Chapter 30 Chapter 30 He curled his lips and smiled: "Are you lying to me? ...
30. Food and Music Festival
Jiang Nian chatted with Lu Zhao for a few more words. Lu Zhao asked, "You just wrote that little essay. What did you want to tell me?"
"...I didn't write the essay." Jiang Nian refused to admit it. But when he opened Lu Zhao's WeChat, what was he planning to do?
Oh, yes, I asked Lu Zhao to go out and play, but he just rejected me!
Jiang Nian's heart was bleeding. He muttered, "I just wanted to apologize. I didn't mean to do that yesterday. I was just... not feeling well, so... I'm not avoiding you. Please don't be angry with me."
Lu Zhao wasn't angry at all; he just thought Jiang Nian was adorable. She knew his feelings, yet she was so flustered she avoided him, afraid he'd get angry, and so anxiously came to apologize.
How can it be so cute?
Lu Zhao controlled the corners of his lips that were about to rise and teased him deliberately: "Yesterday, I was very angry."
Jiang Nian's heart suddenly jumped. He looked at the camera and said, "Then, I'll treat you to a meal later to make amends?"
Without even thinking, Lu Zhao knew this was Jiang Nian's excuse to brush him off. Jiang Nian was so nervous and at a loss when he saw him. Did he really have the courage to treat him to a meal alone?
But Lu Zhao wasn't going to let go of this opportunity. Even if Jiang Nian tried to avoid it, he had plenty of ways to make it happen.
"Is a meal enough?" Lu Zhao said. "I taught you bowling, and you called me Master. Do you still owe me a cup of tea? A feast?"
Jiang Nian thought about it and decided that he couldn't let Lu Zhao teach him for nothing. He said, "Then, two meals?"
Lu Zhao was finally satisfied. Jiang Nian asked cautiously, "Then, are you not angry anymore?"
Lu Zhao looked at Jiang Nian's worried expression and felt like his heart was about to melt, but he still put on a cold face: "We'll see how you perform during dinner."
Jiang Nian: "..."
He nodded. "Okay."
Seeing Jiang Nian's drooping head, Lu Zhao couldn't help but itch. If someone was in front of him...
Lu Zhao quickly caught himself in the thought. He flexed his fingers and tapped the table to draw Jiang Nian's attention. He chuckled and said, "Just kidding. I'm not angry."
Jiang Nian suddenly looked up and saw Lu Zhao looking at him with a smile: "Why would I be angry with you?"
These words were spoken so gently, and seemed to contain boundless doting, as if whatever he did was allowed by Lu Zhao.
Jiang Nian blinked, a hint of confusion in his eyes. He always felt that the way Lu Zhao communicated with him today was a little different from before, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was.
He didn't have time to think about those things. He was filled with the thought that Lu Zhao was not angry with him. His heart, which had been tense and worried all night, suddenly felt light.
The two chatted for a few more sentences until Lu Zhao's assistant pushed the door again, and Lu Zhao hung up the video.
The bedroom was very quiet. Jiang Nian knelt on the bed, holding his cell phone with the screen turned off, and couldn't help but bang his head against the pillow.
Ahhhhh! Is he out of his mind? Why on earth did he reject Lu Zhao's invitation?
Although he apologized through the video, Jiang Nian still regretted it.
After hitting the pillow more than ten times and feeling dizzy, he let go of the pillow and lay on the bed, panting.
The words have been said and there is no point in regretting it. If he changes his words and asks Lu Zhao to get out again, Lu Zhao will know that he is lying.
But it was so boring. I really wanted to go out, but Chen Rong wasn't in Jinhai. Jiang Nian frowned and took out his phone to start watching short videos. Then he saw that Jinhai was holding a music and food festival with free admission.
Jiang Nian's eyes lit up. In his past life, he had gone to a food festival with his college roommates, where the sheer variety of delicious food had dazzled everyone. This time, Jinhai was combining food with music. With delicious food, rhythmic music, and dance performances, Jiang Nian could almost imagine the lively atmosphere.
