Chapter 112 VR
next door.
Waking up in his chair, He Ziyan twisted his sore neck.
"VR glasses," he murmured to himself.
My gaze drifted to the bottom right corner of the screen: March 13th.
Luo Luo's birthday is getting closer and closer.
As if thinking of something, he curled the corners of his lips into a smile.
Luo Luo only came online after several days, which shows that Yan Zihe was becoming less and less attractive to her.
Victory is getting closer and closer.
He picked up the water glass on the corner of the table, took a sip, concentrated, raised his hand to type on the keyboard, and continued working.
The next day.
Vision was blurred, a vast expanse of white. A dark figure stood in the whiteness, its black hair hanging down, like a freshly cast ghost.
Startled, Jiang Luo jumped up: "Ah!"
Shi Yan was also startled, "Ah!"
Soon, He Ziyan knocked on the door from the outside: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Luo looked closely and saw it was Shi Yan. She laughed and replied, "It's nothing. I just woke up and my eyesight isn't very good. I just saw something wrong."
"It's good that you're alright," He Ziyan replied from outside the door. The footsteps faded into the distance.
Looking at Shi Yan again, Jiang Luo was leaning against the headboard, patting her chest in shock, "I thought I saw a ghost."
Shi Yan was both amused and exasperated. "I came to see if you were awake."
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she said excitedly, "To thank you for coming to keep me company, I'm treating you to dinner at my boss's favorite restaurant. I think you'll love it."
"Okay," Jiang Luo said softly.
“When I got up around 6 a.m., Mr. He was already frying eggs. He’s making you a loving breakfast right now.” Shi Yan gave a thumbs up and praised, “Your Mr. He is so self-disciplined. Get up and enjoy this loving breakfast.”
Jiang Luo sighed helplessly, "It's not my house..."
"It always will!" Shi Yan giggled. "Quick, quick, get up." She casually slapped Jiang Luo's blanket.
Jiang Luo stretched and got out of bed to wash up, while Shi Yan went to the dressing table to put on makeup.
After washing up, Shi Yan had finished most of her makeup. Jiang Luo watched from the side and asked, "Are you going home tonight?"
“If you all go back, then I have to go back too. It’s pretty boring living here alone. But going home is also just as boring, since I’ll be alone.”
Shi Yan traveled alone in the spring, a situation she shared with Jiang Luo.
The mutual understanding and sympathy among strangers in a foreign land stirred Jiang Luo's compassion, making her willing to offer more companionship.
She simply extended an invitation: "It's not convenient to stay here. Come home with me after dinner, and we'll come together again next week."
"Is it convenient?" Shi Yan's eyes lit up.
Jiang Luo nodded: "Of course!"
"Yay!" Shi Yan laughed like a child.
After finalizing her plans to go home, Jiang Luo changed into a comfortable long dress.
Even without makeup, her beauty remained undiminished; she was as fresh as a lotus emerging from clear water, making her seem less distant.
Wearing a hat casually is considered "fully armed".
"Do you need a mask? I have some in my bag, I'll get them for you later, they're really nice ones." Shi Yan turned to look at her.
Jiang Luo shook her head, "It's okay. I don't need to wear a mask."
Before, it was just her and He Ziyan, and she was worried that being photographed would be bad for He Ziyan. Now that the three of them are together, she has nothing to worry about.
"You're the most unpretentious celebrity I've ever met," Shi Yan said, continuing to apply lipstick in front of the mirror.
Jiang Luo straightened her clothes, buried her head, and said casually, "Strictly speaking, I'm not a star, just an ordinary actor."
With a "click," Shi Yan closed the lipstick cap and stood up. "That's true, I don't think I've ever seen you on variety shows before."
"As an actor, you need to maintain an air of mystery. Appearing on too many variety shows will damage the audience's sense of identification with the characters I play," Jiang Luo explained earnestly.
