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Inside his motorcycle helmet, Ling Chuan also curled his lips, taking in Qiao Yu's slight surprise and worry.
Dressed like that, his fans didn't recognize him, but Qiao Yu knew it was him at a glance.
As the group approached, Ling Chuan turned his head slightly towards Qiao Yu, whose gaze had been fixed on him, gesturing for her to get into the car.
A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd, as many recognized Qiao Yu, since they were from the same company.
Yang Yuxi was also stunned.
Just as she was wondering, Qiao Yu stepped closer and took the white motorcycle helmet from Ling Chuan's well-defined hands and put it on.
He straddled Ling Chuan's back.
Then she heard the man in front of her chuckle softly and remind her, "Hold on tight."
Inside her motorcycle helmet, Qiao Yu's face flushed red again, but she still braced herself and wrapped her arms around Ling Chuanye's waist.
I could vaguely feel his firm abdominal muscles, and I felt a burning heat under my arm.
The roar of the engine passed by as the black motorcycle sped away like lightning.
Some onlookers were surprised, others sighed, and then they dispersed.
Yang Yu and Xi Da were left looking at each other helplessly.
They understood each other without saying a word, but their hearts were trembling.
One dared to come, and the other dared to sit.
It was tough on the two working women.
The two quickly fled the scene.
Not far away, in a Maybach that had just driven out of the garage, Gu Yunshen had a gloomy face. He had witnessed Qiao Yu leave.
He gripped a cigarette tightly in his hand and crushed it to pieces.
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As night fell, a black motorcycle pierced the tranquility of dusk.
The sharply angled metal body gleamed with a cold luster in the setting sun, the carbon fiber pattern outlined sharp lines, and the roar of the engine echoed on the empty highway.
A violent whooshing sound passed by her side, and Qiao Yu shouted at the top of her lungs, "Where are you taking me?"
Ling Chuan also said, "I'll take you to see the sunset."
The setting sun hangs where the sea meets the sky, dyeing the sea surface a brilliant orange.
The roar of the locomotive began to subside, and finally the whistling sea breeze could be heard.
The waves gently lapped against the rocks on the shore, churning up glistening droplets of water.
The motorcycle slowed down, circled the S-shaped curve, and finally came to a slow stop against the highway guardrail.
At this time of day, the road was deserted, with very few vehicles passing by.
The two got off the vehicle, took off their helmets, and smoothed their hair back.
The sea breeze blew, ruffling my hair and also disrupting my heartbeat.
The setting sun was sinking into the sea, and the orange waves were gently surging, layer upon layer, tirelessly.
Ling Chuan also stood beside Qiao Yu, the two of them leaning lazily against the motorcycle.
He casually placed one hand behind Qiao Yu, making it appear as if Qiao Yu was enveloped in his embrace from a distance.
"The sunset at sea must be beautiful too."
"Yes, it's beautiful."
I've seen the sunset from the mountaintop, and I've also seen the sunset over the sea.
Ling Chuan also glanced sideways; her amber eyes reflected the sea and the sunset, the orange glow of the setting sun tinging the tip of her high, straight nose.
"Qiaoqiao, let's go watch the sunrise together another day."
Qiao Yu was stunned upon hearing this, and remained blankly looking for a while. She hadn't expected Ling Chuan to invite her to watch the sunrise together.
Seeing her hesitation, Ling Chuan said, "I broke my promise that year, but this time... I won't."
......
As the sun dips below the horizon, its light loses its intensity, the waves slow their pace and ripple gently, and everything around becomes quiet.
It was completely dark when Qiao Yu returned home. As soon as she stepped through the door, Yang Yuxi kept asking her questions.
Yang Yu, with a face mask on, asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it really Ling Chuan?"
Qiao Yu pursed her lips and nodded.
Xida handed over a warm cup of water: "Teacher Ling is too good at showing off."
Qiao Yu didn't say anything, but took her water glass and walked to the window. At that moment, the lights in Ling Chuan's living room also turned on.
