Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

"It's... similar to your relationship with Zuo Yanchen..." Xia Xiaoxin scratched his head shyly.

Lian Qingyang was curious about what had happened between them, so he asked, "Did your second brother, no, Xia Zhili, take you away from the club entrance and then take you abroad?"

Xia Xiaoxin found a comfortable position and leaned back, thinking carefully and then said, "I was drinking at that time, and the aftereffect of that alcohol was actually quite strong. I vaguely remember that I seemed to vomit all over him later. The next thing I remembered was the next day. When I woke up, I saw him lying next to me. He was very aggrieved and asked me to be responsible for him. Can you understand how I felt at that time?! It was like ten thousand little alpacas were running past." As he spoke, he squeezed the alpaca in his hand hard, but fortunately he didn't pinch the neck.

"Although I was panicking, I quickly calmed down and tried to appeal to Xia Zhili's conscience with the ties of family, telling him that a drunk person's intentions were insufficient. However, he came clean and said we were not related by blood. He also said he already had his own household registration and asked if I wanted to be included in his. Oh my god, I was completely overwhelmed. I told him to give me some time to process the information."

"Later, he didn't even give me a chance to react. He confiscated my phone and took me abroad. You know I'm a playful person, and since he promised to report back to you, he took me to many places... Don't glare at me, I even sent you a lot of postcards! How was it? Isn't the scenery beautiful? But no matter how beautiful it is, it can't stop me from wanting to go back home. I was supposed to be back before October, but Xia Zhili said he had some unfinished work at his company, so he dragged me there until now."

Lian Qingyang paused, but still didn't say that he didn't see the postcard.

"As for Xia Zhili, I've almost digested everything. He's been very nice to me. Sigh, the ideal type I've been searching for for so long turned out to be my non-blood-related brother. Thinking back on it in my midnight dreams, I still feel a surge of emotion!"

Those who used to scoff at the idea of ​​marriage now look very happy when talking about their loved ones.

"By the way, he said he had some things to report in person at the company, so he sent me here first. How about we go out for dinner tonight?"

Lian Qingyang shook his head upon hearing this and said, "No, today is Zuo Yanchen's birthday. I promised to make him a big meal tonight. Why don't you and Xia Zhili eat here tonight? We can celebrate his birthday at the same time!"

"Okay, okay!" Xia Xiaoxin quickly nodded in agreement and immediately sent a message to Xia Zhili. He put down the alpaca and excitedly followed Lian Qingyang into the kitchen. "I can't believe you can cook now! It's true that after half a year of absence, you should be impressed by others!"

"There's so much more you can't imagine. Just take a look at my cooking skills. Although I haven't tried this dish yet, I'm sure it will be a success on the first try!"

More than ten minutes later, the two stood in front of the stove, staring at the colorless vegetables and meat in the pot with their heads down, and fell silent.

Xia Xiaoxin coughed lightly, picked up the pot and wanted to pour it into the trash can, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, it's the first time, and there are always mistakes. Try again, maybe it will be okay."

"Wait!" Lian Qingyang stopped him and said regretfully, "Why pour it out? What a waste of food. Just serve it out and give it to Zuo Yanchen later. He often tries it. It doesn't look good, but it's still edible."

Xia Xiaoxin shuddered. He looked at the sticky mass that was poured into the dish, swallowed silently, and muttered, "It's already like this, it's not a waste to throw it away. Eating it would cause serious problems. Zuo Yanchen is really lucky."

When he thought about Zuo Yanchen's "endurance" in the past six months, he felt a little grateful to Xia Zhili, at least he didn't abuse him with food.

*

With the help of Xia Xiaoxin in cooking two dishes, and the more difficult dishes were ordered for takeout, the feast prepared by Lian Qingyang was completed on time. Just as the last dish was served on the table, there was a conversation at the door, and soon Zuo Yanchen pushed the door open and brought Xia Zhili in.

The lights in the house were on, and Lian Qingyang's voice was filled with excitement as he stood in front of the dining table and asked the two to wash their hands and eat. Xia Xiaoxin went to the kitchen to get chopsticks.

Xia Zhili was still smiling, but now he didn't look so inexplicably cold-sweat-inducing. He turned his head and glanced at the dishes on the table. His gaze paused for a moment on two of them before he curled his lips and said to Zuo Yanchen, "No wonder you said you wanted to eat at home. It turns out Qingyang's cooking is so good."

