“Why are you here?”
Yu Mingjiao was a little surprised to see her here in the middle of the night.
Cen Lingqiu smiled. “Didn’t I say I’d come pick you up tonight?”
“I wouldn’t lie to you.”
The little stray dog was still barking. Yu Mingjiao turned her head away, her gaze hiding, not wanting to see the dog.
“So you’re afraid of dogs.” Cen Lingqiu noticed her flinch and teased, “Afraid of the dark, afraid of dogs… you’re quite delicate.”
The truth having been pointed out, Yu Mingjiao shot her a cold glare.
It was cold, but not fierce.
Cen Lingqiu stopped teasing her. “Let’s go.”
She pushed the wheelchair, keeping a wide berth from the little stray dog.
On this long road, Yu Mingjiao was no longer walking alone.
Gradually, Yu Mingjiao realized they had gone off course. Cen Lingqiu wasn’t pushing her back home.
Yu Mingjiao: “The way… is wrong.”
“We’re not going the wrong way.” Cen Lingqiu’s voice was calm, her eyes fixed ahead. “Tonight, we’re not going back.”
Yu Mingjiao frowned. “Where are you going?”
Cen Lingqiu just smiled.
“To see something you like.”
Yu Mingjiao didn’t understand what she was thinking, but she also wanted to know where Cen Lingqiu was taking her. So, she said nothing more, tacitly accepting her actions.
Cen Lingqiu pushed her for over twenty minutes, arriving at the seaside.
Yu Mingjiao looked at the dark sea in the distance. “What did you bring me here for?”
Cen Lingqiu pushed her to a small tavern by the sea, saying nonchalantly, “Don’t you like watching the sunrise by the sea?”
“…”
Yu Mingjiao fell silent, as if unwilling to admit it, her tone stiff.
“I never said that.”
“Didn’t your paintings tell me?” Cen Lingqiu opened the tavern door and pushed her inside.
There were people in the tavern at this hour, but not many. They were scattered about, drinking quietly.
“Young Miss Lin.” A woman at the bar saw her and walked over. “Not sleeping in the middle of the night, and coming all the way to my little tavern for a drink?”
The woman wore a red dress with a hem that barely reached her thighs. Her lips were a vibrant red, curved into a slightly bewitching smile.
The woman was the original owner’s younger paternal aunt.
Cen Lingqiu: “I’ll be staying here for a while.”
“You can stay as long as you like.” The woman crossed her arms, her gaze falling on Yu Mingjiao behind Cen Lingqiu, a flash of amazement in her eyes.
“Is this your friend, Qiuqiu?” The woman’s eyes crinkled into a smile as her gaze swept over Yu Mingjiao. “What a beautiful girl.”
Yu Mingjiao remained expressionless.
Cen Lingqiu shielded her. “She’s my friend. We want to watch the sunrise today, so we’ll just sit here for a bit.”
“OK.” The woman nodded. “Just tell your aunt if you need anything. I’ll get back to work.”
“Alright.”
Cen Lingqiu took Yu Mingjiao to a seat by the window.
“Is there anything you’d like to drink?” she asked.
Yu Mingjiao shook her head.
Cen Lingqiu had someone bring two glasses of lemonade and handed one to her. “Let’s just wait here.”
“Don’t you find this sort of thing boring?” Yu Mingjiao asked in a low voice, her hands wrapped around the glass.
“What?” Cen Lingqiu took a sip of lemonade and frowned at the sourness. She stuck her tongue out a little before answering Yu Mingjiao’s question. “Why would you say that? There’s nothing boring about pursuing the things you love.”
Yu Mingjiao loved to watch all kinds of sunrises and sunsets.
Especially sunrises by the sea.
When she was very young, she had begged her father to take her to see the sunrise by the sea. Her father thought it was a boring idea, beat her, and scolded her for liking such “boring and sentimental” things.
After that, she never brought it up again.
After her legs were crippled, she began to detest everything outside, rarely leaving the house, let alone going to the seaside to watch the sunrise and sunset.
Just as her father had said, it was a boring thing, not worth doing.
“So sour.” Cen Lingqiu took a few sips but couldn’t stand it anymore. She set the lemonade aside and didn’t drink any more.
On the stage, a female singer was softly singing a folk song, her voice gentle and husky.
“Just grow old, let loneliness not awaken / The departure you long for is just nowhere to settle / Just sing, with eyes squinted shut / And the collapse of hot tears is just an existence yet to be reached.”
