Do you want to meet tomorrow?
The next day, Lin Yueqin slept contentedly until noon.
Since it was a holiday, of course she had to treat herself well. She got up and ordered her favorite cheese and grape drink and a plate of high-calorie fried chicken.
Fried chicken is a food that will make you feel sick if you eat too much, but the first bite is really satisfying. The outside is a golden crispy shell coated with cheese powder, and the inside is fat and juicy chicken nuggets.
She tied her hair into a big fluffy bun, put on her big round-framed black glasses, wore loose pajamas, folded her legs on the sofa, took out her tablet and started playing Lecture Room.
Then put on plastic gloves and enjoy the unique charm of "junk food". It must be bone-in fried chicken. The joy of deboning is unique.
The beautiful reporter is actually an ordinary "homebody" who only works at home.
After lunch and a quick wash, she went back to bed and fell into a deep sleep.
...at six in the evening,
Thinking of the high-calorie meal at noon, a small sense of guilt rose in her heart, and Lin Yueqin decisively decided to fast for the night. She subconsciously reached for her phone and decided to kill time by playing a few games.
"Timi!" - Wait, she suddenly remembered she had forgotten something.
She switched her phone to WeChat, and from morning to night, the chat history between her and Jiang Gao still stopped at "good night" last night.
She fell into deep thought. She had woken up late today and had forgotten to contact him, but why had Jiang Gao not... Did he return to Beijing today? Was he too tired from the long journey to send a message?
I casually opened Weibo again, and as soon as I refreshed it, I saw a video push from Moon’s super topic. The clipped content was a slice of the game he was broadcasting live.
He is broadcasting live!
Lin Yueqin opened the live broadcast room, and the data showed that he had been broadcasting for six hours - from noon to now.
The live broadcast screen only had the game screen, and he did not turn on the camera.
After watching for a while, many fans who had just entered the live broadcast room asked her the question that she was confused about, and the kind barrage teacher also helped to answer it:
The anchor is broadcasting live from the base.
The host hasn't eaten dinner yet.
Thinking that if her account entered the game, Jiang Gao would be notified and everyone would see it, she gave up the idea of playing the game.
She didn't focus on the live stream. She just placed the tablet on the coffee table, turned up the volume, and let the live stream fill the living room. Then she lay on the sofa and watched videos.
For a whole hour, he said nothing in the live broadcast room except for the game sound effects.
Lin Yueqin even suspected that he didn't even turn on the microphone.
He played another round without stopping, showing no sign of taking a break to eat.
Lin Yueqin frowned, picked up her phone with a puzzled expression, and pretended to know nothing and sent him a message: [Have you eaten?]
Jiang Gao, immersed in the game, did not reply to her.
A game is over,
Lin Yueqin sent another comment: "Teacher Jiang, what are you having for dinner?"
It was soon drowned out by the numerous barrages. The fact that there were no wild accounts with any titles or levels made her barrage even more inconspicuous. Even the barrage teacher was too lazy to answer that he hadn't eaten yet.
Jiang Gao quickly opened the next one. While waiting, he raised his head out of inertia and glanced at the screen.
As if noticing something, he froze for a moment and picked up his personal cell phone.
After a while, Lin Yueqin's WeChat rang, and she received a reply from Jiang Gao: "I haven't eaten yet, wait a minute."
Jiang Gao in front of the screen canceled the match.
The anchor who had been quiet in the live broadcast room all day said: "Thank you all for the gifts. I'm going to log off and eat."
Although reluctant, fans also expressed their understanding.
"Okay, okay!"
"Go eat, go eat! Thank you for your hard work, host!"
"Bye, anchor!"
"Will the anchor come back after dinner?"
"Go eat! Have a good meal!"
"Can the anchor come to the super chat and tell us what we ate?"
…
Seeing the caller Lin Yueqin, I was stunned for a moment, then I realized that the tablet's live broadcast was already playing advertisements.
Pick up the phone, "Hello"
"Have you eaten?" a low voice came from the other side.
"I ate a bit too much at noon, and didn't eat at night."
"Um."
"What about you? Why haven't you eaten yet so late?"
Jiang Gao was silent for two seconds before replying, "I was so engrossed in playing games...I forgot. I just ordered takeout."
"Yeah," Lin Yueqin expressed her understanding.
Suddenly, both of them fell silent.
"I thought you were going back to Beijing today." She suddenly said,
Jiang Gao lowered his head, his eyes darkened.
Lin Yueqin heard the other side's breathing become heavier, and then heard two slightly hoarse words, "Not yet."
"Then when are you going to..."
"What did you eat for lunch?" Jiang Gao interrupted her before she finished her question.
"Ah? Oh, I finally got two days off, and I ordered high-calorie fried chicken milk tea. It tasted delicious, but I regretted it after eating it. It was a bit of a crime." She said casually, with a hint of embarrassment in her tone.
A chuckle came from the other side, "Tomorrow."
"What tomorrow?"
"I'm going back to Beijing tomorrow."
After pausing for a second, he added hesitantly, "Um, do we want to meet tomorrow?" His voice was softer, with a hint of barely perceptible tension.
