Ling Zhi didn't know how to reply for a while. After thinking about it, he tentatively asked:
"Qingyue, you said last time that your father promised to help you apply for an ID card. Is the ID card ready now?"
After waiting for a while, Han Qingyue replied to the message. Ling Zhi saw that it was Han Qingyue who took a photo of her own ID card and sent it over.
The profile picture on the ID card is indeed that of a junior sister Ling Zhi is familiar with. Her date of birth was 22 years ago, followed by her address and ID number.
It looks like a normal ID card, but Lexus knows that its appearance must be of great significance to Han Qingyue!
"Congratulations, Qingyue, but I'm a little strange. Since you already have an ID card, it stands to reason that people around you should treat you...as a normal person. But why do you
You don’t have any rest today?”
"Isn't it normal that I didn't take a rest? The Spring Festival is indeed of great significance to you, but it doesn't really matter to me. And it doesn't really make a big difference whether I take a break or not, senior brother, don't worry."
Ling Zhi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but ask:
"Don't you feel unwilling to do so? You obviously have an ID card, but the people around you still treat you...as a hard worker. You don't want them to accompany you.
you?"
After this sentence was sent, Han Qingyue did not reply for a long time. Unknowingly, the time had reached 12 midnight.
Zhao Shiyan switched the channel back to the Spring Festival Gala, and the New Year's bells continued to echo on the TV, followed by another celebratory song and dance.
At this moment, everyone is happily welcoming the New Year, but for Ling Zhi, when he thinks of Han Qingyue, he feels mixed feelings in his heart.
At this moment, Han Qingyue finally replied to him:
"I'm sorry, senior brother, my father just called me and he wished me a happy Spring Festival."
Seeing this sentence, Ling Zhi felt a little more at ease.
"Well, Qingyue, if it's convenient, can you tell me who your father is?"
Although Ling Zhi has always made some guesses, he has never been able to determine the identity of Han Qingyue's "father", so he wanted to take this opportunity to ask. If Han Qingyue doesn't want to tell, that's okay.
"You should have met him, senior brother. My father is Han Wensheng, the dean of the Intelligent Sensing Business Group of Kexun Company."
"So that's it. President Han has to go on a business trip to Pengcheng for the Chinese New Year. It's really hard. But he at least remembered to call you. I think he should still miss you."
"Yes, so I am already very satisfied. Dad is always busy at work, and I don't need him to waste time with me."
Ling Zhi didn't know whether he should be happy for her or think she was too easily satisfied.
However, on this festive day, he did not want to say depressing words to Han Qingyue, so he wished her a Happy New Year again, reminded her not to work too late, and ended the chat.
At this moment, Han Qingyue, who was in Pingcheng Kexun Company, was staring blankly at the screen of his mobile phone, without giving the next instructions in his mind.
After a while, the phone screen went off, and she realized that she had been in a daze for a long time.
She put her phone aside, put her hands on the keyboard again, and started typing.
At this moment, she was the only one working in the company building. The headlights in the studio had long been turned off, and only the computer in front of Han Qingyue was still glowing in the room. Looking in from the outside of the building, this light was barely detectable.
No one in the company could have imagined that Han Qingyue, who always worked overtime until the last one, had never returned to her nominal "home".
...
Zhao Shiyan and Li Mengyao also paid New Year greetings to their friends. Zhao Shiyan also took a video for his mother to show that he was having a good time at Lingzhi's house.
Immediately afterwards, Ling Zhi was asked to call Zhao Shiyan's mother, and Ling Zhi did not dare not answer the call.
"Hey, Auntie, Happy New Year!"
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, thank you, auntie."
"Yes, yes, I will send them back to Qi City by car tomorrow morning. If they hurry, they can arrive tonight."
"Yes! We must let them sleep well!"
"Well, no, no, absolutely not, don't worry..."
Zhao Shiyan listened at a loss and didn't know what his mother said to Ling Zhi.
Soon, Ling Zhi returned the phone to Zhao Shiyan. Zhao Shiyan didn't know if it was his imagination, but Zhao Shiyan felt cold sweat break out on Ling Zhi's face.
After talking to his mother for a while, Zhao Shiyan hung up the phone.
"Hey, Ling Zhi, what did my mother say to you?"
"Nothing, just wishing each other happy New Year, and then I told her the specific time for you two to take the car back tomorrow."
"I know all this. What I want to ask is, which sentence of my mother were you responding to when you just said, 'No, no, absolutely not'?"
"It's nothing, just... don't let me bully you two."
"Really?"
Zhao Shiyan felt that his mother was just worrying, and Ling Zhi would definitely not bully him and Mengyao.
To put it bluntly, even if he has such a thief's heart, he doesn't have the thief's courage!
"However, your mother is really soft-spoken. I originally thought she was similar to you."
"Lingzhi, what do you mean? You said I'm not gentle enough, right?"
"How is that possible? I didn't mean that..."
After another round of fighting, Zhao Shiyan finally let Ling Zhi go. However, after all this trouble, the time was approaching 12:30, the Spring Festival Gala ended successfully, and it was time to go to bed.
Lingzhi took the two girls to Yu Ping's room and told them the truth:
"My mother meant for you two to sleep in her room. However, my father also slept in this room during his lifetime. After my father left, my mother moved into my room while I was away at school."
"So if you mind, you can sleep in my room tonight, and I'll sleep at my mom's place. What do you think?"
Zhao Shiyan didn't care at all:
"It doesn't matter where I sleep. I won't have any psychological shadow. Don't worry, Ling Zhi."
Li Mengyao also nodded:
"I think the same thing as Shi Yan. I'm satisfied if I have a place to sleep. I don't care who has slept here before."