Yu Mingjiao looked outside. The moonlight was very bright tonight, scattering across the vast surface of the sea like surging stars.
She suddenly spoke. “I want to go outside.”
Cen Lingqiu had ordered a hot milk tea. Hearing her words, she raised her eyes. “You want to go to the beach?”
Yu Mingjiao nodded.
Cen Lingqiu: “Then let’s go.”
She picked up the milk tea, grabbed a few other drinks, and pushed Yu Mingjiao toward the beach.
At this hour, there was almost no one at the beach. They were the only ones on the vast expanse of sand.
Yu Mingjiao felt the wind on her face, heard the crisp sound of seawater crashing against the rocks, and was surrounded by a peaceful tranquility.
Cen Lingqiu thought of something and leaned closer to her. “Let’s not use the wheelchair today.”
Yu Mingjiao: “…”
Cen Lingqiu gave a mysterious smile. “Hold on to me.”
As she spoke, she lifted her up. Yu Mingjiao’s eyes widened slightly. The next second, Cen Lingqiu placed her on the sand, taking off her own jacket to put underneath her.
Cen Lingqiu arranged her limp legs as if handling a doll, making it look as though Yu Mingjiao was sitting on the sand like any normal person.
After settling her, Cen Lingqiu looked at her for a few seconds and suddenly let out a soft laugh.
Yu Mingjiao thought she was laughing at her crippled legs, and her tone was as cool as the seawater. “What are you laughing at?”
Cen Lingqiu replied, “I’m not laughing at you.”
It was just that, for some reason, Yu Mingjiao had reminded her of a mermaid from a fairy tale who had lost her legs, only able to be obediently picked up and placed on the ground.
She found the thought amusing and cute, so she laughed.
Yu Mingjiao: “…”
She just assumed Cen Lingqiu was acting crazy again.
After all, she had been acting strangely and unpredictably lately, just like tonight—bringing her to the seaside to watch some sunrise in the dead of night without any warning.
She wasn’t in her wheelchair, so her hands could easily touch the soft sand and the surging seawater.
As if it were some novel thing, Yu Mingjiao buried her pale, slender fingers in the sand, feeling its slight weight and coolness. Cen Lingqiu also sat beside her, propping up her chin and gazing at Yu Mingjiao’s expression from the side.
Her expression was as cold as ever, but her stagnant eyes were now flecked with a few bright stars.
So she does like it after all.
Bringing her to the beach today was probably the right choice.
Cen Lingqiu sometimes felt that in certain aspects, Yu Mingjiao was really like a child.
“Why did you bring me to the beach?” Yu Mingjiao stopped playing with the sand, her gaze empty as it rested on the distant sea.
Cen Lingqiu sighed. “You really do have a lot of questions. As for why…”
She rolled her eyes and said in a rhetorical tone, “Because I wanted to make you a little happier?”
Yu Mingjiao: “…Is my mood that important?”
“Quite important.”
Only when Yu Mingjiao’s mood was pleasant and she was no longer world-weary could her mission be completed quickly.
Aside from the mission, Cen Lingqiu also felt that Yu Mingjiao was incredibly cute when she was happy, like a dead flower beginning to bloom in spring.
Yu Mingjiao fell silent again.
After a moment, she suddenly asked for no reason, “Can a person suddenly forgive someone who hurt them in the past?”
The meaning and implication of this question were too complex. Cen Lingqiu couldn’t give her a perfect answer. She was silent for a second before saying softly, “Objectively speaking, it’s impossible.”
But subjectively, there were too many possibilities.
It was just that Cen Lingqiu couldn’t guess Yu Mingjiao’s subjective possibilities.
The wind blew continuously.
“Do you think I will forgive you?” Yu Mingjiao was still direct.
Cen Lingqiu put a hand to her forehead.
This kid was really too direct sometimes.
“I don’t know,” Cen Lingqiu said. “But I hope not.”
Yu Mingjiao received a very unexpected answer. She turned her head to look at her. “Why?”
But Cen Lingqiu didn’t answer. She just said enigmatically, “Yu Mingjiao, summer is ending.”
“And what does that prove?”
Yu Mingjiao didn’t understand, and her expression turned cold.
Summer was ending, and winter was the final deadline for her mission. Regardless of success or failure, she had to leave this world.
