Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 54: Separation is also the beginning of reunion

The next day.

When it was still dawn, Lai Guanlin stuffed the last sweatshirt into the suitcase.

Zhang Han stood on the roadside and looked towards Room 8. In the end, he just took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the windowsill covered with morning glories.

"gone."

Shu Qi walked forward dragging a silver-gray suitcase, her sunglasses covering nearly half of her face.

The door of Room 8 suddenly opened, and Zhou Ye poked his head out with messy hair.

"Sister Shu Qi, would you like some soy milk? Jiang Qing just ground it..."

"No, thank you Yezi! I have something urgent to do and need to leave."

Before she could finish her words, Shu Qi interrupted her with a smile.

At this time, the agent had already stepped forward and took her luggage.

Zhang Han and Lai Guanlin also waved to Zhou Ye, then turned and left.

We said goodbye just now during breakfast.

After walking a few steps, Lai Guanlin looked back but could no longer see Zhou Ye. He lowered his head in a state of loss.

"Don't think about it, Xiao Lai. You met her at the wrong time, just like me."

"Compared to people like Jiang Qing, we are just here to make up the numbers."

“Don’t be depressed.”

Zhang Han smiled, patted his shoulder, and walked away quickly.

Lai Guanlin looked back again, then turned around expressionlessly and followed Zhang Han.

The sound of three black commercial vehicles rolling over the bluestone road startled the sparrows napping in the peach tree.

By the time the sun climbed over the threshing ground, the program crew's open-air dining table was already filled with delicious dishes.

When director Ikehara announced through a loudspeaker that this was the last lunch, Guo Qilin was picking up a piece of bacon and putting it into the spicy bowl. When he heard this, his chopsticks shook and oil splashed onto Wang Sulong's newly changed sweatshirt.

"Director, your timing is so tight..."

Li Xueqin slowly turned the teacup, smiling with a gloating look.

"You have a grudge against Director Wang's new clothes, right?"

As everyone laughed, Zhou Ye noticed that Meng Ziyi was using chopsticks to poke small holes in the rice.

Following her dazed gaze, I saw Jiang Qing's tall and straight figure answering the phone under the peach tree. His white shirt was blown to his waist by the wind, revealing a rare youthfulness in him.

"Is he returning to the capital today?"

Meng Ziyi suddenly spoke, startling Zhou Ye so much that he almost knocked over the bowl of soup.

"Maybe"

Zhou Ye lowered his head to stir the mushroom soup in the bowl, and the reflection in the soup made people feel uneasy.

She has always disliked separation, and this time even more so.

After a while, Jiang Qing, who had finished his phone call, came back and sat down.

Meng Ziyi was wondering whether he should ask him where he was going and see if he could give him a ride so that they could spend more time together.

But after glancing at Zhou Ye beside her, she still didn't ask.

I've persisted for so long, I don't care about this little while.

When Song Dandan came to Jiang Qing holding the rice wine, Wang Sulong was breaking the last piece of glutinous rice cake into two halves.

The old man's eyes were still red from watching "The Peony Pavilion" last night, and there was a hint of reluctance to part when he spoke.

"Xiao Jiang, if you come to Beijing next time, don't forget to contact me. I'll treat you to a meal."

"Or ask me to play mahjong"

"Please forgive him!"

Guo Qilin suddenly jumped out from behind with a painful expression.

"Last time we played eight rounds, Dr. Jiang actually used all the theory of probability."

"Hahaha……"

A burst of laughter suddenly broke out at the table.

Zhou Ye raised his eyes quietly amidst the laughter and met Jiang Qing's smiling gaze.

She lowered her head in a hurry, and the lotus root slices floating in the soup bowl were suddenly crushed by the silver spoon.

Jiang Qing smiled slightly. This girl was still so jumpy.

After lunch, Guo Qilin, Li Xueqin and others came forward to say goodbye to Jiang Qing, and repeatedly emphasized that he should not pretend not to know them in the future.

Amidst the laughter and noise, the number of people at the scene dwindled.

When the two RVs arrived, they startled all the sparrows on the ground.

Meng Ziyi's assistant was waiting by the RV with an umbrella, and Zhou Ye's agent was checking his watch for the third time.

The two girls stood inside and outside the threshold, their shadows pressed into a thin piece by the midday sun.

"We're going to Hengdian, right?"

Zhou Ye fiddled with the tassels on the canvas bag, his voice filled with complex emotions.

"I heard that the makeup look of agarwood like powder is particularly fairy-like."

"Be careful not to burn your hands when you record in a Chinese restaurant."

Meng Ziyi suddenly reached out and brushed off the dust in her hair, remembering the last kitchen crisis.

“Last time I could even cook instant noodles.”

"Ah! Sister Meng, stop talking!"

Before she could finish her words, Zhou Ye jumped up and interrupted her, and the two girls bumped into each other with laughter.

