Chapter 34: Chapter Thirty-Nine: You Remembered Wrong

Lu Xun once said: a song, no matter how much you like it, if you set it as an alarm, you will never like it again (bushi).

At this moment, Chen Ci's situation, although not exactly the same, is pretty similar.

All afternoon, his head was buzzing; he probably would even talk in his sleep at night, saying, "If you have a dream, there will be a miracle..."

"Have some water."

Xiao Tong's voice sounded beside him as she placed a cup of water next to Chen Ci.

Not long ago they had just seen off a batch; now it was nearing evening, Chen Ci sat in the courtyard, resting in the breeze and, incidentally, watching the sunset.

Chen Ci took the cup, tilted his head back, and drained it in one gulp; the water Xiao Tong brought was always sweet.

"Mao Mao, thank you."

Xiao Tong sat down beside him, slightly dissatisfied, pursing her lips: "Do you have to thank me just for a cup of water?"

Chen Ci gave a faint smile: "You know I'm not thanking you for that."

"Then what are you thanking me for?"

Xiao Tong blinked her eyes, as if she knew, yet as if she didn't.

Chen Ci drew a deep breath of cool evening air: "It's really nice to have you by my side."

"Hmm..."

Thinking much the same as Xiao Tong, her gaze gradually shifted away from Chen Ci, and together they looked out at the distant evening glow.

As the old saying goes, morning clouds mean stay indoors, evening clouds mean travel ten thousand miles; such fiery clouds are rarely seen in Jingcheng, so tomorrow's weather should be quite good.

"Me too..."

Xiao Tong murmured softly; Chen Ci didn't catch it, turned his neck: "What?"

Xiao Tong reacted quickly: "Nothing, are you hungry? I'll go make food."

"I'm okay, how about you, Mao Mao?" Chen Ci asked back.

"I'm not hungry either." Xiao Tong replied without hesitation.

"Alright, there's still the last batch of five people, right? After it's over I'll treat everyone to a meal as a reward—you all have worked hard today."

"Don't you want to eat the food I make?"

Xiao Tong seemed a little anxious, once again pursing her lips as if acting coquettish.

Chen Ci couldn't help laughing: "How could I not? I just don't want Pang Zi and the others to ruin your cooking. Mao Mao, from now on you only cook for me."

"Hmm..." Xiao Tong's face broke into a smile again.

"By the way, Mao Mao, have you sent those supplements to Aunt?"

"I haven't had the chance yet; what's up?"

"No, but before using those supplements, I suggest Aunt first get a full check-up and hear the doctor's opinion."

"Hmm..."

On one side the sunset is infinitely beautiful; on the other, rubbing his belly while waiting for dusk.

This refers to Pang Zi and Lao Zhao and the others, who are already so hungry their stomachs are growling.

You two are so full from drinking water that you've forgotten they even exist?

No way out; since Chen Ci has spoken, we can only keep waiting.

Fortunately we didn't make them wait too long; the final group finally arrived. m.

Chen Ci also finally got his wish, taking Xiao Tong's hand as they rose together to greet them.

The first person walking into the courtyard was an "acquaintance"; Chen Ci waved from afar: "Na Zha!"

Na Zha opposite also happily waved back; seeing Chen Ci, all she could think about was her bag.

Xiao Tong turned her little face curiously: "You know her?"

"I went to pick her up yesterday with Pang Zi, right, Pang Zi..."

Chen Ci turned to look for Pang Zi's figure, only to find him looking miserable, as if life had lost all meaning.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Hungry..."

"Oh."

Seeing Pang Zi like that, Chen Ci also felt a bit hungry, facing Xiao Tong: "Let's eat first; it's a good chance to treat them too."

The "them" Chen Ci referred to naturally were Na Zha and the few other ethnic minority girls.

Xiao Tong certainly wouldn't refuse, and besides she was very curious: with so many people filming the promotional video, why did Chen Ci specifically go to the airport to pick up Na Zha?

Could it be just because she's prettier...?

For Na Zha today, it was practically the longest day of her life.

Maybe she slept too much on the plane, maybe she was anxious about losing her bag; either way, she hardly slept at all in the hotel that night.

She got up early, both anticipating and nervous, waiting for the staff's notice arrangements.

The anticipation was because she could get her bag back today; the nervousness was naturally from worrying she might never find it again.

Yet in that anxious yet excited mood, an entire morning passed, and she still hadn't gotten anything.

Na Zha begged her sister to inquire, but the reply was that everyone would go through training in batches, meaning just keep waiting.

There was nothing else to do, so Na Zha just kept waiting.

Time ticked by second by second, and the little patience she had gradually wore away.

As dusk approached, she could wait no longer, mustered courage to seek information.

Many in the hotel were like her, representatives of various ethnic groups attending the countdown event; from others, Na Zha received an almost hopeless message.

Basically everyone had returned after finishing training!

Little Na Zha couldn't help but feel a bad premonition—could it be that she's been forgotten?

As the sun was about to set, that thought became increasingly hard to shake off.

Little Na Zha even started to imagine that Chen Ci had deliberately left her behind, because he hadn't helped her find her bag......

After an unknown amount of time, Na Zha now had little hope left, and even gave up.

But she still hadn't forgiven Chen Ci; if she couldn't find it, she'd say she couldn't find it, but lies were unacceptable!

Unconsciously, Na Zha's mood shifted from nervous anticipation to condemning Chen Ci for lying.

He lied at first meeting—how foolish I was to think he was a good person at the start!

Just as Na Zha couldn't break free, her condemnation of Chen Ci reaching a peak, the car to pick her up arrived......

Little Na Zha couldn't remember how she got in the car, how far she'd traveled, only that a beautiful big house suddenly appeared before her eyes.

Outside the house was a big garden; at the garden gate, a familiar yet unfamiliar person waved at him—none other than the Chen Ci she had condemned in her heart ten thousand times......

At that moment she had just gotten out of the car, preparing to immediately chase after him to demand her bag.

She hadn't taken a few steps before someone called out to her, and she got back in the car.

Now that she had seen Chen Ci, Na Zha's anxious heart had already relaxed halfway; looking back, Chen Ci gave her a confident smile.

Little Na Zha didn't understand, but she got in the car again, this time arriving at a very nice restaurant.

Just after getting out of the car and seeing Chen Ci again, Little Na Zha didn't bother with how she had previously badmouthed him in her heart; she immediately rushed forward excitedly, spreading her hands.

Xiao Tong was startled by Na Zha's sudden action, not understanding why.

Chen Ci naturally knew why she had come; without changing expression, he took out a white paper bag from the car and hung it on Na Zha's slender fingers.

Na Zha didn't even have time to say thanks, immediately rummaging through the bag.

A few seconds later, a small black leather square bag appeared in her hand.

Na Zha puffed her lips in doubt: "This isn't mine......"

Chen Ci was stunned by her words: "No way, take another good look."

Not......

But the airport police said this was yours, police wouldn't be wrong, so you must have remembered wrong......