"Thanks for your hard work." Qin Miao reached out to touch Qing's face, then continued playing the ga.
Qing didn't feel any way about Qin Miao's attitude; the two had beco quite well-adjusted to each other over ti.
However, just as Qing was about to lie on Qin Miao to play with her phone and think about what to cook for dinner, there was a knock on the door.
Qing sighed and got up to answer the door.
Once the door was open, Qing was surprised to see Zhou Guanyu standing outside.
"ngng," Zhou Guanyu greeted Qing since they were already familiar with each other.
Qing's smile instantly faded. Since they were familiar, there was no need to pretend.
"Hmm, good afternoon." After greeting, Qing went back to the sofa, snuggling into Qin Miao's arms.
Zhou Guanyu wasn't offended by Qing's lack of hospitality; he easily found his pair of slippers in the shoe cabinet near Qin Miao's door.
Once Zhou Guanyu was seated on the couch in the living room, Qin Miao paused the ga and asked, "Why are you here so early this week?"
Typically, Zhou Guanyu would arrive on Wednesday if he planned to fly to the competition with Qin Miao.
Zhou Guanyu smiled, "I'm here to tell you so good news."
Qin Miao raised an eyebrow, and the originally phone-focused Qing curiously looked at Zhou Guanyu.
Zhou Guanyu wasn't one to keep people guessing, so he said directly, "Rember we talked about houses last ti?"
"House? What house?" Qin Miao was puzzled for a mont before recalling that he did tell Zhou Guanyu that it was too much hassle to et him on match days every Wednesday, so it would be better if Zhou bought a place near him.
Realizing this, Qin Miao reacted, "Huh? You already bought one?"
Zhou Guanyu smiled and took out a set of keys from his pocket, "Look."
"Aweso," Qin Miao said, "But I've never seen you act so swiftly, Zhou Guanyu."
Zhou Guanyu scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Actually, part of the reason is to seek so guidance from you, because you, Qin Miao, are recognized as one of the best drivers around."
Qin Miao irritably rubbed his back teeth, "So you're just using as leverage, huh?"
Zhou Guanyu chuckled shyly, "Who said our friendship is strong, right?"
Qin Miao helplessly held his forehead, "Oh dear…"
After a slight complaint, Qin Miao said, "Stop sitting around; let's go see your house. Did you buy or rent? Is the furniture all set? Do you need help with anything?"
"Bought it," Zhou Guanyu said, "It cos with decoration and furniture. I've already hired people for cleaning, no need to bother you guys."
After finishing, Zhou Guanyu awkwardly continued, "Upon knowing it's , Zhou Guanyu, the forr hesitant owner sold it right away, saying they really like you and asking to get a helt with your autograph. Do you have a spare helt at ho? Give one for a favor."
Qin Miao's lips twitched slightly.
Though there's a torrent of words stuck in his throat wanting to burst out, Qin Miao eventually shook his head with resignation and returned to his ho's tool room under the curious inquiries of Qing about where Zhou Guanyu's house is.
Because Qing would occasionally clean here, the tool room in Qin Miao's ho had no dust.
After searching, Qin Miao found three boxes containing helts from last season.
These were unopened helts.
Qin Miao rembered these were given by the team, intended for his collection or as gifts.
However, even though they're gifts, these helts were no different from the ones Qin Miao wore last season, basically, they are regular race helts.
Holding one box, Qin Miao ca out.
"Look, last season's helt, never opened. Should I sign on the box or directly open it and sign inside the helt?" Qin Miao said, holding a black helt box.
Zhou Guanyu thought for a mont, "Sign the box. If the other party wants your autograph inside the helt, I'll bring it over for you to sign later. Since our hos are close now, it's convenient to drop by."
Qin Miao rolled his eyes, "Thank you so much."
"Pft..." Hearing this, while Qin Miao remained expressionless, Qing couldn't help but laugh.
Qin Miao glanced at the silly girl helplessly, then picked up a golden pen and wrote his Chinese and English na on the box, along with a '66'.
That's Qin Miao's driver number, though written in Chinese.
It's believed Zhou Guanyu will explain it to the other party later.
"Is this okay?"
Zhou Guanyu received it, weighed the helt slightly in his hand, and exclaid, "The real deal? Isn't this a bit too valuable?"
Qin Miao rolled his eyes, "Did you think you'd get a fake from ?"
"That's true."
"Let's go, I'll show you my new place!"
...
Zhou Guanyu's house is not far from Qin Miao's, barely five hundred ters in a straight line, just a ten-minute walk.
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