Lin Yueqin widened her eyes, shocked by the sudden question, and blurted out: "Tomorrow! Tomorrow? Are you sure? You're not going home?" Her tone was filled with surprise and disbelief.
"Yeah, sure." His voice sounded calm and a little firm.
"Okay." Lin Yueqin blinked, her heartbeat inexplicably accelerating.
Let’s meet if we want to.
"So what time is your flight tomorrow?"
"It's not decided yet. I'll tell you when I get there tomorrow."
Lin Yueqin had a question in her mind:?
"Oh, okay."
After ending the call, Lin Yueqin jumped up from the sofa and touched her face. Her mind was full of the greasy smell and high calorie content of the fried chicken at noon. She sighed in frustration. The food was so greasy! So high in calories!
I immediately found an aerobics video and projected it onto the big screen. I had to burn off the high fat I consumed today!
After Jiang Gao hung up the phone, he opened the ticket purchasing software.
There were still many tickets from Shanghai to Beijing, so he bought the 8 o'clock train.
At twelve o'clock in the evening,
Jiang Gao received a message on his phone: [You should go home first to put your luggage away. Should we meet in the afternoon or evening?]
[Forget it, you should pack up and send me a message tomorrow.]
Two overwhelming messages,
Putting down her phone, Lin Yueqin stood at the end of the bed, looked at the mess in front of her, shook her head, and began to pack up the clothes she had just rummaged through the drawers.
Jiang Gao in front of the screen raised his lips slightly and sent: [OK]
The smile on his lips hadn't completely faded, but a solemn look had already settled in his eyes. He fell into deep thought.
Late at night, the base members and staff have all gone home for vacation, and the hustle and bustle of the past is gone.
The huge base was deserted, and Jiang Gao stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the first floor.
It was dark outside the window, and hazy light was shining on the ground. It was hard to tell whether it was moonlight or streetlights. The glass window blocked the rustling of leaves outside, leaving only vague swaying shadows reflected on the window.
After standing there for a moment, Jiang Gao turned around, his gaze settling on the golden trophy in the glass case at the club's entrance. It replaced FD's former glory with a brand new splendor.
He stared for a long time, made a decision secretly, and went upstairs.
The next day, Lin Yueqin got up early and finished her breakfast in a sleepy state.
She ordered herself an iced American coffee, then sat down at the dressing table and began to carefully put on makeup in front of the mirror. Her sleepiness was gradually replaced by concentration.
Even though I did some exercise yesterday, my face was still a little swollen when I woke up this morning.
She finally chose a slimming black thin suit jacket, paired with an A-line long skirt that went below the knee. The drape was very good and outlined her figure perfectly, making her look slim and elegant.
Lin Yueqin wore simple black leather shoes and tied her hair into a high bun to prevent the overall outfit from appearing too serious or workplace-like. The bun really diluted the seriousness and exuded the vitality of a college student. She nodded to herself in the mirror with satisfaction.
There is no exaggerated eyeliner shadow, only a light eyeshadow color, but natural false eyelashes are still applied, and almost invisible colored contact lenses are worn, which makes the eyes look more moist and bright.
Simple yet not simplistic. The seemingly effortless outfit and makeup actually hide a lot of subtle tricks.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Gao sent her a message asking where she lived, and Lin Yueqin sent him the location of the community.
In less than an hour, Jiang Gao sent a message saying that he had arrived. Lin Yueqin was a little bit unbelievable. This is Beijing, how could he get here so soon?
So she asked him to wait downstairs for a while and she would come down immediately.
I looked at myself in the mirror and made sure my makeup was flawless, then went downstairs.
Jiang Gao did not wait downstairs in the apartment building, but leaned against a pillar not far away.
He was still dressed in black today, with a sports jacket with a hint of white stripes and matching sweatpants, looking like a complete sports outfit. He had one hand in his pocket, his head lowered, intently looking at his phone.
From a distance, the figure was tall and slender, a very "long" man. He lowered his head, his hair covering his eyebrows and eyes, revealing a cold and aloof feeling that kept strangers away. However, it was impossible to tell the emotion in his eyes.
Lin Yueqin, who was standing not far away, suddenly had an idea in the midst of the noise. She walked lightly and went around behind him.
"Hello handsome, can I have your WeChat?" She asked in a playful and tentative voice, standing behind him.
Jiang Gao paused when he heard that, put down his phone, and slowly turned around. His face looked a little heavy, and he glanced over with a somewhat distant look, but when his eyes met Lin Yueqin's, they suddenly froze, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.
The two stood face to face, very close to each other, their eyes meeting silently.
Lin Yueqin regretted it immediately after she finished speaking. This opening line was too bad, and it was a bit awkward. Her ears flushed slightly, and she gave him a faint smile, but her eyes sparkled.
Jiang Gao's Adam's apple rolled, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an awkward but real arc.
Although it was hidden well, Lin Yueqin still caught a hint of sadness from the moment he raised his eyes. Although it was quickly concealed by the smile at the corner of his mouth, this was different from his previous coldness and alienation, and it was a subtle melancholy.
Is he unhappy?
Are you too tired from rushing to catch up with the schedule?
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