Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

These dishes were not enough for two people to finish in one meal, so they sealed the remaining Maoxuewang with plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator. Lian Qingyang took out the thermal insulation box that he had washed earlier, packed the remaining shrimp and tofu soup and corn and pork ribs soup separately, put them into a sturdy bag one after another, and handed it to Duan Zhuo who was about to leave.

"We can heat it up and eat it tomorrow morning. Mr. Duan won't waste food, right?"

Duan Zhuo took the bag and looked at Lian Qingyang's cunning expression. He couldn't help but ruffle his hair and said with a smile: "Of course I will take care of it all. After all, it was you who did it."

Lian Qingyang was still not used to his sweet talk, so she turned her head away, trying to hide her slightly blushing face.

Duan Zhuo walked out the door and suddenly remembered something and asked, "Do you want me to order takeout for you tomorrow morning? You can't skip breakfast. It's not good for your health."

"No need." Seeing that Duan Zhuo wanted to speak, Lian Qingyang quickly added, "The weather will be nice tomorrow. I want to go to Chaoyang Beach to watch the sunrise tomorrow morning. I will have breakfast."

Duan Zhuo nodded in relief, said goodbye to Lian Qingyang, and went downstairs.

*

Before dawn, Lian Qingyang had already gotten up, washed up, and prepared to go out. He had a small meal before leaving and took the subway to Asahi Coast.

During the summer vacation, many tourists come to Asahi City for tourism. Asahi Coast is a classic attraction in Asahi City, there are many people waiting to watch the sunrise almost every morning. Even when the sun has not yet come out, many people are already waiting at the beach.

Some people even rented tents specifically to arrive early and catch up on their sleep. Some even found a relatively empty place to stand and quietly wait for the sunrise.

Before the sun even appeared, someone behind him started calling. The person picked up the phone. He didn't know what was said, but he replied in a low voice with an impatient tone, "Didn't I say yesterday that I'd be back tomorrow? I really didn't go today. I was at the Asahi Coast getting ready to watch the sunrise. What? A court summons? I just walked into the company gate. How can you just give us a court summons?"

The surrounding environment was noisy, but Lian Qingyang could still hear the voice coming from behind. After hearing the content, he realized that the person behind him was Meng Linchen. He didn't know what the other party said again. Meng Linchen casually said "um" a few times and hung up the phone.

Lian Qingyang withdrew his attention and looked towards the distant sea, where an orange sphere was slowly emerging from the sea level.

The crowd was in commotion for a while, then gradually quieted down. People looked up and watched the faint light becoming brighter and brighter. Few even uttered exclamations, as if they were filled with awe and solemnity for this brief process.

As the sun rises, the sea surface shimmers, reflecting the golden light. The waves occasionally hit the beach, making crisp sounds, becoming an eternal music in the quiet environment.

Under the sun, everything on the beach became clearly visible. Everyone finally came to their senses and shared their recorded videos or photos with each other, their expressions filled with joy and happiness.

*

Even though Lian Qingyang had seen the sunrise countless times, he was still shocked by the new scenes he saw. He just took a photo, but since there was no one around to share it with, he sent it to Duan Zhuo.

Duan Zhuo should have just woken up, and the message he sent received a quick reply: Very beautiful, very pretty.

He has been in Chaoshi for almost a year and has been busy with company affairs. He has never given himself a day off to watch the sunrise. Now the company is managed by him in an orderly manner. Since nothing will go wrong for a while, he might as well give himself a day off.

Duan Zhuo does what he thinks. Since it is not possible today, he will plan to go with Lian Qingyang on Saturday to watch the sunrise, go shopping in the supermarket, cook and watch a movie together.

Lian Qingyang was about to leave when someone patted his shoulder. He turned around and saw it was Meng Linchen.

Meng Linchen's eyes were initially on the sunrise, but he was gradually attracted by the head in front of him and the person's raised hand. Finally, he watched the person take the photo with his own eyes. At first, he just wanted the photo, but when the person turned around, he found that the face was more attractive.

His eyes froze for a moment, then he put on his most serious side and politely asked, "Hello, I was standing behind you just now and saw that the photos you took are very nice. Could you send me one?"

There are quite a few friends who are sharing photos with each other now. When they get together, others just think they are friends. Some people also come over to look at the photos because Lian Qingyang looks good.

Lian Qingyang politely declined: "My phone is made in China and can't send messages via AirDrop. Please find someone else. Sorry."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave without caring about Meng Linchen's expression.

This was the second time that the arrogant Meng Linchen had fallen in love with someone. Moreover, when he took a closer look, he found that this person looked a bit like Zhuo Ge. Thinking of the call his father had just made, he knew that there was little possibility between him and Zhuo Ge. If he could be with this person, it would not be impossible.

Another thing is that Brother Zhuo has grown a lot taller in the past few years. If he stands next to him, he will definitely be taller than him. Meng Linchen thought about that scene and still found it a little unacceptable. This person is about the same height as himself and has a slim figure. He is very consistent with the image of his ideal partner, and also like the Brother Zhuo he met that year.

Thinking of this, he followed and said persistently: "Then let's add each other's contact information. Meeting is fate. I think we can talk to each other. Do you want to be friends?"

Lian Qingyang didn't want to pay attention to him. He said that they could get along well after just chatting. It was really a lie.

Meng Linchen didn't want to give up this opportunity and kept trying to find topics to talk about. He really thought they were already friends. "Are you here for a trip too? How did you get here? Where are you going later? How about I take you there? I'm here for a few days too, but I'm not driving. My home is in Li City. How about you?"

In this life, Meng Linchen has not experienced the unwillingness and depression of being rejected when confessing his love, because he has never met Duan Zhuo. Moreover, at this time, he is far less powerful and thoughtful than he is five years later in the plot. He only thinks about getting Lian Qingyang's contact information.

As for Duan Zhuo, he is now far less persistent than in the plot. Since people don't like him, he will not pin his hopes on one person now that he has met a better target. "My name is Meng Linchen, from the Meng family in Li City. What's yours? Hey, don't ignore me, okay?"

After a few words, Meng Linchen, whose life was already going smoothly and everything was going well, no longer wanted to show his affection for the cold shoulder. He couldn't help but look a little sullen and said in a harsh tone, "Why are you so rude? I spoke to you in a nice and gentle way, but you ignored me. What did your parents teach you?"

Lian Qingyang stopped walking, turned sideways and looked expressionlessly at the person who had been pestering him. His voice was no longer as polite and gentle as before: "First of all, I don't need a stranger to question my upbringing. I will naturally extend the same kindness to people I consider friendly. Secondly, it is you who is pestering me unreasonably now. I made it clear from the beginning that I don't want to communicate with you more. If you have good upbringing and can clearly understand what I mean, why are you still chasing me like a dog-skin plaster? Finally, you don't need to explain your situation to me, and I don't want to know. Please don't ask about my itinerary. Give me, a stranger, the most basic courtesy and respect. Thank you."