She didn’t want Yu Mingjiao to forgive her simply because she didn’t want Yu Mingjiao to forgive the “original owner” who had hurt her in the past.
She had only recently realized that she wanted to get closer to Yu Mingjiao, which in itself was unfair to Yu Mingjiao. If she really did forgive her, it would be tantamount to rendering all the harm Yu Mingjiao had suffered in the past a meaningless memory.
She really didn’t want that to happen. She just wanted the female lead to feel a little love and happiness, and then to be able to live on. That was enough.
After all, she would be leaving. The female lead’s forgiveness wasn’t actually that important.
Cen Lingqiu didn’t explain further, instead curving her lips to lighten the mood. “Your birthday is in the winter. I’ll give you a gift then. You’ll like it.”
Seeing her change the subject, Yu Mingjiao, having not received an answer, was a little unhappy, her expression cold.
“I don’t celebrate birthdays.”
“Who doesn’t celebrate their birthday?” Cen Lingqiu smiled. “Or is there a gift you want?”
Yu Mingjiao was still sulking about her changing the subject, so she replied flippantly, “I want everyone I hate to disappear.”
Cen Lingqiu raised an eyebrow, playing along. “Oh? Who do you hate? I’ll help you get revenge.”
Yu Mingjiao: “My dad, my sister, Lin Dong, and—”
“And who else?”
Cen Lingqiu had a realization. “Oh, and me.”
Yu Mingjiao: “…”
“That’s not a difficult problem. They’ll all die and leave eventually anyway.”
“You’ll leave too.” Yu Mingjiao stated the fact in a declarative tone.
Cen Lingqiu’s expression was placid. “Yes.”
Yu Mingjiao’s dark eyes remained fixed on Cen Lingqiu’s face. In the moonlight, it was the first time she had ever looked at her face so carefully.
Cen Lingqiu’s face was clear and cold, her eyes filled with a hazy mist that made it impossible to see the emotions deep within her pupils.
Yu Mingjiao always separated the person before her from the woman of the past.
She couldn’t see this woman clearly now.
Why did she seem so hard to get close to now?
Why was her heart a little uneasy again?
On the distant horizon, the light of dawn emerged. Slowly, more and more people appeared on the beach, all here to watch the sunrise.
Having waited all night, Yu Mingjiao was a little thirsty. She picked up a can of soda from beside her. Just as she was about to open it, she remembered that she had been shaking it for fun earlier out of boredom.
It would probably spray everywhere if she opened it now.
While Yu Mingjiao hesitated, Cen Lingqiu thought she couldn’t open it and took it from her. “I’ll help you.”
“Don’t—”
Before Yu Mingjiao could finish her sentence, Cen Lingqiu opened it.
Pshhh—
The soda sprayed all over Cen Lingqiu’s face.
Cen Lingqiu: “…”
Her expression was one of stunned blankness, a comical emotion rarely seen on her usually calm face.
Yu Mingjiao couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing.
Seeing Yu Mingjiao’s smile, Cen Lingqiu snapped out of her daze, her eyes fixed on Yu Mingjiao’s smile without even blinking.
This was the first time she had seen a true smile from Yu Mingjiao since transmigrating into this world.
Before, her smiles had never held any real mirth.
It turned out that when she smiled, she was just like a normal person—her eyes curved, her teeth were white, and she even had a dimple at the corner of her lips.
For a moment, she thought, there was no smile more brilliant than this.
Cen Lingqiu wiped the water from her face, influenced by her smile, and lowered her head, also letting out a soft laugh.
The orange-red sun finally rose above the sea, casting vast swathes of orange light onto the two women on the beach, both with smiles on their faces.
Yu Mingjiao turned her head and saw the orange-red glow on the surface of the blue sea.
At this moment, the painting she had once created had come to life before her eyes.
She didn’t blink.
After watching the sunrise that day, Yu Mingjiao went home and slept for a long time.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the competition arrived.
The night before the competition, Cen Lingqiu told her worriedly, “I have work on the day of your competition. I don’t know if I can make it in time.”
Yu Mingjiao hummed in acknowledgment. “You don’t need to come.”
“This competition is very important to you. I should still go.”
“I’ll rush back as fast as I can.”
The competition was in the afternoon, held in an art museum. She arrived at the venue early and waited in the rest area.
There were quite a few people, and most of them had someone accompanying them. When Yu Mingjiao entered alone, several people’s gazes fell on her.
