The next day, Bi Qiaoan slept in late again, got up at nine in the morning, washed up, went shopping, and had a big lunch with her roommates at noon.
In the afternoon, Song Wenwen went to the library to continue working on her graduation thesis. Chen Jin had an appointment; she was supposedly going to see a movie with a handsome guy from another university. Jiang Shanshan went to a small job fair in the suburbs.
Everything was just like in the previous life, except that Bi Qiaoan was the only one left in the dormitory.
Bi Qiaoan turned on her computer and clicked to play a classic film. The movie, which had a rating of 9.0, couldn't completely capture Bi Qiaoan's attention. She couldn't help herself and kept glancing at her phone next to the screen.
After the movie ended, Bi Qiaoan glanced at the time in the lower right corner. It was 5:30. Bi Qiaoan turned off her computer and started washing up.
Wait, wait for Xiao Fei's call, wait for an ending, or rather, a possible truth.
At 5:45, my phone rang.
Upon picking it up, she saw that it was indeed Xiao Fei, and Bi Qiaoan couldn't quite describe her feelings.
"Qiao An, are you in the dorm? I'm downstairs, could you come down for me?"
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll be right down."
Bi Qiaoan took a deep breath to calm herself, put on her coat and shoes, put on her keys, closed the door, and went downstairs.
Bi Qiaoan walked slowly. She was a little afraid of seeing the same scene as in her previous life. She didn't want to be entangled with Xiao Fei and Chen Jin anymore. In this new life, Bi Qiaoan only wanted to live a peaceful life.
Just like in his previous life, Xiao Fei was bathed in the sunset. The golden sunlight gave him a gentle aura, attracting passersby.
Bi Qiaoan looked at Xiao Fei in front of her. Just like in her past life, he was holding red roses in his hands, and there was a gift bag at his feet. Bi Qiaoan knew that there was a white chiffon dress inside. It was very beautiful and looked ethereal.
Some things cannot be avoided, and what needs to be resolved must be resolved. Bi Qiaoan took a deep breath, stepped forward, and asked, "Xiao Fei, is there something you need?"
"Well, I just called Chen Jin, wanting to surprise her with a confession, but she wasn't here. The flowers can't stay overnight, so I'd like to ask you to help me deliver them to her." Xiao Fei scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and handed the flowers and gift bag to Bi Qiaoan.
Bi Qiaoan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then breathed a sigh of relief. The scene was exactly the same, but the confession was completely different.
“It doesn’t seem appropriate for me to take it. What kind of gift for a confession goes through another girl’s hands? Chen Jin didn’t say when she would be back. Even if it’s a little later, you could give it to her yourself.” Bi Qiaoan didn’t take it, waving her hands to indicate that it was inconvenient for her to help.
Bi Qiaoan felt very awkward, as this felt like a confession scene. If she accepted the gift, things would get complicated, and who knew what rumors would spread tomorrow? Chen Jin would definitely cause trouble afterward.
"Qiao An, Chen Jin said she might not be back tonight. I've spoken to Chen Jin, and she agreed to ask for your help." Xiao Fei knew that only Bi Qiao An was in Chen Jin's dorm today, so he could only try to persuade Bi Qiao An to help.
"Qiao An..." Bi Qiao An was feeling embarrassed when she heard a heavenly voice.
It was the voice of someone I hadn't seen for years, the voice I heard on my deathbed in a past life, the voice that pulled me out of my predicament...
Bi Qiaoan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a familiar figure standing a hundred meters away, pulling a black suitcase in each hand. The man was backlit, so his face was not clearly visible, but it could be seen that he was about 185 cm tall. His long black wool coat made him look tall and slender. He walked slowly forward, wearing black trousers and black leather shoes, just like the person in her memory who always wore black.
Step by step forward, Bi Qiaoan felt her eyes were out of control, tears falling one by one, and she could no longer hold back as she ran towards the person who had come.
The moment Bi Qiaoan ran over, Shen Yanming opened his arms and hugged her tightly. She was warm and soft, and at that moment, Shen Yanming felt that God had been kind to him.
"Brother Yanming, Brother Yanming, I miss you so much..." Bi Qiaoan threw herself into Shen Yanming's arms and cried, her snot and tears sticking all over Shen Yanming's coat.
Shen Yanming didn't mind at all. He reached out and wiped away the tears from Bi Qiaoan's eyes, gently comforting her, "Look, it's been years since we last saw our little princess. She's still not grown up. She's turned into a clown as soon as we meet. Hurry up and wipe them off."
As he spoke, Shen Yanming raised his arm and gently wiped away Bi Qiaoan's tears and snot with his sleeve.
"Brother Yanming, don't use your clothes, you'll get them all dirty." Bi Qiaoan was startled, then quickly grabbed Shen Yanming's arm.
"It's already dirty anyway, might as well make the most of it." Shen Yanming didn't care at all, pointing to the area on his chest with his finger.
Bi Qiaoan then realized that she had just created a work of art. She blushed instantly and dared not look at Shen Yanming. She said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Brother Yanming. I didn't notice. I'll wash it for you when we get back."
Shen Yanming patted Bi Qiaoan's head and laughed, "You said it, come on, let's go home and do my laundry."
Bi Qiaoan was stunned when she heard this. Why would Yanming really wash his own clothes? Didn't Yanming never let anyone touch his clothes before?
"Come on, you silly girl." Shen Yanming could roughly guess what Bi Qiaoan was thinking when he saw her lost in thought. He originally wanted to go up and take Bi Qiaoan's hand, but since he had two suitcases with him, he could only call out to Bi Qiaoan to come back to her senses.
Shen Yanming regretted buying too many gifts, and even more so, he regretted not having Cai Chun take his suitcase back to his residence first. Originally, Shen Yanming thought that he should look travel-worn in order to successfully snatch Bi Qiaoan away from the confession scene. After all, they had been friends for more than ten years, and Bi Qiaoan should at least settle herself down first.
Shen Yanming felt that things were indeed as he had thought. He had just ruined Bi Qiaoan's confession. His Qiaoan didn't accept Xiao Fei's flowers, and his Qiaoan was still single.
Shen Yanming secretly rejoiced, completely unaware that Xiao Fei in this life had no intention of confessing his feelings to Bi Qiaoan.
In apartment 1602, 16th floor, Building 6, Block B, Qingyu Residential Area, Shen Yanming pressed his finger on the door lock, and the sound of the lock cylinder turning filled the air as the door opened.
Looking at everything that was both familiar and unfamiliar, Shen Yanming was filled with emotion. After seven or eight years, he had finally returned!
Shen Yanming carried his suitcase through the door. Looking at the tidy living room and the almost dust-free dining table and coffee table, he instantly understood. He turned to Bi Qiaoan, who was still at the door, and said, "Qiaoan, thank you for taking care of things for me these past few years. You've worked hard!"
"No, not really. I'm a bit lazy, I only come once a month..."
Bi Qiaoan felt a little embarrassed, after all, when Shen Yanming went abroad, Bi Qiaoan took the initiative to help look after the house. As a result, Bi Qiaoan always had backache and leg pain after cleaning, and eventually it changed from once a week to once a month.
Bi Qiaoan had considered hiring a housekeeper, but Shen Yanming didn't like outsiders coming into the house, so after some hesitation, Bi Qiaoan gave up on the idea.
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