Chapter 87 (200 favorites plus bonus)...
Lin Qingxu's fingers curled up slightly and then relaxed.
He Jia stood aside and took in the familiar yet distant atmosphere between the two.
She was also aware of the recent rumors circulating in South America. Both the protagonists and she had tried to refute them, but the effect was minimal.
But she didn't know what Kan Zhao was thinking.
But Lin Qingxu has been in a low mood these days, and she is no longer seeing Kan Zhao, who used to be eager to watch over her 24 hours a day.
He Jia then had some guesses.
Now seeing how the two of them get along with each other, being more polite than strangers, my original thoughts are even more confirmed.
There is a conflict.
He Jia swallowed the words of greeting she was about to say.
After Kan Zhao left.
"Qingxu," He Jia gently touched Lin Qingxu's arm and pointed to a random place, her voice low, "Shall we go over there and take a look?"
*
Just an interlude.
Finals week is agonizing.
Many people never actually opened their books the entire semester, only beginning to cram right before the exam. Fortunately, their professors understood their personalities and highlighted key exam topics. With just a few days of cramming, they could practically pass.
Review - Exam - Holiday
Time flies.
Fang Yun booked flights for Lin Qingxu and Kan Zhao in advance. Nanchuan University had longer vacations than South America and ended earlier, so she simply booked them a few days after Lin Qingxu finished his exams, which would also allow them to pack.
Because they were on the same flight, Fang Yun bought seats next to each other for them.
Inevitably, Lin Qingxu and Kan Zhao met again.
The dialog box with Kan Zhao, which had been silent for many days, popped up his message again.
This is a screenshot of the plane ticket information, which shows the flight number and seat information.
He didn't come to discuss the meeting place and time, he just sent this picture to notify.
But after a long time, Kan Zhao asked:
[How much did you bring back?]
[Do you need my help?]
LQX: [Not much]
HZ:[line]
After that, the dialog box returned to silence.
But, after many days, Lin Qingxu saw Kan Zhao again. Not in the plane, but next to his seat.
But at the airport.
In the airport hall, when Lin Qingxu was pushing his suitcase to check in, he saw that familiar figure from afar.
Kan Zhao stood at the check-in counter, wearing a dark gray down jacket. His back looked thinner than I remembered. He was looking down at his phone, his face grim.
Seeing him, she subconsciously slowed down her pace, her fingertips unconsciously tightened, and she gripped the handle of the suitcase.
An indescribable feeling emerged in my heart.
Kan Zhao suddenly turned around as if he sensed something.
Their eyes met briefly in the air. He nodded slightly as a greeting, then lowered his head and continued to look at the phone screen.
Lin Qingxu's words "Long time no see" were stuck in his throat, but he never said them out loud.
After boarding the plane, Lin Qingxu was led by the flight attendant to her window seat, and Kan Zhao sat down next to her.
He helped her put her carry-on luggage into the overhead luggage rack, his movements so skillful that it seemed as if they had never been apart before, but he never said a word.
Familiar strangers spoke as if that were their current state.
*
Nanchuan and Yicheng are not far away, and the plane slowly landed after a few hours.
Kan Zhao stood up first, took down his luggage, and then leaned over to pick up the airline box. Inside was the gold ingot.
The New Year was approaching, and he couldn't leave the cat alone in Nanchuan. Lin Qingxu also bought a business class ticket for it and brought it into the cabin.
Except for a moment of uneasiness as the plane accelerated on the runway, Jin Yuanbao was completely captivated by the view outside the window. Throughout the flight, he pressed his furry face against the glass, staring intently and curiously at the changing sea of clouds outside.
Until he got off the plane, Jin Yuanbao was still using his small head to think about what that soft white ball felt like.
The flight ended and the plane landed smoothly in Yicheng.
The cabin door opening signal sounded, and the first-class passengers began to stand up one after another.
Kan Zhao unbuckled his seatbelt and stood up first. He was tall, so he had to duck his head slightly in the cabin. Instead of leaving immediately, he turned toward Lin Qingxu and silently took the carry-on bag she had placed in front of her seat, as if by habit.
Lin Qingxu also whispered "thank you" in a very soft voice.
Kan Zhao didn't reply.
The two walked off the plane one after the other, crossed the jet bridge, and headed towards the baggage claim area.
There was a distance of several steps between them, without any communication, like two parallel lines, pulled by an invisible force in the same direction, but no longer intersecting.
After picking up their checked luggage, Kan Zhao pushed the luggage cart while Lin Qingxu carried the airline box. When they walked out of the airport entrance, they immediately saw Fang Yun waiting in the crowd.
"Mom." Kan Zhao called out.
"Hey. Qingxu." Fang Yun saw them coming towards her with a smile.
Kan Zhao: "..."
Forget it, I'm used to it.
Fang Yun spotted the gold ingot in the flight box almost instantly. She knew Kan Zhao and Lin Qingxu had a kitten, and they had greeted it during their video chat. Fang Yun bent down and asked, "Yuanbao, are you afraid of flying? Are you being well behaved?"
Jin Yuanbao responded with a "meow" out of courtesy, which made Fang Yun laugh.
She then raised her head, her gaze shifting imperceptibly between her son and Lin Qingxu. As a mother, she almost immediately noticed the unusual distance between them. There was no eye contact, and their stance was deliberately distanced.
But she didn't ask anything. She just naturally reached out and took the airline box from Lin Qingxu's arms: "Are you tired of carrying it all the way? Let me take it for a while. The car is outside. Your Uncle Kan has booked a hotel room. Your mother is also here. We will go eat later."
On the way to the parking lot, Fang Yun walked in front holding the airline box, occasionally lowering her head to say a few words to Jin Yuanbao, cleverly leaving space for the two people behind.
Lin Qingxu and Kan Zhao followed behind in silence, with only the wheels of the suitcase making regular sounds on the ground.
*
It was still evening when we took the plane to Nanchuan, and it was already dark outside when we arrived in Yicheng.
The hotel we went to was close to the airport and we arrived there in no time.
Kan Zhenzhong and Gao Luo had been waiting in the box for a long time, chatting about company matters. They stopped talking when they saw Lin Qingxu and the others come in.
After they were seated, the waiter began serving the food. Jin Yuanbao's flight case was carefully placed on a soft chair by the window. Fang Yun even had the waiter bring another chair to ensure the case was secure.
"Qingxu, did everything go well on your final exams?" Gao Luo started the conversation while picking up some food for her daughter.
Lin Qingxu sipped the soup: "It's all good."
"Where's Kan Zhao?" Gao Yao turned to Kan Zhao and served him a bowl of soup. "I heard you made a game and sold it this semester. You have a lot of classes, too. Is it too hard?"
Kan Zhao put down his chopsticks and replied respectfully, "It's OK, Aunt Gao. I can arrange the time."
Gao Yao nodded and said nothing more. As the company leader, she was naturally more careful and attentive than most. She soon noticed something was amiss.
Lin Qingxu kept his head down, concentrating on eating, and Kan Zhao was also unusually silent. Normally, these two might not talk much while eating, but they interacted quite a bit.
For example, the shrimp on the table. In the past, Kan Zhao would just peel the shells and put them in Lin Qingxu's bowl, but now he peeled a whole bunch of shells and didn't even pass them to her.
While the waiter was changing the bone dish, Gao Yao softly asked her daughter, "Did you have a quarrel with Kan Zhao?"
Lin Qingxu paused and shook his head gently: "No."
Gao Luo's eyes flickered slightly, and she said nothing more. However, when she looked up, she met Fang Yun's eyes, and they both understood each other tacitly.
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