Half because of her face, and half because of her disability.
Yu Mingjiao hated these stares, feeling a discomfort like being pricked by needles. She gripped the armrests of her wheelchair, her expression dark, and waited silently in a corner.
There were many people and many voices around her.
“I’m so nervous. What if I don’t pass the preliminary round?” a long-haired girl said anxiously. The friend beside her kept comforting her, “It’s okay. It’s not like you haven’t done this before. You’re so experienced, you’ll definitely pass. Don’t worry, relax.”
“Mom, what if I don’t pass?” a girl to her right asked in a wheedling tone.
The mother beside her smiled and said, “It’s okay if you don’t pass. It’s just a hobby, anyway. If you like it, our family has plenty of money to support you. Just treat it as having fun, sweetie.”
“…”
All around were jarringly warm words, while only Yu Mingjiao’s corner was deserted and cold.
The silence and the clamor were separated into two different worlds, and Yu Mingjiao was abandoned in a dimension of silence as cold as winter.
Her eyelids were lowered, as if she were used to such scenes, her face showing no great emotion.
Ten minutes before the exam time, entry was permitted.
Yu Mingjiao moved her wheelchair, about to enter, when a woman ran in. She looked around, her eyes met Yu Mingjiao’s in the corner, and she walked toward her.
“I made it.” Cen Lingqiu walked to her side and crouched down to look at her. “Are you nervous?”
Yu Mingjiao stared at her blankly for a few seconds, clearly finding it hard to believe that this woman had actually rushed over.
ω
It’s not like she needed to rush over.
Yu Mingjiao shook her head.
“Well then, good luck.” Cen Lingqiu patted her shoulder encouragingly. “I’ll wait for you here. After you’re done, we’ll go see a movie.”
Cen Lingqiu’s irises were amber. When she looked up at someone, her eyes appeared exceptionally clear and cold, but under the sunlight, they exuded a calming clarity.
Yu Mingjiao’s slightly nervous heart strangely calmed down. She nodded. “I know.”
Yu Mingjiao went inside.
Cen Lingqiu waited outside.
She knew Yu Mingjiao would definitely win. She was the center of this world, possessing a certain talent and gift. No matter what she did, she would succeed.
The person in charge of this competition was Director Zhou. She paid special attention to Yu Mingjiao during the exam, since she was recommended by Cen Lingqiu. She wanted to see what kind of talent she was.
To more directly observe the competitors’ abilities, the x.r competition was unusual. It wasn’t held online; instead, everyone was gathered in one place and given a limited time to draw and design works based on a given theme.
Yu Mingjiao quickly designed the earrings and hand ornaments. Once the necklace design was also complete, she submitted her draft, becoming the first person to finish the competition.
Director Zhou was surprised by her speed. She looked at her work; whether it was the colors, the structural design, or the use of gemstones, everything was impeccable.
After submitting, Yu Mingjiao left.
Cen Lingqiu waited for two hours before Yu Mingjiao came out.
“Finished?” Cen Lingqiu looked at her phone. Two hours had passed.
The competition was three hours long. Yu Mingjiao came out an hour early.
Her expression was calm, making it impossible to tell whether she was confident or had failed.
But Cen Lingqiu believed she would pass.
“Let’s go eat first.” Cen Lingqiu pushed her.
Yu Mingjiao: “Why don’t you ask me how I did?”
Cen Lingqiu: “Because I know you’ll win. There’s no need to ask.”
“What if I don’t win?”
“That’s not a possibility.”
“…”
Cen Lingqiu didn’t eat out. She bought some groceries, planning to cook herself.
The last time Wen Zhi cooked, she accidentally wrecked the kitchen, which was still under renovation. She mentioned to Yu Mingjiao that she wanted to cook at her place tonight.
Yu Mingjiao was silent for a few seconds before finally saying, “My kitchen… has nothing in it.”
Cen Lingqiu thought she was using hyperbole, but when she walked into the kitchen, she discovered it was a statement of fact.
Yu Mingjiao’s kitchen had nothing.
Forget seasonings, there wasn’t even a pot. The entire kitchen looked brand new.
No wonder she was so thin. She neither cooked nor ordered takeout; how could she gain weight?
Having no other choice, Cen Lingqiu bought a new pot and various seasonings and placed them in Yu Mingjiao’s kitchen.