The curtain was drawn, and a figure could be vaguely seen moving around.
Yang Yuxi leaned closer from both sides, smiling teasingly.
Yang Yu: "What's going on between you two? Tell me honestly, what did you do tonight?"
Qiao Yu took a sip of water and fixed her gaze on the figure not far away. "Watching the sunset."
Wow~
She paused, then added, "He asked me...to watch the sunrise."
Xida: "Wow... Teacher Ling is so romantic. Sunset represents the past, and watching the sunrise represents a new beginning for you, right?"
Qiao Yu and Yang Yu turned around in surprise and looked at Xi Da at the same time.
I'm puzzled by this girl. She's never been in a relationship, yet she speaks so confidently.
Yang Yu nodded in agreement: "That makes some sense."
Qiao Yu's mind was in a mess. Was that really what it meant?
Ling Chuan also drew back the curtains, and the three people opposite him all turned to look at him.
Over the past few years, Qiao Yu has had their companionship, and he was very happy for her, but what happened next...?
He frowned and raised his hand to gesture...
After the three of them finished reading what he was trying to say, Qiao Yu blushed, handed over her water glass, and ran away, while Yang Yu and her assistant looked on with wide-eyed amusement.
Ling Chuan was still waiting for a reply when Yang Yu immediately raised her hand and made an "OK" sign.
He said.
[Didn't you want to eat my cooking? I'll buy groceries and come over to your place to cook tomorrow, okay?]
......
Qiao Yu slept very well that night, sleeping soundly until noon.
As I stepped out of the master bedroom in my pajamas, I saw that Xi Da and Yang Yu had already packed their luggage, looking like they were about to go on a long trip.
What are you doing?
Yang Yu, with a charging cable coiled in her hand, smiled mischievously, "I'm giving you two some space."
Xida: "Qiaoqiao, we'll get back to you whenever you need us. We'll follow your instructions."
Qiao Yu was slightly embarrassed. "You two are really... He just came to cook a meal, you don't need to do this."
Yang Yu said seriously, "Silly girl, he only wants to be with you."
Qiao Yu: "No, I didn't..."
Xida added, "Qiaoqiao, I can see it too. He only wants to be...alone...with you..."
Qiao Yu's ears turned red, and she didn't know what else to say.
After the two finished tidying up, Yang Yu pointed to the dining table, "Breakfast and lunch are over there. Have something to eat, and get a good rest this afternoon. Tonight, we'll have a fierce battle..."
After saying that, she picked up her suitcase and ran away, with Xida chasing after her, laughing uncontrollably.
Qiao Yu blushed and shouted at the elevator, "Don't talk nonsense, that's not true, he's not staying here tonight..."
Her voice trailed off, and Qiao Yu felt ashamed as she spoke.
Her response was the elevator doors closing and two people laughing loudly from inside.
After lunch, Qiao Yu tidied up the living room and then went to the study.
I practiced calligraphy for a while, then turned on the computer and sat in front of it for three hours.
There was a knock on the door, and Qiao Yu's breath hitched.
She straightened her clothes and hair and went to open the door.
The door opened, and Ling Chuan, dressed in a white T-shirt and casual pants, had fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
They were carrying bags full of vegetables and fruits, as well as shopping bags from the supermarket.
Qiao Yu: "..."
Ling Chuan smiled and raised an eyebrow in surprise: "You won't let me in?"
Qiao Yu realized she was blocking the doorway and quickly took a big step back to clear the way.
Ling Chuan smiled softly, and Qiao Yu felt her cheeks burning hot.
He changed into the men's slippers that Xida had prepared beforehand, and carried the ingredients straight to the kitchen.
As we walked, I said, "I didn't know what you had here, so I prepared a little of everything. I'll put it in the refrigerator for you."
The refrigerator door was opened, and it contained everything one would expect, though not much.
There are blueberries, apples, avocados, and other fruits that Qiao Yu loves to eat...
