The car stopped in front of Qin Qingzhuo's villa, and Jiang Ji stepped on the brakes: "We're here."
“… Yeah.” Qin Qingzhuo opened his eyes, raised his hand and pinched his brows, unbuckled his seat belt, pushed the door and got out of the car. Jiang Ji also got out from the other side.
"How can I find you tomorrow?" Jiang Ji came over. "Is he going to your house or directly to your studio?"
"My studio is quite remote, you may not be able to find it," Qin Qingzhuo thought for a moment, "I'll pick you up, or I'll ask someone to pick you up."
"What time is it?"
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"About two o'clock in the afternoon."
"Okay, then..." Jiang Ji lowered his voice and sounded a little gentle, "See you tomorrow."
Qin Qingzhuo nodded.
After saying this, Jiang Ji did not leave immediately. His eyes lingered on his face for a moment before he turned and left: "Let's go."
The street lamp not far away shone diagonally, making his shadow quite long, so that even after he walked several meters away, the shadow had not left.
So in the few seconds when the shadow gradually retreated, Qin Qingzhuo's mind turned around for a while and he felt that it would be better to make things clear as soon as possible.
He has always disliked dragging things out in relationships. He considers the feeling of being loved by someone but not being able to give the same return to them to be a burden. It would be a relief for both parties to make things clear as soon as possible.
Qin Qingzhuo called out "Jiang Ji".
Jiang Ji stopped and turned to look over.
The young man has a tall and straight figure. Although he looks sharp, his features look gentle under the light, without any of the hostility he had before.
The words circled around the tip of his tongue and were swallowed back by Qin Qingzhuo: "... It's so late, you can drive my car back."
"No need." Jiang Ji said, "I'll take a taxi."
After a pause, he added, "It's windy outside, let's go back quickly." Then he turned and left.
Qin Qingzhuo didn't call him this time. He just stood there and sighed.
He has encountered many such things in his life. He can reject people without any preparation, and can say it directly or tactfully, casually or seriously. No one knows better than him what kind of words to say to what kind of people.
But it got stuck when it came to Jiang Ji.
I can’t explain why, but I just couldn’t bring myself to say what I was planning to say.
Forget it, Qin Qingzhuo turned around and stepped onto the stairs. He thought, I'll think about what to say tomorrow when I sober up. After all, I'm still dizzy now, and my brain is not so clear. If I say something too serious, it will be a troublesome thing. Jiang Ji looks like he doesn't care about anything, but he's actually very thoughtful.
On the way back, Jiang Ji bought a can of soda from a roadside vending machine.
The lemon mint flavor was a bit too sweet, and Jiang Ji didn't like it very much. In comparison, he preferred pure mint water.
The last time he bought soda from the vending machine was when he sent Qin Qingzhuo back. As for why he sent Qin Qingzhuo back that time, Jiang Ji himself couldn't explain the reason. He had always been disgusted with physical contact with others. The physical contact when riding a motorcycle with others would seem too intimate, so Jiang Ji had never given anyone else a ride except for Jiang Bei.
But in the past two months, there were many things about Qin Qingzhuo that he couldn't explain clearly.