At first, Yu Mingjiao refused. “I don’t need these things.”
She couldn’t stand, so it was difficult for her to cook. She basically never entered the kitchen.
Cen Lingqiu was unconcerned. “They’ll be useful eventually.”
Since Yu Mingjiao’s legs were inconvenient, Cen Lingqiu only had her prepare the vegetables. After discovering that she had nearly thrown all the vegetables away, she fell silent for a moment.
“Go wait in the living room.”
She pushed Yu Mingjiao into the living room.
Outside the window, it was already evening. Every time Cen Lingqiu came to her house, she would open the curtains. She seemed to really like bright rooms.
Yu Mingjiao watched Cen Lingqiu cook from the kitchen doorway. Her cooking skills were very proficient, her chopping swift and clean, as if she cooked often.
But she remembered that this woman clearly didn’t know how to cook. Because she detested the dirty environment of a kitchen, she never set foot in one.
When did she learn?
Cen Lingqiu was cooking, and Yu Mingjiao leaned against the door, watching her with an expressionless face. From a distance, it was a very warm scene.
Cen Lingqiu finished cooking quickly.
Seafood tofu pot, cheese-stuffed chicken cutlet, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, tomato pork rib and corn soup, and blanched choy sum.
“To celebrate you passing the preliminary round in advance, I made a little extra.” Cen Lingqiu washed her hands and wiped them with a paper towel. “Eat up.”
As usual, she didn’t sit at the dining table, but remained standing while talking to her, occasionally helping her to some food.
This had almost become a tacit understanding. Because Yu Mingjiao had the strange habit of only eating the food directly in front of her, Cen Lingqiu would help her get the dishes that were farther away.
It was the same this time.
The suspicion in Yu Mingjiao’s heart couldn’t help but grow.
Does she really find eating with me disgusting?
She’s willing to do anything for me, but she can’t even eat a meal with me?
Am I that unappetizing?
Yu Mingjiao once again got stuck on this point, indulging in her suspicions and letting her thoughts run wild. Her ideas became more and more extreme, and she even hoped that this suspicion was false.
As Cen Lingqiu was serving her food, Yu Mingjiao grabbed her arm.
Cen Lingqiu didn’t understand.
Yu Mingjiao’s words were cold: “Sit down and eat.”
Cen Lingqiu froze, silent for a few seconds. “You want to eat with me?”
“…You’re annoying, walking back and forth.” She was unwilling to admit the real reason.
Cen Lingqiu: “Are you sure?”
Yu Mingjiao didn’t understand what there was to be sure or unsure about with such a small matter. She just hummed in affirmation.
Cen Lingqiu didn’t move.
Yu Mingjiao felt her suspicions were confirmed a little more. She was angry inside, her face icy.
“What, you find me disgusting, so you don’t want to?”
Seeing her guessing on her own again, Cen Lingqiu sighed softly. “No.”
Cen Lingqiu didn’t have the habit of eating at the table.
When she was young, she was fostered with her grandparents. The old couple didn’t like her and gave her all the household chores.
Her grandparents had a field where they raised chickens, ducks, geese, as well as pigs and cows.
And the job of feeding the livestock naturally fell to her.
Every day, she not only had to feed the livestock, but also cook for them.
Because she smelled strongly of livestock, her younger brother and sister couldn’t stand it during meals and kept telling her to eat elsewhere, not at the same table as them.
Cen Lingqiu refused.
Her younger brother and sister started crying, saying she stank, smelled bad, and didn’t want to eat with her.
Her taciturn grandfather kicked her straight off the stool. Her head hit the corner of the living room table, and her head spun so much she couldn’t even get up.
Her grandfather warned her not to eat at the table.
At that time, Cen Lingqiu felt it was unfair. Why couldn’t she eat at the table? So she didn’t listen to her grandfather. And just as before, her younger siblings started crying again.
And then?
Oh, her grandfather grabbed her by the hair, dragged her off the stool, and pulled her into the kitchen. He brutally beat her all over her body with a heavy rolling pin until the pin broke. Her body was covered in bleeding wounds from the beating.
Still not satisfied, her grandfather poured salt on her wounds.
Cen Lingqiu screamed in pain, struggled frantically, and begged him through her tears.
Her grandfather asked if she still wanted to eat at the table.
Cen Lingqiu was in too much pain to speak, only able to cry. Hearing her grandfather’s words, she shook her head frantically.
