I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 485 My Sister is Still Young
Xia Qingdai left, but Yan Shixian sat in the driver's seat and didn't get out. He watched Xia Qingdai walk to the corner, and when he couldn't even see her back, he held his head in his hands in annoyance.

In fact, he had wanted to confess his feelings today, but Xia Qingdai mistook the flowers he had carefully prepared in the box as the original decoration of the box.

Before leaving, he handed Xia Qingdai a bouquet of lavender and blue enchantress, whose flower language was "waiting for love", but she smiled blankly and asked him, "Ah, can I take the flowers in the box away?"

What else could he say except "yes".

This misunderstanding, whether intentional or not, made Yan Shixian swallow the words he was about to say.

Whether Xia Qingdai was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, it proved that she might not be interested in him and didn't think about it at all.

In that case, it’s better not to say anything, otherwise you will lose all your friends.

In fact, long-distance relationships are not realistic. Thinking this way, I won’t feel too sad about the things I didn’t say.

They are all still young. If they work hard for their careers and studies for a few years, it may not be too late to talk about other things.

Xia Qingdai's eight-year direct doctoral program also made Yan Shixian put some of his worries to rest. Based on his interactions with Xia Qingdai over the past two years, he felt that she would not be the type of person who would get married and have children while studying.

Then he still has at least six years to plan for the confession.

"Oh." Thinking of this, Yan Shixian sighed, pushed the door and got out of the car.

In fact, this is the only way he can comfort himself now. He didn't muster up the courage to confess today, so he can only think positively in an Ah Q way.

Xia Qingdai, who returned home with a bouquet of flowers, attracted the attention of her brother Xia Shanglu, who had also just returned home.

He asked casually, "Who sent you the flowers? You students buy such expensive flowers."

"Oh, they are flowers from the restaurant. You can take them away, so I took them back."

"What kind of restaurant has such an expensive bouquet and asked you to bring it back?" Xia Shanglu didn't believe it was a gift from the restaurant. "Did you have a dinner date with someone today? Why didn't you mention it?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Xia Qingdai unwrapped the bouquet and said, "Yan Shixian invited me to dinner at a French restaurant. The prices there are high, so I guess he sent me flowers."

Xia Shanglu expressed his doubts, but the flowers were not important, so he did not comment on it. He only asked, "Are you two going to dinner? Why did he think of inviting you to dinner out of the blue?"

"He's leaving China next year and going to the United States to play in the college league there." Xia Qingdai took out a glass vase, filled it with water, and began to arrange the flowers one by one, saying happily, "Although these flowers have been artificially dyed and powdered, they are still pretty."

She had learned the art of flower arrangement from her governess Miss White in the 18th century, so she was very adept at arranging flowers, and her bouquet looked no worse than the one she had just wrapped.

When Xia Shanglu heard Xia Qingdai say that Yan Shixian was leaving China, he laughed easily: "It's good for him to leave. It's really a waste of time for him to stay in the domestic college league with his level. It's a pity that I won't be able to see him play live in the future."

As a fan, from a professional perspective, he also agrees with the path chosen by the future basketball superstar Yan Shixian. In terms of basketball, there is no league in the world with a higher level than the American league. If a basketball player can prove himself there, his life will be worthwhile.

"He just invited you to dinner and told you that he was going to transfer to another school. He didn't say anything else?"

"Yeah." Xia Qingdai looked at the flowers she had arranged with satisfaction and said casually, "Anything else you want to say?"

"No." Xia Shanglu smiled happily when he heard this, "I'm just asking casually."

As long as no one wanted to cheat his sister away, he would feel relaxed. Although he liked Yan Shixian very much, his sister was still young and could not be easily deceived.

"Brother, you seem very happy." Xia Qingdai raised her eyes and glanced at her brother.

"Yeah, I am happy indeed." Xia Shanglu said with a smile, "As a fan, of course I am happy to see our country's future basketball star go abroad. Oh, no, Xiaoyan can't even be described as a future star. With his performance in the Olympics, he can already be considered a star. At least in China, he is definitely the number one star. Going abroad will definitely benefit him in every way."

"Oh." When talking about basketball, Xia Shanglu became more talkative, but Xia Qingdai was too lazy to listen.

After she finished arranging the flowers, she picked up the vase and pretended to yawn at her brother, saying, "It's so late. I'm going back to my room to take a shower and go to bed. Brother, you should also go to bed early. Good night."

"Okay, go to bed." Xia Shanglu stepped forward and rubbed Xia Qingdai's head affectionately. He still missed her after not seeing her for a week. It was indeed much more lively at home with a younger sister.

Xia Qingdai usually lives on campus. When he comes home from work alone, he always feels that the house is cold and deserted, without any sense of worldly life.

"Oh, don't rub my head, it gets greasy easily!" Xia Qingdai took her brother's big hand, rolled her eyes at him, then ran straight to her room holding the vase.

She hadn't seen Owen for five days and she missed him terribly.

Now that Fucui Villa had disappeared, the surveillance camera that she had asked Du Zhong to bind to the drone was no longer useful. This was because the camera set up above the wild map could not capture the scene below, probably because the space was constantly refreshing.

If she chose to use the drone's built-in camera to lower the altitude and enter the 18th century's atmosphere to shoot, she would be able to take pictures. But once the altitude sinks, the drone will automatically lose the network.

Without the Internet, the footage cannot be sent back to her phone. That is meaningless, as she cannot see it immediately and react in time.

Moreover, using a drone to follow the speed of the sailing fleet consumes a lot of power, and the filming can only last for half an hour. If there is no power and the Internet is disconnected, if one of them accidentally falls into the sea, she will be heartbroken.

So now whenever she goes to school, she has no idea about the situation in Lilliput and can only pray that Owen has smooth sailing at sea.

At the end of the 18th century, Britain could be said to be the world's most powerful country, and their navy was also one of the most powerful in the world.

This delegation is escorted by warships, so even though it has to travel across half the globe, Xia Qingdai is not very worried about Owen's safety.

Surely no pirate would dare to provoke this British team. In history, this delegation also successfully arrived in the Qing Dynasty to meet Emperor Qianlong, and nothing happened during the journey that was worthy of being recorded in history.