Holding her arm, Shi Yan lowered her voice: "So, you're forced into this situation by circumstances?"
Jiang Luo pursed her lips and nodded.
That's right, it's out of necessity.
In order to make a living, we are often forced to do things we don't want to do.
“But,” Jiang Luo lowered her eyes, “after coming here, I didn’t feel any pain from being forced. On the contrary, I’m very happy to get to know everyone.”
"Is it because I'm one of them?" Shi Yan asked with a grin, looking up at him.
Jiang Luo nodded.
She bumped into her and pouted, "Liar, it's clearly because of President He."
Jiang Luo sighed helplessly.
This level of gossip didn't make her uncomfortable; on the contrary, it brought her a little pleasure.
It seems that in other people's minds, she and He Ziyan are a destined couple.
This feeling of being widely recognized brought her joy.
The two chatted and laughed as they walked out of the bedroom.
He Ziyan was serving breakfast.
The moment Jiang Luo bumped into He Ziyan wearing an apron, she felt as if she were filming a movie.
A person who is considerate to the core, a friend who is always warm-hearted—isn't this a setup only found in movies?
It's so blissful that it feels somewhat unreal.
The sunlight grew brighter and brighter, climbing from the doorway all the way up to more than half of the sofa.
After breakfast, the three of them got into the car.
He Ziyan gentlemanly opened the back door.
Shi Yan got in first, followed closely by Jiang Luo. But just as Jiang Luo was about to step into the car, Shi Yan firmly refused, "No, no, no, you have to sit in the passenger seat!"
"Hmm?" Jiang Luo paused.
He Ziyan, standing by the door, understood what was going on. He carefully observed Luo Luo's reaction and just smiled slyly.
Shi Yan explained in a serious tone, "It takes more than an hour to drive there. What if President He falls asleep if you don't chat with him?"
Just what I wanted, He Ziyan curled up her lips and secretly made a note: I've made Shi Yan my friend.
Jiang Luo frowned and looked at the person who was secretly laughing.
Immediately suppressing his smile, He Ziyan's face was expressionless, his eyes innocent, as if to say: What are you looking at me for? It wasn't my idea.
"You're quite eloquent, so the task of keeping Mr. He company is assigned to you," Shi Yan said without changing her expression.
Jiang Luo: ?
"Bang!"
Taking advantage of Jiang Luo's momentary daze, Shi Yan slammed the car door shut without any hesitation.
The car doors were tightly shut, and Jiang Luo froze, still not having reacted.
Is this what friends are?
He Ziyan waved his hand. "Let's go."
"oh."
There was no other choice.
After helping Jiang Luo into the passenger seat, He Ziyan returned to the driver's seat.
"Let's go." He gripped the steering wheel and pressed the accelerator.
Shi Yan shouted excitedly from behind, "Let's go! Let's go! GO! GO! GO!"
Jiang Luo absentmindedly responded.
I took out my phone and glanced at it.
Xiao Lin must have known about the suspension of filming for the dating reality show, but he didn't give her any instructions or say he would come to pick her up.
Are you still angry?
After thinking for a moment, she sent a message to Xiaolin: "Xiaolin, the dating reality show is on hold. I stayed at the cabin last night and plan to go home tonight."
The reply was swift, but it consisted of only a cold, business-like question: "Do you need me to send a car to pick you up?"
After a pause, Jiang Luo replied, "No need. Let's go have dinner together, then I'll go back and take Shi Yan back to stay."
Xiao Lin: [Hmm.]
This reaction... probably means he's still angry.
Jiang Luo scrolled up to see the messages. The first one was an invitation from Brother Lin to chat with her.
After a moment's thought, she sent: 【Brother Lin, let's meet and talk tomorrow.】
Xiao Lin: [Okay.]
For Jiang Luo, Lin Heng was both an elder and a comrade-in-arms. She couldn't force herself to do this, but she also didn't want to hurt Brother Lin, putting her in a dilemma.
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