"A friend bought me breakfast, I ate it, and then I came over."
So that’s how it is, Qin Xiangnuan understood, turns out he has discerned the taste, and that’s how he found her.
Jian Zhiqing glanced at his watch, feeling that the young girl in front of him seemed somewhat weary. Although some anger was still harbored in his heart, it miraculously dissipated at this moment. He stood up, took the clothes hanging to the side, put them on, and then walked over, stretching out his hand, perhaps intending to ruffle the young girl’s hair as he did before. But in the end, it seemed he remembered something, and his hand retracted.
"It’s getting late, I’ll head back now, and come over again tomorrow."
After adjusting his clothes again, Qin Xiangnuan also stood up. She went outside, picked up the umbrella propped outside, and handed it to Jian Zhiqing. Jian Zhiqing took the umbrella, his exposed neck showing a very elegant curvature.
"Be careful on your own, remember to close the doors and windows properly." He extended his hand, gently hooking the hair beside Qin Xiangnuan’s ear, then tucked it behind her ear.
Good, Qin Xiangnuan just felt warmth by her ear, followed once again by the cold, clear spring rain.
The man turned around, holding the umbrella as he left the place. Under a patch of sky, the umbrella was ash-green, similar to the weather at the moment, a bluish-gray misty rain against the bluish-gray sky.
Unconsciously, Qin Xiangnuan placed her hand by her ear and also hooked up the strand of hair, her heart quivering slightly.
That feeling, so beautiful, so wonderful, yet it also brought a surge of aching, and even a kind of joy she had never experienced before.
She thought, he must like her.
He thought, she must be happy.
What is she thinking?
Shaking her head, what is all this she’s thinking about? Tomorrow she still has to set up a stall, some flour hasn’t been used up, she needs to turn that flour into pancakes to eat at home, she also needs to buy vegetables, the dishes are unwashed, and clothes are still soaked in water.
Only after all these things are done, will she have the time to enter the system. Recently, the system has actually given her a Qingming River Painting to embroider, and it has to be double-sided embroidery. She worked herself to exhaustion every day but could barely finish much. She has only recently made progress with double-sided embroidery, but the system is really overworking her. This Qingming River Painting wasn’t a pattern she copied herself, but a finished one given by the system. However, embroidering it double-sided, spanning several meters, would take years. Fortunately, there is cheating time within the system. Otherwise, she feared all her day’s time would be spent on it. Even so, she still has to spend nearly half a year’s time inside the system, being a manual embroidery lady, and sometimes she feels like the system knows what she is thinking. Just the other day, she was pondering whether or not to embroider a Qingming River Painting, and as a result, the system really did bring one for her to make.
And now she feels, this is just the beginning. Maybe after finishing this one, there will be another one to embroider, and what she wants to know now is, how many Gold Coins she can get by selling this one to the system.
Suddenly, she thought of something and put down the embroidery needle in her hand.
She stared at the transparent virtual panel for quite some time, then, as if possessed by a spirit, she reached out and tapped a few times on it. Soon after, a pile of things accumulated in front of her, while the already sparse Gold Coins became almost single digits.
Her Gold Coins, which seemed rather impressive before, have once again begun to dwindle.