Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

"See you tomorrow, Brother Qing, Brother Chen." After finishing the recording, Kong Di took Mi Wei's arm and waved goodbye to them.

Lian Qingyang chuckled and responded, "See you tomorrow." Mu Yinchen stood behind him and nodded to the two of them.

After saying goodbye to the two, Lian Qingyang turned around and made eye contact with the person behind him: "Xiao Zhou and I are leaving too. See you tomorrow, Teacher Mu."

After staring at the person in front of him for a while, Mu Yinchen nodded: "See you tomorrow."

Xiaozhou was already waiting in the car. Lian Qingyang took a few quick steps, opened the door and got in. He looked out the window at the people getting on the car. Suddenly, the black cat jumped into his arms, meowing.

As the car started, Xiao Zhou saw the black cat's behavior in the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "It's really so cute. Today, it was petted by others for a long time, and it looked indifferent. Now that it sees Brother Qing, it's like seeing its own brother. By the way, I don't know its name yet."

Lian Qingyang was stunned. He couldn't keep calling 999. If the pansy was called Xiaoqi, then 999 should be called Xiaojiu.

"Xiaojiu, I bought it the day before yesterday, on the 9th of this month." He did go out the day before yesterday, but he went to the pet store to buy cat food, and he bought the cat bag directly there. Everything else was bought by Xiaojiu himself online, of course, using his own money.

Like any other cat, Xiaojiu cried even more urgently after hearing its own name, and only stopped crying after Lian Qingyang stroked its fur a few times.

*

"Brother Mu, do you still want to go there for dinner?" Xiaoqi didn't blame him for asking. Mu Yinchen basically made one to two movies a year. Classic scripts usually took more than half a year to complete, and some took as long as a year. The rest of the time he had nothing to do except publicity. In his free time, he usually stayed at home to invest, and he also went to a restaurant for meals because the dishes there were relatively light.

Mu Yinchen shook his head: "Go to the mall outside the community and buy some vegetables and send them to my house."

Xiaoqi was a little surprised, but still agreed: "Okay, Brother Mu, I'll take you home first."

While waiting for Xiaoqi to buy groceries, Mu Yinchen searched for several home-cooked recipes online. After passing them one by one, he chose two simpler ones: smashed cucumber and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Xiaoqi wasn't sure what Mu Yinchen meant by "buy whatever you like," but she knew to pick out a few common vegetables and stuff them into the slightly empty refrigerator. Looking at the man sitting on the sofa, staring at his phone with a frown, she asked, "Brother Mu, what do you want to eat tonight? Let me be clear, I'm not a very good cook, but I'm good at instant noodles."

Mu Yinchen stood up, took out cucumbers, tomatoes, and eggs from the refrigerator, and went to the kitchen. He didn't forget to teach Xiaoqi a lesson: "I'll make dinner. You guys just graduated from college and love to eat instant noodles. That kind of food is not nutritious and unhealthy. It's better to eat less."

Xiaoqi looked at what he was holding and followed him to ask, "Brother Mu, are you going to make scrambled eggs with cucumbers and tomatoes? Actually, eating cucumbers and tomatoes together is not very healthy..."

"No." Mu Yinchen stared at the cucumbers on the chopping board seriously, "I want to make smashed cucumbers."

Xiaoqi sat on the sofa, his eyes still fixed on the kitchen where the "bang bang bang" sounds were coming from, thinking: Smashed cucumbers won't taste bad no matter how I cook them, right?

The two dishes were prepared without any problems and looked pretty good. The rice was also steamed. Xiaoqi placed the dishes on the table one by one. After Mu Yinchen sat down, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating. "Then I'll start eating?"

Mu Yinchen made a pause gesture, took a photo first, then signaled Xiaoqi to start eating, and then opened Lian Qingyang's chat box to send a message: Have you had dinner?

I immediately wanted to send the pictures I just took, but the other party sent me a message first: I’m eating it, Xiaozhou and I’s, it tastes super good.

Below is a picture. Mu Yinchen enlarged the picture and saw two instant noodle buckets with the flavors marked: Golden Soup Beef and Hot and Sour Beef.

Mu Yinchen put down his phone and looked at Xiaoqi, who was eating a bite of cucumber and then ate rice. He patted his shoulder and said, "Do you have any instant noodles with a lighter flavor?"

Xiaoqi stuffed his mouth with food and looked up in confusion: "Huh?"

*

"Huh? No reply?" Lian Qingyang sent the picture and waited for a while but still didn't receive a message. "Never mind him, this instant noodles is really delicious!"

In the ancient times of the previous life, this thing didn’t exist at all. Today, when Xiao Zhou mentioned it, he suddenly wanted to eat it.

After eating, he asked Xiaozhou to take away the garbage, and Lian Qingyang touched his stomach contentedly.

At this time, a message came on the phone, and Lian Qingyang clicked it: This is delicious too.

Then there's a picture of half-eaten chicken and mushroom-flavored instant noodles.

Lian Qingyang replied: (.?? ?.)

After Xiaoqi finished eating, he drank half a bottle of water, cleaned up the dining table and kitchen, and prepared to go home: "Brother Mu, I've packed everything. I'm going back first."

"Wait, I'll send you an emoticon. What do you think it means?" Mu Yinchen rarely uses emoticons to reply to others, let alone emoticons.

Xiaoqi paused, took out his phone, glanced at it, and found a tongue-out-side-out emoji from the keyboard's built-in yellow face emojis. He sent it over, explaining, "Just like this yellow face emoji, it represents delicious food."

Mu Yinchen nodded in understanding: "Go back, and be careful on the road."

Xiaoqi had no problem with the practice of throwing things away after use, and quickly waved goodbye: "Bye, Brother Mu, see you tomorrow. By the way, Brother Mu, I hope you can improve your dishes. The smashed cucumber is a bit salty, and the scrambled eggs with tomatoes are a bit sweet."

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Mu Yinchen said he was not angry or embarrassed.

"Let's go now!"

The door was opened and closed again. Mu Yinchen relaxed and leaned back on the sofa, staring at the emoticons in the chat box in a trance.

*

"Not coming back again?" Lian Qingyang simply didn't wait any longer. "Go take a shower first. Xiaojiu, have you finished your meal? I'll help you take a shower later."

Regardless of whether to take a bath or not, the black cat complained about the cat food: "Host, let's take a step back and say that I am a system, not a real cat. Can I really not eat instant noodles?"

"This world has a rule that prohibits spirits from being created after the founding of a nation. The fact that you've spoken is already bizarre. If you continue to eat from me, there's no telling what might happen to your body. Forget about that for now, I'll give you a bath first."

Xiaojiu really has the bad habits of cats. He screams when he touches water and keeps flapping his arms: "I'm sorry, host, I'm still a little uncomfortable."

After washing Xiaojiu, Lian Qingyang walked into the bathroom and ran the water for a bath. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the comfort brought by the hot water.

After a shower, Lian Qingyang sat on the bedroom sofa, holding Xiaojiu. He gazed at the night view outside the window, feeling a profound sense of peace. He thought, gently stroking Xiaojiu's fur. Xiaojiu purred contentedly, seemingly enjoying the warmth of the moment.

Several messages came in, all with the same emoji: (?˙▽˙?)

Then another message came: I also made this text, but it’s a little too cute, it’s very suitable for you.

Lian Qingyang never thought that he hadn't come back for a long time because he was studying this.