Since the last time Lin Qing returned to China, the two of them had not chatted. When Qian Zhi saw the message popping up, she was stunned for a moment and then clicked on the reply box.

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: Brother Qinglai, have you returned to China? 】

[Lin Qinglai: Well, I won’t leave again. 】

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: You have had enough training outside and have come back haha.]

It seems like those people who went abroad before.

One after another, they all turned around and returned home during this period.

They are all densely packed together.

For example, Lin Qinglai, or a little earlier, Song Qishen a while ago.

[Lin Qinglai: Yes, so when can we meet? Let’s have a meal together. 】

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian: Are you busy? I probably have to follow the class schedule and some activities arranged by the school, and the time may not be certain. 】

[Lin Qinglai: It doesn’t matter. I will set a certain time then. You can see if you are free. 】

【Qianqian loves Qianqian: Okay.】

About half a year ago, Lin Qing went back and forth to the country. At that time, he seemed to have something important to deal with. In a hurry, he took a free day and took her to play in Yin City for a day.

Although Qianzhi's circle of friends has permission to watch, it does not have time permission.

The travel circle of friends where the two took a photo last time is still hanging quietly in her photo album.

In fact, because both of them had been slightly lonely since childhood, Lin Qinglai and Qian Zhi were not able to talk to each other when they were children, but they were miraculously able to stay together most of the time, so they spent more time together.

For example, sitting together in an alley, he reads a book and she chews a lollipop.

Another example is that she moved an old-fashioned wicker chair to enjoy the shade under the plane tree in the courtyard, and crazily made up for her summer homework before school started. At that time, other boys were playing basketball on the court nearby, but he was the only one who did not participate.

, just sitting quietly aside, still reading a book, the two of them had no conversation.

Although Lin Qinglai was considered a gentle person, it seemed as if there was an invisible line that separated him and made him invisible.

It also made him feel a little distant.

As a result, his relationship with the other boys in the compound was neither better nor worse than Qian Zhi's, just not that close anyway.

But after growing up, as time went by, looking back at the whole compound, it seemed that they were the only two people who had a lot of contact.

However, Lin Qinglai was also very busy and would only occasionally look for her on WeChat before returning to China.

Later, the two met and had a meal together, and their relationship was maintained well.

After Lin Qing arrived, he didn't reply on WeChat. He probably looked at the meal time, which is his usual style.

Qian Zhi went to the mobile app to check her schedule. Fortunately, the internship hadn't completely started yet. Except for some busy classes on weekdays, her daily routine was pretty much the same as before.

At this moment, the cell phone rang suddenly.

Qian Zhi looked at the chat box that popped up, and the interface of her mobile phone switched back to the WeChat interface. She clicked in directly without looking at the notes displayed above. She subconsciously thought it was Lin Qing who had returned.

Therefore, without thinking, she said this -

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian: Have you set a time for dinner? In fact, I am still free this weekend. I will have a national competition later, and I need to book tickets then. If I can’t spare time, why not eat what we used to do?

The one I’ve been to.]

For a long time, there was no response from WeChat.

Qian Zhi raised her eyes slightly and looked at the green bird at the top of the chat interface, but she still didn't react.

Song Qishen took the lead and sent a message directly.

【Song Peacock:?】

She actually sent it to Song Qishen!

[Qianqian loves Qianqian:.........]

[Song Peacock: What is the right time? 】

[Song Kongque: So you are going to eat with these piglets after posting this kind of pig-head-beating emoticon.]

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian: Don’t change the concept secretly, I don’t have it! I saw the video of your interview, what’s below is all that...]

【Song Peacock: Huh?】

【Song Peacock: What, what, what.】

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian: You still wore the one I gave you to the interview...]

[Song Peacock: Yes.]

[Song Peacock: Are you so handsome? 】

[Qianqian loves Qianqian:.........]

[Song Kongque: Okay, brother, I won’t tease you anymore. Are you still tired from school? 】

The night is spreading, and the tent ceiling of the dormitory bed curtain is covered with deep darkness.

But Qian Zhi was buried in the quilt, staring closely at the last sentence of the jargon he sent.

My heart was heated for no reason.

Warmth is flowing everywhere, and what is clutching at the top of my heart is the stability of warmth flowing through it, as quiet as water.

Qian Zhi felt that her five senses were becoming synesthetized at this moment.

She recalled her sense of smell, the memory on the tip of her nose was clear but also hazy.

But she seemed to particularly like the refreshing scent of Song Qishen.

It is different from many people, just like the afternoon when the snow has just melted, the warm sun shines on the snow, shining like a sparkle, dazzling but clean.

Song Qishen probably saw that she didn't reply for a long time, so he sent another message——

[Song Kongque: Would you like Assistant Xia to send you some food? 】

Qian Zhi thought of the three-layer snack that Song Qishen had entrusted to Assistant Xia to eat.

In the end, the entire dormitory still relied on Tang Jiujiu to successfully complete this task.

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian: It’s okay, I’m tired from class, but I can still guarantee my sleep time! 】

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: But you really don’t need to bother Assistant Xia. There were a lot last time. As you know, I don’t have a big appetite.]

[Song Kongque: I don’t have a big appetite, but I can still drink a whole box of blueberry juice.]

It’s not like she drank it all in one go. Did he think she was a water dispenser?

【Qianqian loves Qianqian:...go to bed early.】

Qian Zhi was about to send him a good night emoticon when Song Qishen suddenly said this.

[Song Kongque: So who have you made an appointment with for dinner? 】

After being silent for so long, Song Qishen still caught this sentence, so he found the right moment and asked it directly.

There is nothing wrong with this sentence at first glance, but it cannot stand up to scrutiny. Most likely, Qian Zhizhi made a mistake.

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: Brother Qinglai has returned to China. He wants to have dinner with me. He said he wants to make an appointment. What’s wrong? 】

Song Qishen was silent for a full century.

【Song Peacock: Oh.】

Qianzhi was already a little sleepy, so she just left a sentence——

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian: Well, don’t be too busy too late. I’m going to bed. Good night. 】

Song Qishen originally wanted to start the topic from here, but Qian Zhi said goodbye directly.

When Song Qishen came to three dazzling words, he stared at them closely for a while, then slowly put down his phone.

On a cold winter night, the entire Song family is still brightly lit.

The president's office and the outdoor assistant work area are also bright.

When Assistant Xia was called in, he saw Song Qishen lazily leaning on the swivel chair behind his desk, his fingertips falling on the table and tapping lightly.

"Mr. Song."

"Where did you put the interview video?"

After Song took over, although the overall situation became increasingly stable, there were still many shortcomings in the small situation.

Through such an interview, it can also stabilize everyone's mentality in a certain way.

"As required, all major media channels have pushed it, and it will also be displayed in eye-catching columns on the covers of financial magazines."

Assistant Xia hesitated as he spoke, "Just..."

After a moment's pause, he added in time.

"It's just that the company didn't buy the hot search, but it became a hot search in the entertainment section."

"Yeah." Song Qishen nodded slightly, but didn't really care. He didn't care about it at first.
To be continued...