The doctor told him to stay cheerful. He'd been stuck at home lately and really needed to get out and relax. Jiang Nian watched the promotional video on his phone. The colorful lights, delicious food, and rhythmic music were very appealing.
Forget it, just go alone. He is in good health now anyway, and the concert is mostly crowded with young people, and there are security guards and volunteers. He can just go for a walk and come back early in the evening.
So Jiang Nian finished his lunch, took a short nap, and after waking up, he said something in the family group and set off.
Arriving, Jiang Nian found the place even more lively than he'd expected. The food stalls were neatly arranged, their brightly colored signs imbued with design, like works of art. The sheer variety of delicious food was truly dazzling. Young, old, and children alike were among the crowds, and music could be heard in the distance. It would surely be even more exciting to wait until dark and the lights came on.
The air was filled with the aroma of food, and almost everyone who passed by was holding a delicious meal. Tables and chairs were also prepared nearby for visitors to rest and eat. Jiang Nian wasn't hungry, but his appetite was still piqued.
He had a delicate stomach and didn't dare to eat anything he liked, so he searched online for recommendations. He chose two light dishes and bought a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. When he passed a gluten stall, he couldn't help but stop.
Several skewers of grilled gluten are neatly placed on the grill, sizzling with oil and emitting a fragrant aroma, which is very attractive.
Jiang Nian hadn't eaten grilled gluten since he came to this world, a delicacy suitable for all ages. Seeing it now, he was completely overwhelmed. He ordered a portion and asked the vendor to add more chili and cumin.
The stall owner was a young girl. Her stall was clean and tidy. She was quick and skillful. She quickly put a portion of roasted gluten into a paper bag and handed it to me.
Jiang Nian paid, grabbed his food and freshly squeezed juice, and found a seat. He first tried the skewers of grilled gluten. The springy texture was delightful, and the numbing, spicy flavor was incredibly satisfying.
Jiang Nian hadn't eaten anything this spicy in a long time. After taking two bites, he stopped to grab the juice on the table. His attention was focused on the people passing by, and his outstretched hand missed his aim, knocking the juice cup off the edge of the table.
He was startled and reached out to grab it, but at this moment, a large, bony hand reached out and grabbed the cup faster than he could move. Jiang Nian's outstretched hand covered the back of the man's hand.
It was clearly a man's hand, and it looked very familiar.
Jiang Nian's heart skipped a beat and he didn't dare to look up for a moment. He thought to himself, this is impossible, it can't be him.
After a few breaths, Jiang Nian slowly raised his eyelids and met Lu Zhao's dark eyes. He let go of his hand in shock and was about to speak when he suddenly turned his head and coughed violently.
Lu Zhao held the juice in one hand and patted Jiang Nian's back with the other to help him calm down.
Jiang Nian coughed until tears came out, and his mind was full of why Lu Zhao was here. He turned his back to Lu Zhao, not daring to turn around, not wanting to face him.
Lu Zhao didn't say anything either, just waited patiently.
After about a minute, Jiang Nian took a deep breath and finally mustered up the courage to turn to Lu Zhao: "You, why are you here?"
During their video call this morning, he'd clearly heard Lu Zhao's assistant say that Lu Zhao had a meeting that afternoon. Shouldn't Lu Zhao be busy with work? Even if he'd already met someone, he shouldn't have been here, right? Could Lu Zhao be interested in the music and food festival?
Because of coughing, Jiang Nian's eyes were filled with tears, looking pitiful and cute, which made Lu Zhao have bad thoughts.
"I should be the one asking this. Why are you here?" Lu Zhao raised his eyebrows. He leaned forward, closer to Jiang Nian. His handsome face was expressionless, and he seemed to be full of oppression. "You rejected my invitation, saying you were not feeling well and needed to rest."
He curled his lips and smiled: "Are you lying to me?"
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