Zuo Yanchen lowered his head and smiled, then extended his hand as a gesture of invitation for Xia Zhili to sit down.

The two naturally sat down next to their lovers. Lian Qingyang raised his glass, winked and whispered "Happy Birthday" to Zuo Yanchen, and then asked everyone to pick up their chopsticks and eat.

The four of them had no rule of not talking while eating. They chatted casually while eating, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Xia Zhili picked up his chopsticks and picked up two dishes in succession, savoring them carefully. Then he leaned close to Xia Xiaoxin and whispered, "I never cooked at home. The first meal was made just for me."

Xia Xiaoxin hadn't eaten authentic Chinese food for a long time and was enjoying his meal at the moment. Upon hearing this, he turned around to look at him with his cheeks puffed out, still chewing his food.

Xia Zhili waited quietly for him to finish chewing and swallowing, but Xia Xiaoxin stuffed another chopstick of meat into his mouth while chewing, and did not forget to urge him: "Try this, it's delicious!"

Sighing quietly, Xia Zhili felt melancholy. Xia Xiaoxin was sometimes very thick-skinned, but it was also thanks to this thick-skinnedness that he wouldn't be able to keep people around him so easily.

While Lian Qingyang was picking up some food for Zuo Yanchen, he quietly paid attention to the movements of the two people over there. Only after he knew how they got along did he feel relieved and continued to happily feed today's birthday boy.

The cake they bought this time was not very big, enough for four people. Although Lian Qingyang did not like sweets, he accidentally discovered that Zuo Yanchen liked them. Putting aside the past, among the dishes on the table today, Zuo Yanchen picked up more sweet dishes.

After celebrating the birthday with great enthusiasm, Xia Xiaoxin and Xia Zhili were about to say goodbye.

Lian Qingyang and Xia Xiaoxin still had a lot to say, but there was still a long way to go, and there would be plenty of opportunities in the future. Xia Xiaoxin stood behind Xia Zhili, and while he was being polite with Zuo Yanchen, he leaned over and winked at Lian Qingyang, then reached out and secretly pointed in Zuo Yanchen's direction, gave him a thumbs-up, and silently said, "You are very happy, and I am relieved!"

Lian Qingyang gave him the same expression, "You too!"

*

Later, Xia Zhili could not resist Xia Xiaoxin's request and moved his family to the same community. The two families were not far away from each other. Since Xia Xiaoxin and Lian Qingyang always liked to get together for fun, the two families could see each other almost every day.

This life seems very long, but also very short. Time passes quietly with all the fighting and quarreling.

Lian Qingyang was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a dazed and empty look in his eyes. He and Zuo Yanchen had sent off their parents and brother, as well as Zuo Yanchen's father. A month ago, Xia Xiaoxin also couldn't hold on and passed away, followed by Xia Zhili. Now he also felt that he was reaching the end of his life, and turned his head to look at the old man guarding the bedside.

He is obviously several years older than me, but he still looks so strong, and even the wrinkles on his face are not as many as mine. Alas, it turns out that I can't smile all the time. I must keep a straight face in my next life. Maybe when I get old, there won't be a single wrinkle on my face.

"Do you think we can meet again in the next life?" Lian Qingyang was having some difficulty speaking now. He finished speaking slowly and looked back at the people who had listened to him patiently.

Zuo Yanchen clutched Lian Qingyang's hand tightly and nodded. His voice was old, but he spoke gently: "Of course, from the first time I saw you, I felt that the two of us were destined to be together. In this life, the next life, the next life...everything."

Lian Qingyang's cloudy eyes moistened. He blinked, trying to see Zuo Yanchen clearly. He gently shook their clasped hands as before, certain that Zuo Yanchen would agree to his request: "It's a deal then. You'll come find me in the next life."

"I seem to have forgotten to mention that when I first saw you, I also felt that we must be a perfect match..."

The fingers clenched in his hand lost their strength the next moment. Zuo Yanchen nodded, his expression normal: "Qingqing, wait for me to find you."

He slowly leaned over the bed and stared at Lian Qingyang for a long time before he was willing to close his eyes.