As soon as a person sits on the sofa, the soft cushion sinks in, forming a ball shape and tightly wraps around.
On the TV, a cody from the past decade is playing.
A group of actors surround a TV with a snow screen, enthusiastically offering repair suggestions.
Qianqian watches with great interest but suddenly loses focus. She muses that sensory overload makes people resemble televisions.
Snowflakes drift through her mind, entering a long blank state.
Buzz!!!
The phone rings, showing Song Xiyun calling. Qianqian hesitates a mont before picking up, feeling a bit guilty.
"Hello, Qianqian, are you up yet?"
"Um..."
"Did you sleep well last night?" Song Xiyun’s voice is crisp, sounding in good spirits, "Where are you?"
"I’m taking a cab now, coming to find you."
"Now... now?" Qianqian stands up imdiately, "I’ll... I’ll send you my location."
"Okay." Song Xiyun hangs up the phone.
Qianqian sends the location of a nearby mall before hurriedly going upstairs to change clothes.
After coming downstairs, she checks herself walking in the mirror, taking a few steps forward and then to the side.
Confirming nothing changed, she finally breathes a sigh of relief.
On the other side.
Jiang Nian is busy with selecting products for his store, still hitting jackpots with his guesses and continuously launching new items.
A small breakout product only lasts about a month.
He’s still taking the route of Zhao Qiuxue, sourcing goods from the supply channels she opened, placing one-ti bets.
"Aren’t you afraid of losing money with all this stock?" Zhao Qiuxue worries over the phone, "Why not be more conservative?"
"No need," Jiang Nian says, "Sumr vacation’s almost over. Even if I lose, it won’t be much."
"Okay." Zhao Qiuxue can’t persuade him and feels perhaps she shouldn’t, "You have more ideas, I’ll leave it to you."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Nian feels slightly reassured.
In the afternoon, the three of them had a al together.
Qianqian seed no different than usual, although her gaze always seed unfocused when looking at Jiang Nian, quickly skipping past.
"This drink is quite tasty."
"Yeah." Jiang Nian feels a bit awkward, regretting last night, although Qianqian really did....
Make it hard to resist.
Next ti, definitely next ti will be different.
Song Xiyun seems unbothered, just feeling that their relationship might have improved a bit, less bickering.
In the afternoon, everyone went their separate ways.
Jiang Nian remained busy, unable to keep up with the two girls. They either went off to have fun or ca to the warehouse for a look.
"This is your office?"
"Yup."
"Hm, so simple." Qianqian looked disdainful, habitually snarking a bit, "Not much fun here."
"It’s cheap." Jiang Nian doesn’t mind, asking instead, "Oh, by the way, where will you sleep tonight?"
"With Xiyun." Qianqian hugged Song Xiyun, "Won’t co see you tomorrow."
"Whatever."
Jiang Nian waved his hand, "I might be quite busy these days. If you need anything, you can still reach out."
"Okay, okay."
After the two girls left, employee Zhang Wei finally turned around. He glanced at Jiang Nian and couldn’t help but say.
"Boss, you really are... impressive."
Jiang Nian: "???"
"What’s that supposed to an?"
"Nothing."
Zhang Wei shook his head, thinking that at his boss’s age, it’s normal to change girlfriends frequently.
Drinking osmanthus wine together, never quite like youthful outings.
Middle-aged tears flow in vain.
...
Days passed like flowing water, three or four days flew by in the blink of an eye, Jiang Nian busy bustling about, while the girls spent their ti shopping and eating.
During this ti, he arranged to et Xu Shuang around early August, and to pick up his admission letter on the way ho.
Then, the three of them will have a small gathering.
Ah, including the priest.
Her business recently expanded again. Xu Shuang doesn’t travel much, but she occasionally goes out, helping people conduct rituals.
She’s done a few exorcisms already.
Tao Ran and Liu Yang have witnessed it.
One was forced to drink a bowl of talismanic water, the other had a talisman stuck on a pack of cigarettes, both feeling powerless.
In comparison, Wang Yuhe was much happier.
Her favorite thing was visiting Chen Yunyun once a week, staying at her ho for a few days, then switching places.
Occasionally, they planned trips together.