"Is that so? As long as you don't mind. In addition, there are two sets of pajamas here that my mother specially prepared for you two. You can try them on to see if they fit. I'll go out first. I wish you both a good night."
"Um, Lexus, can you wait a moment?"
"Hmm? Is there anything else, Shi Yan?"
"I discussed it with Mengyao. Aren't you going to visit the graves to worship your ancestors tomorrow morning? Why don't we go with you?"
...
After washing up, lying in the familiar and warm bed, Ling Zhi began to think about things again.
Ling Zhi was naturally very grateful that Zhao Shiyan and Li Mengyao were willing to accompany him to worship their ancestors, but it was a hardship for them both and they had to get up early with him.
A night of silence.
Originally, Ling Zhi thought Zhao Shiyan would come over to attack her, but in the end he didn't wait for her, and he didn't know whether he should be grateful or disappointed.
At five o'clock in the morning, Ling Zhi woke up, finished washing, and started cooking dumplings for breakfast.
After the second bowl of water was poured into the boiling dumpling pot, the two girls were fully dressed and walked out of the room.
"Lingzhi, what time did you get up?"
"Five o'clock, what's wrong?"
"It's too early! Are you sleepy?"
"I'm not sleepy, I'm very energetic now! I might feel sleepy after a while, and then I'll just find a way to make up for my sleep."
"Hey, thank you for your hard work! Mengyao, what I said is right, isn't Ling Zhi very homely?"
Li Mengyao sat next to Zhao Shiyan and said with a smile:
"Yes, I remember that the fillings that Lexus served on New Year's Day were similar to the dumplings we had this time. At that time, you should have already known that Lexus was very homely."
Zhao Shiyan was very happy, and just when he was about to chime in with a few words, Li Mengyao poured another basin of cold water on her:
"But Shi Yan, you also need to learn more essential skills at home from Ling Zhi. After all, you have to meet your aunt sooner or later."
Zhao Shiyan didn't care:
"It's okay, it's okay. We are in a hurry this time and we will definitely not see Auntie. The next time we come to Ling Zhi's house, it may not be until a few years later."
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of turning keys at the door. Zhao Shiyan was so startled by the sound that he stood up and didn't even bother to eat the dumplings!
"Mom? Why are you back so early? Didn't you promise that you won't be back until this afternoon?"
Ling Zhi felt a little surprised and walked forward with dumplings in hand and asked.
Yu Ping stood at the door, looking at the two girls standing at the table with a smile on her face, and responded:
"Didn't I come back early from my shift change with my colleagues? I also want to meet our guests. Hey, sit down quickly and don't be so formal."
"Ah, hello, auntie."
Li Mengyao and Zhao Shiyan smiled and greeted Yu Ping, but Zhao Shiyan's smile was a little forced.
Yu Ping waved her hand, telling them not to be so polite, and invited them to sit down and eat.
Ling Zhi went to the kitchen and served the extra dumplings to Yu Ping, while Yu Ping went to the bedroom to take off her coat and change into home clothes.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Shiyan complained in a low voice with a sad face:
"Meng Yao, look at it, it's a prophecy, it's all your fault!"
Li Mengyao just covered her mouth and smiled, and did not really take her friend's complaints seriously.
Then, the four people gathered around the table and chatted "hotly".
Yu Ping recognized Zhao Shiyan among the two girls at a glance. After all, Ling Zhi had shown Zhao Shiyan's photo to his mother.
Ling Zhi felt that his mother was in high spirits, and she didn't bother eating dumplings. From time to time, she asked the two girls about things that Ling Zhi had told her on the phone before.
But elders just like to talk when they have nothing to say. In their opinion, the feeling of chatting on the phone is still very different from talking in person.
Zhao Shiyan, who was usually relatively active when she got together with her friends, was mute now and kept burying her face in the bowl. She would only raise her head and answer obediently when Yu Ping asked.
Of course, Ling Zhi was also helping her attract firepower. Ling Zhi helped her answer many questions. After all, meeting her parents this time was an "accident", and it was normal for her not to be mentally prepared.
In contrast, Li Mengyao was more open-minded. Most of the time, she thanked Yu Ping for her hospitality and praised Yu Ping from ear to ear.
And with this enthusiasm, Yu Ping naturally would not take the initiative to mention Li Mengyao's family affairs, but simply said polite words, hoping that they could visit her home more often in the future.
Breakfast time passed quickly and it was already 6 o'clock.
Ling Zhi saw that Zhao Shiyan was really embarrassed, so he didn't delay any more. He helped Zhao Shiyan pack his luggage in time and said goodbye to Yu Ping.
"Hey, Ling Zhi, please wait for a while."
Yu Ping went into the house and worked for a while, sorting out a large bag of snacks such as milk and fruits, and handed them to Zhao Shiyan:
"You guys have a long way home, so you need to take food with you on the way."
"Um, Auntie, that's too much. We can't finish it."
"It's okay. If you can't finish it, take it home and eat more. Let your mother try the fruits we have here. Unfortunately, time is tight this time. Otherwise, I can fry a few more vegetable corners for you to eat on the road.
Something warm."
"Um, Auntie, no need for that! We still have to catch the bus, so we can talk more slowly later. Let's go first."
After saying that, Zhao Shiyan couldn't wait to pull Ling Zhi into the elevator.
Li Mengyao glanced at them dumbfounded, turned around and bowed solemnly to Yu Ping to thank her, and then got into the elevator with Ling Zhi and Zhao Shiyan.
After arriving downstairs, Zhao Shiyan didn't realize it. She cried to Ling Zhi with a bitter face:
"Ling Zhi, it's over, it's over, my performance just now was too bad! Do you think Auntie will fall in love with Mengyao?"