Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

After eating for a while, Ma Sixue put down his chopsticks, raised his cup and looked around: "Well, Lao Xie is back, let's have a toast first?"

The others didn't move at first, but Lian Qingyang and Jing Chen raised their glasses first, and they followed suit. After everyone drank a glass, the atmosphere became lively.

Those who could hang out with Lian Qingyang were generally outgoing and talkative to begin with, so now they all started chatting. Ma Sixue began to introduce Jing Chen in detail: "Brother Jing got into No. 3 Middle School with the highest score in the city, and he's been there ever since. He's amazing! He's even taught himself everything he needs to learn in his second year of high school."

Among them, Ma Sixue had the best academic performance. When they heard him say that Jing Chen was a better student, they all looked at Jing Chen with admiration in their eyes.

Jing Chen glanced at the few people, curled his lips, and his expression gradually softened.

Lou Changying was facing Jing Chen, staring at him for a while, then said with a smile, "Why does Brother Jing look so familiar to me?"

Xiang Kaiwei next to him elbowed him: "You always use this trick, everyone looks familiar to you."

Lou Changying clearly hadn't drunk any alcohol, but now he looked drunk. "Really? I didn't notice Brother Jing's expressionless face just now, but when he smiled, I felt he looked familiar. Brother Qing, he must be your relative."

Xie Anze looked at Jing Chen, smiled, and said, "I didn't expect that Qingyang, with his personality, could become friends with you. I guess we just hit it off. After all, he has a rather loud temper."

Lian Qingyang's eyes glared, and he raised his glass to interrupt, "Okay, stop worrying about these trivial things, come on."

After drinking the fruit drink in the cup in one gulp, Lian Qingyang stood up and said "I'm going to the bathroom" to everyone, then opened the door and walked out. Xie Anze also put down the cup he had taken two sips from and walked out of the room. Jing Chen's expression did not change. He picked up the food and listened to others talking about other things. Today's dishes were all to his liking.

*

Lian Qingyang finished using the toilet and walked to the sink to wash his hands. A figure appeared next to him. Without even raising his head, he squeezed some hand sanitizer on his fingers, rubbed them carefully, and then turned on the faucet to rinse.

They were the only ones on the fifth floor, and the entire restroom was filled with the sound of the toilet flushing and the sound of water flowing in the pool in front of them.

"Qingyang..." Xie Anze couldn't help but speak first, "I admit that I like you, but if you don't like me, I won't force it. But you didn't need to bring an outsider here today, especially because he changed our dining habits. He and we are not from the same circle at all..."

Lian Qingyang turned off the faucet, took out a tissue beside him and wiped his hands, then turned to look at the person next to him with an indifferent expression: "Don't forget that I was the one who brought you in. Besides, who do I need to get permission from to bring him in? I recognize you as a friend, but that doesn't mean you can judge the person I brought in."

"I told you when I beat you up that you're too self-centered sometimes. Even I'm part of your calculations. Don't take things for granted. It seems six months isn't enough. You probably won't ever change." Lian Qingyang threw the tissue into the trash can. His words were cold and cruel, and even his turning away was filled with determination. "You can be nothing to me."

Xie Anze's heart tightened, and he strode forward to catch up, his voice trembling: "I promise, we are just friends, Qingyang, please don't be angry, okay? I was just anxious at the moment, so I said something without thinking."

Lian Qingyang held the door handle, tilted his head, and said softly, "You don't seem like such a brainless person. Don't talk nonsense in front of him. You and he are not the same kind of people."

After saying that, he opened the door and saw that it was bustling inside.

Ma Sixue stood up and pulled the building director Ying to talk to Jing Chen. "His family originally wanted the Ying in his name to be the Ying of Ying Zheng, but he was always sick before he was three years old. Later, it was changed to Ying, which means win or lose. He was jumping around like a monkey, and then he broke his grandfather's teapot and was beaten before he behaved himself."

Lou Changying and Ma Sixue were neighbors when they were kids. Later, Ma Sixue moved away, and Lian Qingyang Junior High School, where he met Lou Changying, reunited with him when they were playing together in high school. Whenever they got together, Ma Sixue would find a way to expose Lou Changying's secrets.

Lian Qingyang went in and pulled Jing Chen up, waving his phone at the others: "We have something to do this afternoon, so we'll leave first. I'll reimburse you for future activities. If you have anything, please contact me on my phone."

Chang Kaishang's eyes lit up and he said loudly, "Brother Qing, have you removed us from the blacklist?"

The building manager slapped him and whispered, "You're such a loser! Brother Qing moved us out a long time ago. How dare you not contact him?" He turned to look at Lian Qingyang and said loudly, "Brother Qing, take care. We'll be waiting for you anytime."

After the two left, Chang Kaishang looked up and asked, "Have you contacted Brother Qing?"

The building manager put his hand on Chang Kaishang's shoulder and shook his head: "I didn't dare either. Old Ma told me."

Xie Anze took out his cell phone, clicked on the pinned chat box and sent a message. He stared at the red exclamation mark in front of the message and his face darkened.

*

Jing Chen enjoyed the meal very much this time. He rubbed his bloated stomach, looked at Lian Qingyang's back as he walked in front of him, walked up to him and took his arm: "You didn't eat much, let's find a place to eat first."

Lian Qingyang stopped walking and turned to look at Jing Chen, reflecting his clearly visible dimples in his eyes: "Will you treat me?"

Jing Chen took out a mask from Lian Qingyang's pocket and put it on him. He nodded and said "hmm", then was dragged to a hot pot restaurant.

After ordering a few dishes he wanted, Lian Qingyang took off his mask, looked at the frowning person next to him, and chuckled, "I haven't eaten in a long time. I only ordered medium spicy."

Jing Chen looked at him, his brows relaxed, but the mask was still on his face.

After Lian Qingyang finished his meal, Jing Chen paid the bill and sat back down. He placed the water in front of him and whispered, "I just bought movie tickets. The show starts in half an hour. I'll go straight to Tongtong's house after the show."

"Okay." Lian Qingyang had no objection to his arrangement. He picked up the water cup and took a sip. His slightly swollen lips became more shiny after being soaked in water, which made Jing Chen stare at him intently for a long time before looking away.

When I got home in the evening, my father and mother were not at home, so my aunt brought out the meal for the two of them: "It was just cooked not long ago. My husband and wife came back this afternoon and said they were going out to eat in the evening, so I made a meal for two. If you are not full, tell me."

Lian Qingyang and Jing Chen nodded and let Auntie go to eat.

*

After that, when Jing Chen stayed at the Lian family, Lian's father would always call him into the study in the morning, and then rush to work with breakfast. A few times, he even took Jing Chen to the company. The family tacitly agreed not to mention the matter, and everyone knew it clearly.

This habit continued until the end of the final exams. As Spring Festival approached, they had to go to the ancestral home for the New Year's Eve dinner. Jing Chen politely expressed his indifference to the Lian family at the dinner table. Lian Qingyang waved his hand nonchalantly, as if he had lost his mind. "Oh, it's okay. You're also a child of the Lian family."

There was a moment of silence at the table, and Mama Lian and Papa Lian looked at him in shock.

"Did you know that Jing Chen is a child of the Lian family?" Lian's father couldn't help but ask.

Mixed in with it was Lian's mother's voice: "Are you and Xiaojing in love?"

Lian Qingyang took off the gloves he had used to peel shrimp and glanced at the two of them: "Who do you want me to answer first?"

Jing Chen held his forehead helplessly. He really had underestimated Lian Qingyang.

Lian Qingyang listened to his father and mother whispering to each other and shrugged his shoulders. It wasn't like he was really crazy.