Hearing this sentence, the tutor on the opposite side was stunned for a few seconds before finally reacting, "Are you going to ask for leave?"

Huo Qiran nodded slowly.

The instructor couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

This is truly new.

After all, people who have only had a fever for a long time, and after reading a message, they suddenly asked for leave—

"Is there anything important?" asked the instructor.

Huo Qiran nodded, "There is a date."

When the instructor heard this, his brow immediately raised his eyebrows, "Date? A very important date?"

Huo Qiran paused, finally nodded slowly, and said, "Well, it's very important."

...

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Jing Li sat in a Sichuan cuisine restaurant, video of Xixi who had just woken up from NewYork.

Little Jing Xi is already in elementary school and is used to her mother's care. She no longer has to do without her like she was when she was a child. But after all, the aunt and nephew have never been separated for so long. Xi Xi still missed her very much, missed her very much...

Jing Li finally comforted Xixi. As soon as he hung up the video, he saw Huo Qiran hurriedly walking in from the door.

He seemed really anxious, his hairline was slightly wet, and he apologized to her as soon as he sat down: "Sorry, I started a little late from the laboratory, and caught the traffic jam again, so I came late."

"I'm not late." Jing Li shook his phone at him, "It's just right, it's just that I've come too early."

Huo Qiran wanted to say something, but he suddenly started coughing violently as soon as he opened his mouth. He quickly pinched his fists and blocked his lips, bent down to cough.

Jing Li couldn't help but change his face slightly. After he finally calmed down, her expression calmed down again. She looked at him and asked, "Are you sick?"

Huo Qiran waved his hand, took a sip of hot tea before saying, "It's just the sequelae of the cold."

However, Jing Li clearly heard the nasal sound in his voice.

What is the sequelae of colds? He is clearly catching a cold...

"You should tell me if you are sick." Jingli said, "I wouldn't have made an appointment with you if I had known."

"I'm really fine." Huo Qiran looked at her and laughed, "I'm very happy that you finally have time to invite me to have a meal."

Hearing his words, Jing Li lowered her eyes and smiled slightly, then handed him the menu: "Let's order first."

However, the moment the menu was opened, Jing Li suddenly regretted it.

She actually chose a Sichuan cuisine restaurant when he had a serious cold.

Jing Li suddenly took back the menu he handed over and said, "Why don't we change our restaurant? You are sick and not suitable for eating these heavy-tasting things."

Huo Qiran shook his head and said, "I feel sick and have no taste in my mouth. It's just right to eat something heavy. Besides, you have been abroad for so long, and you must have not eaten authentic Sichuan cuisine for a long time, right? You can have a good meal today."

"I have more chances to eat," said Jingli. "You are sick and you must not eat these heavy oil and spicy things."

The two of them had a long dispute and finally stayed in this restaurant. Huo Qiran ordered the dishes, two spicy dishes, one not spicy.

Jing Li felt guilty that nothing he had enjoyed. He couldn't help but observe more about what was under Huo Qiran's chopsticks. He found that he seemed to have more spicy dishes, and he felt even more guilty.

With his warmth and considerateness, every time I picked up a spicy dish with chopsticks, it was probably to relieve her embarrassment, which made her feel very uneasy.

Huo Qiran asked her a lot about life abroad, and Jing Li answered it one by one, occasionally asking about his current life and study status. He learned that he spends most of his time in the laboratory, so he didn't feel any surprise.

The communication between two people involves life, study, and not feelings.

Perhaps both of them were deliberately avoiding it, or perhaps, someone was careful and dared not mention it easily.

Jing Li's mind was still a little disturbed by his condition. It was not until after dinner that she suddenly remembered the purpose of finding him to come out for dinner.

"I almost forgot. I wanted to tell you about Stewart." Jingli said, "about his pursuit of Aunt Mu Qian--"

"I know." Huo Qiran said, "He gave my mother a flower of immortality."

Jing Li paused and then said: "It's not just that, but also the poems he wrote himself, the tickets to the concert, the coffee beans he collected, etc...."

"Is that true?" Huo Qiran smiled slightly when he heard it, "My mother has never told me these."

"Did that affect your mother and your father?" Jing Li said, "I'm really worried about this..."

After hearing this, Huo Qiran paused again before laughing again, "Do you know that the day after my mother received the flower of immortality, there was an extra flower on the exterior wall of the entire building on the exhibition road?"

"I know, every flower is very artistic and integrates very well with the architecture," said Jing Li. "Isn't that the municipal project carried out to cooperate with the next large flower exhibition?"

Huo Qiran said: "That was actually a gift from my father to my mother."

Jing Li was stunned again, and came to his senses, his eyes lit up slightly, "Really? Your father is so romantic."

Huo Qiran smiled and said, "So, you don't have to worry about what impact Stewart's pursuit methods will have on my parents. No matter what he does, my father will have better means to deal with it and will also make my mother happy. So to a certain extent, Stewart also helped promote the harmony of their relationship."

Jing Li nodded slightly, then couldn't help saying, "But... Stewart said that he planned to stay in Tongcheng for a while. If he continues to do anything inappropriate, I will really feel sorry. That's why I want to tell you again..."

"Don't worry, my parents have experienced so many things together, and this little storm will not have any impact on them." Huo Qiran paused for two seconds before saying again, "You just said that you are going to stay in Tongcheng for a while?"

Obviously, he seems to be paying more attention to this later.

Jing Li didn't know what to react for a while, and after a while, he nodded gently, "Yes."

"That's great." Huo Qiran said, "I will have time to get together in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly couldn't help but cough violently again. Jingli quickly poured another cup of hot water and put it in front of him.

He coughed so that his earlobes and nose tips were slightly red. He didn't know if it was sick or not, but his eyes were covered with red blood. However, after suppressing the cough, he still smiled warmly when he looked at her again.

At that moment, Jing Li felt that he was such an excessive and excessive friend.

He has always been so kind and warm to her, and has given her so much help and company, but she gradually cut off contact with him just because she is unwilling to be just an ordinary friend.

She originally wanted too much, but in the end, she still let down his kindness and warmth.

Jingli just felt that he couldn't raise his head.

Perhaps she had foreseen this possibility early in the morning, so even if she returned to Tongcheng and even went to Huaian Painting Hall to visit, she never thought about meeting him again.

But now, we have seen everything we should see or not.
Chapter completed!