Then, HR manager Zhang Ying quickly walked in and placed a beautifully packaged meal on the coffee table in the lounge area.
"President Tang, enjoy it. Bye-bye." Zhang Ying gave a playful smile and bent down to leave the office.
He opened the thermal bag and took everything out one by one.
Besides the pork rib rice, there was also a 300ml bottle of little lime juice.
Tang Song stared blankly for a moment, picked up his phone, took a picture of the lime juice, and shared it with his first love.
He twisted off the cap and took a few gulps, "glug glug—".
The strong sourness stimulated his taste buds, offering a refreshing and mouth-watering sensation.
Then came a faint sweetness followed by a slight astringency.
It was much like his naive and pure youth.
"Ding-dong—" Her reply came as quickly as ever.
[Qingning: "What, seeing little lime juice makes you think of me again, doesn’t it?"]
Tang Song thought for a moment and directly replied: "Yes, I miss you."
This message sent out was clearly unexpected by his first love.
It took quite a while for a message to come back.
[Qingning: "Hmph, since I’m so cute, it’s only natural that you miss me. I’ll allow you to think of me more often in the future."]
[Qingning: Good, you understand.jpg]
Looking at the familiar meme below, Tang Song smiled gently.
Back in college, he had made a set of memes using Liu Qingning’s photos, often using them to tease her in conversations.
But because the memes were all so good-looking, they later became her exclusive set.
Looking at the photo of Liu Qingning when she first entered college, Tang Song replied: "Indeed very cute, I haven’t seen your photos in a long time, I almost forgot what you look like now, send me one."
[Qingning: Photo.jpg]
Tang Song: "Trying to fool me again, this is obviously your freshman photo!"
[Qingning: "I’m forever 18! You just need to know that I look !"]
The reason Century Wisdom moved to Shen City, besides the more complete industry options there, was also because of a large software collaboration fee they received.
As the technical partner, Liu Qingning mainly handled software development.
After moving there, she worked overtime every night, in a very poor state, so she never video-called him or let him see pictures.
Tang Song was already familiar with all this.
So, he enjoyed his meal while bantering with Liu Qingning.
At the end of the chat, Liu Qingning sent a voice message.
He clicked to play it.
A fresh and adorable voice sounded: "You better take care of yourself in Yan City. I have something very important to deal with recently. I’ll come to Yan City to see you once I finish. Also, you said you successfully lost weight and became more handsome; I am really looking forward to it, don’t slack off! Keep it up! Before, in the Imperial City, I didn’t say much because you were too busy with work. Now that you’re back in Yan City, make sure to slim back down to how you were in college! If you can get abs, I’ll give you a big reward when we meet."
After hearing this, Tang Song chuckled lightly.
His current physique was even better than in high school; his abs were almost an eight-pack.
If his first love saw him now, she’d definitely be shocked, mouth agape.
He put down his chopsticks, took a sip of the little lime juice, and opened Liu Qingning’s photo, slightly lost in thought.
She was 18, full of youthful energy, bright and vibrant, with eyes clear and shiny as if holding stars.
To the teenage Tang Song, she was like a warm beam of light, something to yearn for.
During his teenage years, under the illumination of his first love, he experienced bashful heartbeats, youthful stirrings, and unforgettable memories...
Because of the uniqueness of these feelings, he didn’t know how to face her.
After hanging out in the three main streaming rooms for a while to check on their work status, Tang Song grabbed his car keys and went downstairs.
Soon, a white Bentley Continental GT drove out of the underground parking lot.
The city streets were enveloped in a colorful array of lights.
The streets were bustling, with streams of cars and hurried pedestrians.
Tang Song, feeling a certain sentiment, drove directly to the outer ring road.
Listening to folk songs, feeling the evening breeze, and experiencing the car’s handling, he cleared his mind.
When he regained his senses, he was just on the South Third Ring.
Seeing the familiar scenery around, Tang Song turned the steering wheel, drove out of the third ring road, and headed along the main thoroughfare toward the normal university.
Leaving for a day, he wondered what Qian Lele would be up to now.
He parked in the parking lot by the South Gate of the university.
Tang Song got out of the car, one hand in his pocket, with a slight smile on his lips.
Following the familiar streets, he walked toward the night market on the shopping street.
As he got closer, his nose was instantly filled with various enticing aromas.
The weather was cool and pleasant today, and it was after work hours, so the shopping street was bustling with people.
There was a crowd in front of every stall, with constant chatter.
It felt like a flowing painting, full of life and energy.
"Uh... Hello, um..." a somewhat cautious voice sounded from the side.
Tang Song turned around to see two young girls around twenty, looking at him with shy faces.
The short-haired girl vigorously pushed her friend beside her, "Um, little brother, she wants to add you on WeChat!"
The other girl with long hair looked up, saw Tang Song’s handsome face, felt his clean and extraordinary aura, and instantly blushed, her heart racing.
She softly apologized, looked down, and pulled her friend away.
Some people are just so outstanding that they intimidate others from even approaching for a chat.
Tang Song smiled, continuing to walk along the long street forward.