Taking a deep breath, she clicked send.
Then, her eyes were glued to her phone screen, waiting for Tang Song’s reply.
After a mont.
"Buzz buzz buzz—"
[Tang Song: "Sure, I want the Grand Slam, the most luxurious version."]
Qiuqiu’s eyes slightly lifted, crossing her legs as she began to think hard while texting him.
She was not good at communicating with others; every ti she chatted with Tang Song, she had to ponder each word repeatedly, even rehearsing the conversation several tis.
Afraid of saying the wrong thing, afraid of upsetting him.
Actually, it’s not just with Tang Song; sotis it happens when chatting with colleagues or classmates too.
But to others, it seed like she was indifferent, aloof, and distant.
She knew about this flaw, but unfortunately, she couldn’t change it.
[Tang Song: "You just woke up, go have breakfast too. Bye-bye. (#hug)"]
Seeing his last emoji, a streak of unnatural blush appeared on Qiuqiu’s face.
She rubbed the hem of her undershirt with her fingers, her face showing a struggle.
She had the impulse to reply with a hug emoji too, but eventually, she didn’t dare.
She just softly replied, "Okay, bye-bye."
Putting down her phone, Cheng Qiuyu sat on the bed, dazed for a few seconds.
But soon, she got up, changed clothes, washed up, and fixed her hair.
It was as if she had been infused with new energy, becoming full and lively.
She opened the door and stepped into the living room.
A figure ca into view.
Qiuqiu’s footsteps halted, and a look of panic flashed across her face.
Gao ngting was sitting in the living room, dressed casually, wearing Bluetooth headphones while listening to music, and holding a copy of "Norwegian Wood" in her hand.
"Good morning, senior."
Hearing the voice.
Gao ngting put down the book, looked up, and said, "Morning, Qiuqiu. I brought you breakfast. Eat it while it’s hot."
"Thank you, senior." Qiuqiu lowered her head, her voice very soft.
Gao ngting took off her headphones, stood up, and ca over to her, patting her shoulder, "No need to thank . It’s been hard on you these days. Now that the visual recognition system is done, don’t work overti. Take a good rest."
"Okay." Qiuqiu nodded, not daring to et Gao ngting’s eyes.
She had just been having a "heated chat" with the senior’s boyfriend, and now facing the senior’s concern, the guilt was indescribable.
She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t control it.
Sitting by the dining table.
Gao ngting laughed and said, "Weren’t you going to buy a motorbike with Gao Junfeng today? What ti did he say he would co to pick you up?"
"He said around 9 o’clock."
Gao ngting blinked, teasingly said, "You two seem quite destined. You were neighbors before, college classmates, and now both in Yan City. And now he’s buying a motorbike, is he making a move on you?"
"No, senior." Qiuqiu quickly shook her head, her tone serious with a hint of panic, "He’s buying it because his boss likes it. We’re just ordinary friends, and you know my situation..."
Her voice grew lower and lower, as if afraid of being overheard.
She didn’t use to care much about her asexuality, but now for so reason, it was particularly distressing.
"Alright, alright, let’s not talk about that."
Gao ngting imdiately changed the subject and started chatting with her about celebrity gossip.
...
9:30 a.m.
"Ring ring ring—" The phone rang.
Qiuqiu glanced at the caller ID, quickly answered, "Hello, Brother Junfeng."
"Oh, okay, I’ll be down in a mont."
"Bye-bye."
After hanging up, she exhaled softly, got up, and walked to the wardrobe.
Since she would help test drive the motorbike, she changed into a comfortable sporty outfit.
An oversized hoodie paired with black skinny jeans, sneakers, and finally a baseball cap like Su Yu’s.
With everything ready, she checked the ti, grabbed her crossbody bag, and went downstairs.
As she pushed the entry door open, a familiar figure ca into view.
Wearing a gray casual outfit and white sneakers, tall and slim, with a handso appearance like the "senior male lead" from a drama.
"Brother Junfeng." Qiuqiu gave a slight smile, her tone natural yet distant.
They had known each other for over ten years, from neighborhood to college peers, and then both remained in Yan City to develop their careers, so they were well familiar with each other.
Precisely for this reason, she knew well what kind of distance should exist between them.
To avoid misunderstandings on his part.
"Good morning, Qiuqiu," Gao Junfeng smiled brightly, "Today’s outfit really suits you, it looks especially comfortable."
"Thank you." Qiuqiu smiled slightly, not saying much.
"Let’s go, get in the car."
Gao Junfeng waved, walking toward a black Audi A6L, gentlemanly opening the passenger door, and motioning her in.
Qiuqiu nodded, took off her crossbody bag, and bent down to get into the car.
With fluid movents, a captivating hip curve, and long leg lines accentuated by her black pants.
She exuded an irresistible charm.
Gao Junfeng stood outside the car, his gaze lingering on her for a few more seconds, with a flash of intensity in his eyes.
"Boom—" The car door closed.
The Audi A6L started and slowly drove out of the community gate.
Gao Junfeng held the steering wheel, casually inquiring about Qiuqiu’s recent work, with confidence and ease on his face.
Recently, it was arguably the highlight of his life.
While other classmates were still trying to fit into the working world, he was already thriving as an assistant to the vice president in Zhongcheng Group.
For instance, this Audi car was assigned to executives by the company.
Once he made the request, the vehicle managent departnt imdiately approved it and assigned it to him as a "temporary car."
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