over. He said that this kind of large shrimp would not easily absorb the flavor when stir-fried, and the texture was not smooth. She nodded frequently, and in the end he made the shrimp in tomato sauce. She only steamed a fish and stir-fried some vegetables. She had bought her oven five years ago, and she had only baked sweet potatoes with it. Today was the official opening.
She obviously didn't feel hungry after eating too much at noon, but he still made her appetite worse. She ate three bacon rolls and sighed sincerely: "Tong Zhongyuan, I didn't expect you to be so easy to marry."
He didn't eat much of the food he cooked, only the fish and vegetables she cooked. Without even looking up, he said indifferently, "What did you think it was?"
"It's hard to marry the wind."
His chopsticks stopped moving and he looked up: "Why? Am I difficult to get along with?"
Qin Tian was just talking nonsense originally, but seeing that he took it seriously, he had to continue to lie.
"It's not that difficult to get along with, but it's not easy to get along with either."
He put down his chopsticks and looked at her.
"You thought so before, right? What do you think now?"
"Now? Didn't I say it was okay to marry Feng?"
Today's date was a spur-of-the-moment decision and was not in his original plan. He didn't know if it was appropriate to tell her everything now. Before this, he was confident. He could feel that Qin Tian liked him, but he didn't know the extent of her love. Was she like him, determined to be together despite all difficulties, or was she in love but needed him to take a few more steps to fight for her. Until this lunch, his confidence was shattered. She knew he was leaving but she was still chatting and laughing with Tang Zhixu. He overestimated himself. In Qin Tian's heart, his status would not be higher than Tang Zhixu. The reason why she and Tang Zhixu had not been together so far was that they were too familiar with each other, so familiar that this balance could not be broken. However, it was his appearance that began to shake their balance and was about to be broken. If he couldn't get Qin Tian to promise to wait for him before he went back, he would never have another chance.
"Then do you know how I think of you?"
"What do you think?"
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Qin Tian, with a large shrimp in his mouth, had forgotten to chew it and stared at him blankly. Did she hear correctly? Or did she misunderstand?
His face began to heat up as he said this. He'd never said anything so flirtatious before; in his past, he'd always been able to pick up on the signals someone was sending from a single glance. He couldn't be mistaken, nor could he misunderstand. Adult love was efficient and unambiguous. Under her gaze, he almost wanted to flee again, but now wasn't the time to hide. He had no chance of hiding any longer. He gritted his teeth, lowered his head to eat the fish she'd cooked, and let his face flush.
Qin Tian saw his fair neck also turn red. The last time he saw him blush was at the Da Hu family in London.
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