I have big problems with my superpowers and my relationship

With her heart knot untied, Qin Wanqing's voice became lighter.

She put her hand into Lu Chen's, and the two of them continued walking forward holding hands.

but......

"So what's the deal with that little rock?"

"Fuck, how come you still remember..."

"Hmm? Lu Chen, what are you mumbling about?"

"Well, it's nothing. Didn't I just say that this is all Wang Tianyu's fault..."

"..."

There is a constant flow of cars on the road, lights are dancing on the sidewalks, and the convenience store signs are particularly bright.

Behind the cashier counter, Xia Yunian watched Lu Chen and Qin Wanqing walk away, looking thoughtful.

After an unknown amount of time, a customer came in. She then retracted her gaze and spoke seriously:

"welcome."

Chapter 182 The intersection of fate

Early the next morning.

Ten minutes earlier than usual, Lu Chen went downstairs at 8:20.

He was sneaking along the way. In the short distance of a few dozen meters from the apartment building to the gate of the community, he looked back seven or eight times. He looked so nervous that he seemed like Ximen Qing who had just come out of Jinlian's place.

In fact, Qin Wanqing doesn’t have to go to school from today on, so she won’t “accidentally meet” him.

But Lu Chen didn't know about this, so he was still a little worried.

Fortunately, reality is not a TV series, and what he worried about did not happen.

Five minutes later, Lu Chen successfully got into the black Audi parked on the side of the road. Then the car started and quickly drove away from Chunfengli.

At this moment, Qin Wanqing was still eating breakfast at home.

The morning light was bright in the living room, and there was a glass of milk and a sandwich on the coffee table.

Well...it's actually two slices of bread with a fried egg and a slice of ham in between.

Qingbao is a self-disciplined person. He will get up before seven o'clock and make sure to eat breakfast regardless of whether he has classes or not.

But this was undoubtedly harder than climbing to the sky for Song Qiao, so Qin Wanqing made her own breakfast every day.

Before, if she had no classes in the morning, she would go back to her room after breakfast to study painting.

However, since I got the key to Lu Chen's house, this is my exclusive "cleaning" time.

"Guru Guru~"

He ate the last bite of his sandwich and drank all the remaining milk in the glass in one gulp.

After washing the cups and plates, she returned to her room, changed into her "work clothes" of short-sleeved shirt and long pants, checked the time, and confirmed that Lu Chen had gone to "work overtime". The cleaner Xiao Qin immediately set out and happily went to clean the house for her boyfriend.

Although their relationship has not been officially confirmed, since they hold hands every day, Qingbao thinks she is Lu Chen's girlfriend.

"Click~"

Take the elevator to the fifteenth floor, take out the key and open the door.

As expected, Lu Chen was not in the room, only Huangmao was sleeping.

"Xiao Huang~"

Seeing Huangmao raised his head, Qin Wanqing said with a smile while changing her slippers: "I'll clean the house first, and then I'll take you out later."

"Wang~"

Huangmao couldn't hear what she said, but he still called out to show his welcome.

Qin Wanqing didn't waste any time. After tying her hair, she began to clean the room with ease.

I swept and mopped the toilet, kitchen, and living room, and tidied up Huangmao's doghouse.

Thanks to the small size of the apartment, the workload was not too heavy and Comrade Xiao Qin finished the work in less than an hour.

The only thing left to do was do the laundry.

After resting for five minutes, Qin Wanqing stood up and walked to Lu Chen's bedroom, opening the door.

The room was undoubtedly not "tidy". There were a lot of useful and useless things scattered on the table, and the quilt on the bed was not folded.

Qin Wanqing actually wanted to help Lu Chen clean up, but she felt that these were his "personal belongings" and it would be inappropriate for her to mess around with them, so she only took out the clothes that Lu Chen had taken off from the closet.

Qingbao walked to the balcony with the clothes in his arms. Since there was a washing machine there, he didn't need to wash the clothes by hand.

But before putting them into the washing machine, she would carefully check the condition of each piece of clothing.

If there are oil stains or something, Qin Wanqing will rub them with detergent first to avoid them being washed clean directly in the machine.

Also check your pockets for anything.

After all, the last time she was sick, Lu Chen said that he was in the habit of carrying some cash with him.

If the money was laundered accidentally, Qin Wanqing would feel sad for a long time, so she checked it very carefully every time.

Although she has never found even a dollar in Lu Chen's pocket so far.

But things like business cards and invoices do appear quite often.

For example, right now...

"what?"

When checking the pocket of a pair of trousers, Qin Wanqing felt something hard.

Judging from the feel, it should be a business card.

"Really? Something this important needs to be kept well."

Comrade Xiao Qin has not yet entered society and does not know that the main function of business cards these days is to be used as notes. He still thinks that people who have business cards must be big shots.

Therefore, she was somewhat dissatisfied with Lu Chen's carelessness.

But when she took out the cardboard from her trouser pocket while mumbling, the complaint on her face suddenly turned into surprise.

What followed was confusion, astonishment, panic, and helplessness.

"How, how could..."

Her breathing gradually became rapid and her fingers trembled slightly. Qin Wanqing stared at the small piece of paper in her hand with wide eyes, and her mind suddenly went blank.

Even the yellow-haired guy next to her noticed her abnormality and looked over at her in confusion.

"Wang~"

"Wang Wang~"

Standing up, Huangmao called out twice in confusion, but got no response.

Qin Wanqing looked like a fool, as if she had seen some shocking secret.

Well, strictly speaking, this is indeed a "shocking secret" for her.

Because the piece of cardboard in her hand was not a business card.

It's a train ticket.

Tickets from Yanjiang to Luzhou on April 4th, last Sunday.

......

......

Ten o'clock in the morning, Yunshan Cemetery, northern suburb of Yanjiang.

The black Audi slowly drove into the cemetery gate and continued along the smooth asphalt road, with neat rows of small tombstones on both sides of the road.

This was Lu Chen’s first time to come to a cemetery. Before that, he had only seen graves in his hometown.

Although it was the first time I saw it, it wasn't that strange.

After all, there are often similar scenes in movies.

I just don't know why Lu Haichuan buried his wife here.

Shouldn’t wealthy people pay special attention to their “living environment” after death?

Even if we don't build a mausoleum like the ancient emperors, it feels that burial in a place with pleasant scenery and good feng shui is more in line with the "aristocratic style".

Or do cemeteries also have levels?

These are just "ordinary residents", are there also "high-end communities" or even "villa areas" inside?

Looking at the rows of tombstones outside through the car window, Lu Chen felt that it was a bit inappropriate to ask this question now, so he kept silent.

As it turned out, his guess was both right and wrong.

There are indeed differences among the tombs in Yunshan Cemetery, but the differences between the different levels are not too great.

It's probably like economy class, business class, and first class on an airplane.

It looks like the seats are just a little wider apart and a little bigger.

As for the service...

Lu Chen didn’t know about that. After all, he had never sat in first class nor lived in a cemetery.

"Miss, here we are."

The black Audi slowly stopped by the roadside, and Butler Li's voice came from the front.

"Ah."

Lu Shuyu, who was wearing a black dress, agreed. Even though she had no impression of her grandmother, she was still obviously depressed in such an environment.

Lu Chen glanced at her and said nothing.

The two of them quickly got out of the car, and Butler Li took out two white chrysanthemums from the trunk and handed them to the two of them.

"Miss, Mr. Lu, I'll wait for you here."