Ling Chuan also opened the fruit he had bought, which was the same as the others. He kept putting the fruit in his hands and said as he did so, "These are still very fresh. I put them in for you."
After setting out the fruit, I started arranging the vegetables, taking out everything I was going to cook that night and putting the rest into the vegetable storage box.
After a while of not hearing any movement from Qiao Yu, Ling Chuan turned around.
She stood quietly by the island platform, watching, the blush on her face gradually fading, leaving a rosy pink.
Seeing him suddenly turn around, his hands, hanging limply, seemed flustered, unsure of where to put them.
When Ling Chuan suddenly raised an eyebrow, Qiao Yu blinked, not quite understanding at first. After a few seconds, she stammered, "Uh... I see."
Ling Chuan lowered his curved eyes, turned on the tap, washed his hands, and returned to the island counter.
Seeing this, Qiao Yu immediately took a step back.
Ling Chuan also came over and asked with amusement, "Where do you want to retreat to?"
Qiao Yu: "..."
Right, it's my own home, but it seems like I can't refuse to return it.
Ling Chuan also said: "Start cooking. Where's the apron? Come help me. Don't try to slack off."
After saying that, he naturally reached out and took her wrist, and walked into the kitchen.
The thin callus gently caressed her wrist, causing a slight itch. The warm touch climbed up her wrist. The seemingly simple action was tightly gripped in Qiao Yu's heart.
Even after her wrist was released, Qiao Yu could still feel his warmth.
The two were busy in the kitchen; Qiao Yu was only responsible for finding ingredients and handing out bowls and plates.
Ling Chuan was also washing and chopping, and he was also in charge of cooking. Qiao Yu felt a little superfluous standing there.
Afraid of stopping him, she took another step back.
Little did they know that Ling Chuan, who was busy with his work, had also seen these actions, and he smiled with a wry smile.
"Qiao Qiao".
"Um."
"I'm going to join the crew again next week."
Qiao Yu herself knew that the variety show would start filming at its second location next week, and she would be joining the crew.
Ling Chuan was a special guest in the first episode, but it's uncertain whether he will return.
"So... are you still going?"
Ling Chuan paused in his stir-fry, then turned around with a boastful smile: "Do you want me to go?"
Qiao Yu turned her face away: "Whatever you want..."
Ling Chuan turned back to look at the food in the pot. The iron spoon made a crisp clanging sound as it was being stir-fried in the pot, and the range hood made a whooshing sound.
He stood there wearing a white bear apron, looking strangely out of place.
"If you're going, how can I not go...?"
Qiao Yu didn't quite catch the last few words and pressed for an answer: "What did you say?"
Ling Chuan, carrying a dish that had just come out of the pot, passed by Qiao Yu and grinned mischievously: "Guess?"
Qiao Yu: "..."
This person is really...
About an hour later, the food was served. Lingchuan had also prepared three dishes and a soup.
There was braised pork, which Qiao Yu loved to eat. The braised pork was reddish-brown and glistening with oil, and Qiao Yu immediately gave Ling Chuan a thumbs up as well.
At the dinner table, the two chatted intermittently.
Yang Yu called midway through the show, saying that the second episode of the variety show had started airing and Ling Chuan was trending on social media again.
#Lingchuan is also herding geese, so handsome#
#I really want to have the same sunrise and sunset as Lingchuan#
As Qiao Yu read it aloud, Ling Chuan smiled noncommittally, seemingly already used to it.
Qiao Yu pouted, "I have the same sunrise and sunset."
They watched the sunset again.
In the video.
Six people stood in a row on the mountaintop, marveling at the beauty of the sunset.
Orange sunset clouds spread across the sky, winding mountain peaks layer upon layer, mountain breezes blew by, brushing past Qiao Yu's ears and lifting the stray hairs on her forehead.
Ling Chuan stood quietly beside her, his stray hairs seemingly brushing against his neck, but he didn't move.
Just as the drone's camera passed by Ling Chuan's side, Qiao Yu keenly noticed that he seemed to have tilted his head.
Is he looking at her?
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