She said she would never eat at the table again.
She begged her grandfather to let her go.
It really, really hurt.
After that, Cen Lingqiu never ate at the table again. She would just eat a little in the kitchen, and that was enough.
This habit continued to the present day, and Cen Lingqiu was now unable to eat normally at a dining table.
But she couldn’t tell Yu Mingjiao this.
She found an excuse. “Back at the manor, didn’t you say you felt disgusted eating with me?”
Yu Mingjiao: “…”
“Is it because of that?”
Seeing that she was starting to believe it, Cen Lingqiu quickly admitted, “Yes.”
“So, I’ll eat when I get back later.”
Cen Lingqiu thought she had brushed the matter aside, but the next second, Yu Mingjiao spoke again.
“Sit down and eat with me.”
Cen Lingqiu: “…”
She asked, “You don’t feel disgusted anymore?”
Yu Mingjiao also felt she was being strange. What did it have to do with her whether Cen Lingqiu ate or not?
She clearly also felt that eating with this woman was a disgusting affair.
That was distinctly what she thought.
But her throat was beyond her control.
Yu Mingjiao felt a little regretful, so the words that came out were feigned with a bit more indifference.
“It’s disgusting, but you’re annoying standing next to me.”
Cen Lingqiu smiled. “Is that so.”
She seemed to ponder for a long time before finally pulling out a chair and sitting down next to Yu Mingjiao.
It had been a long time since Cen Lingqiu had eaten at a dining table with someone. Even with Wen Zhi, the two of them would eat separately.
She picked up her chopsticks, but her mind couldn’t help but recall the past, and she hesitated to start eating.
“I want some soup,” Yu Mingjiao said suddenly.
Cen Lingqiu snapped back to reality. “Okay, give me your bowl.”
Because she had to serve Yu Mingjiao, Cen Lingqiu momentarily forgot about that unbearable past, and her movements returned to normal.
Seeing that she wasn’t eating, Yu Mingjiao became unhappy again.
She sneered, “So you really do find eating with me disgusting, don’t you?”
Cen Lingqiu: “…”
She just hadn’t dared to move her chopsticks for a moment because she was remembering the past.
Yu Mingjiao’s gaze was cold. It was probably her pathetic self-esteem that had been wounded, her dark eyes tinged with a hint of vulnerability.
Cen Lingqiu’s melancholy mood was forcibly interrupted halfway through. There was no helping it. The person before her was delicate and suspicious, and also the ancestor of her mission. She could only go along with her.
She picked up her chopsticks and took a piece of pork tenderloin.
Only then did Yu Mingjiao’s icy gaze soften.
Because of Yu Mingjiao’s strange and sensitive personality, Cen Lingqiu, for the first time in many years, ate at the same dining table with another person.
After dinner, Cen Lingqiu kept her promise to watch a movie with her. Since Yu Mingjiao didn’t like crowds, they watched it at home.
She bought a projector and set it up in the living room.
It was a very old French film called The Black Flower.
The female lead, Feuille, was an upper-class noble princess, while the male lead, Griens, was just an ordinary soldier. It was a romance film about the two of them getting to know each other and then falling in love.
Yu Mingjiao wasn’t interested in movies, especially romance films, but Cen Lingqiu seemed to quite like them.
In the movie, Griens willingly waited for Feuille year after year in prison just because of her joking words, “Wait for me.” What Griens didn’t know was that Feuille had already forgotten him and was currently dancing joyfully with someone in a palace.
“Is he stupid?” Yu Mingjiao couldn’t help but scoff. “Wasting so much time for a meaningless person. He clearly could have escaped.”
Cen Lingqiu couldn’t understand it either. Her emotions were simple and detached, and she didn’t get the movie, but she still knew the main theme of this kind of romance film.
Her lips twitched. “Maybe… it’s for love.”
Yu Mingjiao said in a mocking tone, “How boring.”
Cen Lingqiu didn’t argue.
They were halfway through when Cen Lingqiu’s phone rang. She walked out to the balcony.
“Hello?”
“Hello, is this Wen Zhi’s roommate?”
“Yes.”
“It’s like this, your friend is drunk. Can you come pick her up?”
“What’s the location?”
Cen Lingqiu walked back into the living room. “Something suddenly came up. Let’s finish the movie together next time.”
After Cen Lingqiu left, Yu Mingjiao turned off the half-watched movie.
A boring movie.
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