They went to Hubei, took plenty of photos for Jiang Nian, although this busy hustler was occupied with making money.
When he saw them, his replies were rather perfunctory.
"Ah ah, pretty."
Wang Yuhe: "(angry)(angry) You didn’t even look, what I just sent was a dog!!"
Jiang Nian: "The dog is nice too."
"A stuffed toy dog!!" Wang Yuhe was almost furious, yet there wasn’t much she could do, "What have you been doing recently?"
"Selling clothes to make money," Jiang Nian says, "Occasionally when I have a break, I think about Chen Yunyun."
"What about , ?" Wang Yuhe sent an emoji with a funny smile, looking quite silly.
Jiang Nian: "....Who are you?"
"You!!" Wang Yuhe was enraged, sending a string of hamr emojis, "You even touched last ti!"
"Damn, that was an accident." Jiang Nian instantly broke into a cold sweat, although admittedly it was indeed soft and ample.
Wang Yuhe: "Yunyun says you’re deceiving, you don’t think about anyone, your mind only on money."
"She says you’re a money-hungry fool, gone for a month."
Jiang Nian calculates the ti, Qianqian and the others were about ready to leave Yuhang.
So, he decided to type instead.
"Then co work for , I’ll pay you a grand dollar a day, first co first served, okay?"
Wang Yuhe: "Pfft!! Who cares!!"
After a while, she changed her tone, "Yunyun said you should’ve ntioned earlier, but she can only go next week."
Jiang Nian: "Running low on money?"
Wang Yuhe: "Yes."
"I’ve got so, loan it to you all." Jiang Nian directly forwards it to Chen Yunyun. "Take it from first."
"I’ve been earning quite a bit lately, planned to treat you all to a al anyway, take it and co over."
Chen Yunyun: "...."
"No, I’ll gather so myself," she says, "Spent all my money in Hubei, will have it next week."
Jiang Nian: "From where did you get rewarded?"
Chen Yunyun: "(shy) Clan, got two thousand."
He thought about it, and it seed fine. Chen Yunyun is inherently sensitive, accepting money might make interactions awkward.
Sigh, keen to help others.
Destined..... to be fraught with difficulty.
...
Night falls.
He returned to his abode as usual, casually inserting the key. After turning it for a while, he suddenly realizes, Qianqian had co.
Jiang Nian’s heart quickens two beats, thinking it couldn’t be this coincidental.
Of course, if it were a thief.
He wouldn’t eat beef.
He pushed the door open, finding Qianqian lying on the sofa watching TV, holding a bag of chips, looking stunned.
"You’re back?"
"Ah..." Jiang Nian gulps, feeling a bit awkward, "Why did you... why did you co over?"
"Planning to leave tomorrow," Qianqian puts down the chips, claps her hands, "Just thinking you seed a bit pitiful."
Jiang Nian: "...."
That mouth really is...
"Oh oh, then today are you staying here?" He closed the door, standing by the stairs, "Not going back?"
Qianqian glanced at him, then continued munching on chips.
"Don’t know."
Oh~~
Jiang Nian gets the idea, so he casually takes a bottle of Yibao from the fridge, gulps down a few mouthfuls.
"I’ll go take a shower first."
Qianqian doesn’t respond, absorbed in watching TV. Only when night deepened did she quietly go upstairs.
Grabbed so clothes, and sneaked into the bathroom to freshen up.
The mild yellow light and the shower droplets together fell on the girl’s body, rising a mist of warmth.
Squeak, room lights off.
Qianqian lay in bed, recalling the bathroom light left on. The drain tangled with hair, blocking the flow.
During a shower, the water even went past the ankles. Slightly changing positions, there was a splashing sensation.
Needs fixing.
She mumbled relay to Jiang Nian. The latter doesn’t mind, musing in a relaxed tone.
"Who told you to have long hair."
"You!!"
After a while, the room was pitch black. Qianqian, dizzy and sleepy, raised an object and handed it over.
"Use this as a cushion."
"What?" Jiang Nian asked.
"Pillow."
"Oh okay." Jiang Nian wasn’t much concerned, and only then took it, "Really leaving tomorrow?"
"Hm~"
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