Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

When the two returned home in the evening, dinner was already ready. Lian's father and mother had just started eating when they heard noises at the door and looked over. They asked the two to wash their hands and eat first.

Lian's father and mother sat on the same side, while Lian Qingyang took Jing Chen to sit on the other side. There were some home-cooked dishes on the table. Lian's mother picked up some and put them in Lian Qingyang's bowl, then urged Jing Chen to pick up some food and eat: "Auntie doesn't know what you like to eat, just pick up whatever you want, just treat it like your own home."

Jing Chen nodded and picked up a dish with chopsticks. Lian Qingyang picked up some food for Lian's mother with a smile on his face. Lian's father froze and lowered his head to continue eating.

Usually after dinner, Lian Qingyang would watch a movie with his mother in the living room, but this time he was urged to go upstairs: "Dad can stay here with me. You and Xiaojing go upstairs. There is a refrigerator on the second floor. Take whatever you want to eat. Don't play too late."

The two of them obediently went upstairs. Their luggage had been placed in their respective rooms. They first went back to their rooms to pack their things. After taking a shower, they went to the study to do their homework. This was Jing Chen's request, and Lian Qingyang had no choice but to carry out it.

Lian Qingyang had a nap in the afternoon and was in good spirits. He tilted his head and looked at the person who was doing homework seriously at the desk opposite him, and couldn't help but stare at him in fascination.

Jing Chen noticed something was wrong and raised his head, meeting Lian Qingyang's gaze. His usually tense face softened, and even his voice was gentle: "Did you encounter a problem you don't know how to solve?"

The person opposite smiled, shook his head, and said softly, "I'm just wondering if your work will be like this in a few years."

Jing Chen kept writing, lowering his head to fill in the blanks with the answers he had calculated. He smiled when he heard the words, "Are you serious?"

"She looks very charming." Lian Qingyang's voice was so soft that it seemed to blend into the air, but it could still be easily caught in the quiet study.

The tip of the pen paused, Jing Chen raised his eyes, stared at Lian Qingyang for a while without replying, then lowered his eyes and continued to write, but the marks on the paper were obviously much darker.

The room suddenly became quiet. Qingyang didn't get annoyed when he didn't hear the reply. He lowered his head and wrote his homework casually.

*

An hour later, the phone next to him rang. It was Ma Sixue calling. Lian Qingyang stopped writing, glanced at the person who was still doing the questions, stood up, took the phone and went to the bathroom.

As soon as the call was connected, a voice came from the other end: "Brother Qing, why are you answering the phone just now? What are you busy with?"

Lian Qingyang held his phone in his left hand and turned on the faucet with his right hand, letting the water slowly wash away the pen oil that had accidentally stained his hands. "I was just doing my homework, what happened?"

"Hmm?" There was silence for a moment. "Today is Friday. Brother Qing, you actually have such awareness."

He raised his hand to turn off the faucet, and Lian Qingyang took a tissue to wipe it, without saying anything nonsense: "If you have something to say, tell me quickly."

Ma Sixue was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "Old Xie is back in China and wants to get together tomorrow. Are you coming?"

Lian Qingyang looked at himself in the mirror and didn't answer immediately.

Ma Sixue didn't rush, but waited quietly. After a while, a voice came from the other side: "Okay, I'll bring someone. Send it to me when the time and place are set."

After saying that, Lian Qingyang hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to ask.

He didn't answer directly because he was thinking about the past. Old Xie's full name was Xie Anze. He and Lian Qingyang went to the same junior high school and were good friends. Later, they both got into No. 3 Middle School and met Ma Sixue. They had similar personalities and quickly got together, often playing ball and playing games together.

直到高一上学期快期末的时候，谢安泽生日，请了几个要好的朋友一起吃饭，快吃完的时候突然跟连清烊表白，连清烊不知是吓的还是气的，当场把谢安泽揍了一顿，马思学上完厕所回来就看到连清烊说了句：“我没你这个朋友”之后愤然离席，他不明所以，问了其他人才知道缘由，当时就觉得连清烊是不会喜欢男生的，所以现在也认为连清烊和景郴不会发展成恋人。

Afterwards, Lian Qingyang dragged Xie Anze and a few others who tried to persuade him into a small dark room. Ma Sixue didn't dare to say anything more about the matter. Xie Anze went abroad after the exam, and the two never contacted each other again. To be precise, Lian Qingyang unilaterally never contacted Xie Anze again.

*

He opened the chat software and removed those people from the blacklist. He wondered if all of them would go tomorrow.

There were a few knocks on the door, and Jing Chen's voice came through the glass door: "Are you done with the call?"

The glass door was not soundproof, so some noises could be heard from outside. In addition, Ma Sixue had a loud voice, so except for the last sentence which was spoken in a low voice, Jing Chen should have heard the rest.

Lian Qingyang turned off the screen, opened the door, raised his hand and shook his phone, then looked up at Jing Chen: "Do you want to go out for dinner together tomorrow?"

Jing Chen raised his eyebrows slightly. He heard Lian Qingyang say that he would bring someone with him. Although he thought it might be him, he felt inexplicably happy after hearing it with his own ears.

He pretended to think for a while before nodding reservedly: "Okay."

After receiving the answer, Lian Qingyang curled his eyes and said sideways: "Do you want to use the restroom?"

Jing Chen shook his head: "I have finished my homework. I just checked the questions for you. I found a few mistakes."

Lian Qingyang's face fell, and he quickly walked back to his seat. He put his phone aside, picked up his pen and started to write the homework, muttering, "Why are you still peeking at other people's homework? Wait until I finish it."

Jing Chen followed him and stood beside his desk, looking down at him as he finished a few questions. He made no mistakes. One of them was of the same type as the one he checked with him for errors.

After a while, Lian Qingyang's phone lit up. Jing Chen took a glance and saw that it was a message from Ma Sixue, saying that he would be in Qingyang's room on the fifth floor at 11 a.m., and it was the time and place to go tomorrow.

Lian Qingyang also saw it and explained to Jing Chen, "This is a bar under my name. I have a fixed room on the fifth floor. I used to go there with them to eat and play games."

Then another message came: Qingqing?

Jing Chen's eyes moved to the phone screen, and he saw messages popping up frequently.

Lao Xie: You finally let me out.

Lao Xie: What time will you come tomorrow?

Lao Xie: Do you want me to pick you up?

Lao Xie: Lao Ma told me that you were going to bring people here.

Lao Xie: Are you a new friend?

"Who is Lao Xie?" Jing Chen tried to hold back but couldn't help asking.

Lian Qingyang was thinking about a problem. When he heard the message reminder, he thought it was Ma Sixue who was crazy again. It turned out to be a message from Xie Anze. He looked up, picked up the phone, unlocked it, sent a message and blocked Xie Anze again.

"An old friend of mine just came back from abroad. He's the one who organized the dinner party tomorrow. If you go there and feel annoyed, just ignore him. He talks a lot, even more than Ma Sixue."

Jing Chen didn't say anything, his eyes gradually became serious.