There are some things that both of them know very well, but they also truly regard each other as good friends.

Jiang Qing leaned against the porch pillar and looked at them, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the dried February orchid in his pocket.

It was at this moment that the roar of the engine tore through the sadness of parting.

The flashy burgundy sports car did a tailspin and stopped at the open space at the door. The moment Yang Wei rolled down the window, he looked like the second-generation villain in a movie.

"Lao Jiang! My buddy is here to pick you up!" The skinny Yang Wei shouted while clinging to the car door. The big black sunglasses on his face looked particularly funny.

"Viagra."

Jiang Qing stood up straight and looked at him unhappily.

"If you raise your voice any louder, you'll scare the squirrels in Tizi Valley into sterilization."

Amidst the laughter, everyone remembered that this was the "relationship" that Jiang Qing had mentioned before.

"Hello everyone, I'm the production director of Taohuawu and Jiang Qing's college roommate. You can call me Tom."

At this time, Yang Wei got out of the car, took off his sunglasses, and introduced himself to the remaining guests with a smile.

When he mentioned the name, he emphasized it.

"Hello, Producer Yang."

Everyone greeted each other and was very enthusiastic.

Not to mention Jiang Qing, such a young variety show production director also deserves their best treatment.

"Jiang Qing."

At this time, Zhou Ye suddenly walked to Jiang Qing and spoke, his voice so soft as if he was afraid of scaring away butterflies.

"I"

Before he could finish his words, Meng Ziyi's RV suddenly honked.

Her agent leaned out of the car window and urged her, shocking Zhou Ye so much that she swallowed back the rest of her words.

"I'm leaving now. Bye!"

Meng Ziyi glanced at Jiang Qing reluctantly, then hurriedly waved goodbye to everyone and trotted towards the RV.

After waving his hand, Zhou Ye turned around and saw Jiang Qing raising his eyebrows waiting for the next words. Suddenly, he reached out and pulled off the watch strap on his wrist.

"Lend it to me for the show!"

She slowly backed away, shaking her silver mechanical watch, and frantically organizing her words.

"The Chinese restaurant is going to film a special on chefs..."

"Well, remember to return it to me next time we meet."

Jiang Qing interrupted her with a smile, pointing to express his opinion.

"Ok!"

Zhou Ye stared at him blankly, his little face visibly filled with joy.

She nodded hard.

"Bye Jiang Qing, see you next time!"

After receiving a positive response, Zhou Ye almost jumped up with joy.

The corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and his eyes were narrowed into slits.

"See you next time."

Jiang Qing smiled and nodded at her with an affirmative tone.

They will definitely meet again.

"Ok!"

The girl nodded heavily, then turned and walked towards the RV.

After watching Zhou Ye walk away, Jiang Qing turned around and waved to Wang Sulong and the others, then got into Yang Wei's car while saying goodbye.

When he sat down, Yang Wei was winking at him.

"Sure, Mr. Jiang, this girl is better than the previous one in school..."

"The air conditioner is off."

Jiang Qing fastened his seat belt with a look of disgust on his face.

"Your mouth smells too strongly of the seafood market."

"Hey...buddy came all the way here to pick you up!"

"Quiet."

"Okay~"

As the engine roared onto the road, the last thing that flashed in the rearview mirror was Zhou Ye standing next to the RV and waving.

The sunlight reflected from the dial on her wrist dazzled Jiang Qing's eyes, reminding him of her trembling eyelashes in the moonlight last night.

Suddenly, he felt half a box of mints in his pocket.

Jiang Qing picked up one and put it in his mouth, and found a line of small words on the back of the candy wrapper.

“You need the cleanest stream water to survive the summer.”

The mountain breeze carried peach blossoms past the car window. Jiang Qing took out his cell phone and opened the photo album.

In the latest photos, apart from himself, Zhou Ye looks flustered, while Meng Ziyi is smiling brightly in the background holding a selfie stick.

Jiang Qing's fingertips hovered over the photo for a long time before he locked the screen.

Everything will be answered in time.

He has never been afraid of separation. In his view, separation is also the beginning of reunion.

At this moment, on the winding mountain road, Zhou Ye was breathing out the car window.

The outline of the mechanical watch drawn by the fingertips in the mist gradually dissipated, just like the unspoken thoughts.

In the RV on the other side, Meng Ziyi took the iced American coffee handed to her by her assistant.

The moment the phone screen lit up, her fingertips painted with nude nail polish slid across Weibo Special Attention.

Looking at Jiang Qing's Weibo without any updates, she suddenly remembered that this Weibo was registered for him by Zhou Ye.

In the future, she wanted to be more involved in his life.

"See you in Lin'an."

Turning his head to look at the scenery receding outside the window, Meng Ziyi's barely perceptible voice drifted gently in the car.

This time, she won't have any scruples.

(End of this chapter)