Ling Momo turned her head and looked at the overcast sky outside, which mirrored her mood, chaotic and confused.
For a long time, Ling Momo’s dark pupils shifted slightly, then she stiffly checked the time, 11:35.
Ling Momo got out of bed somewhat dazed, got dressed and put on her shoes, and went downstairs, where the doorman at the "Imperial Palace" hailed a taxi for her.
Ling Momo was still a bit absent-minded when she sat in the car, first telling the driver to go to SE Company, then changing her mind to X University.
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They were meeting at twelve.
The distance from X University to SE Company wasn’t too far nor too close, Ling Momo thought, she should have time to rush over to meet Lu Niange and then hurry back for the competition.
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The sky was overcast, and there was rain today.
Li Qingshen had left the "Imperial Palace" last night and hadn’t returned to the villa in the scenic area, instead staying in his car all night.
Until shortly after eleven in the morning, he finally saw Ling Momo come out of the "Imperial Palace."
Only then did Li Qingshen start the engine, following the taxi.
Judging by the route, it seemed they were going to SE Company; Li Qingshen’s expression relaxed slightly.
However, at a red light, the taxi ahead suddenly made a U-turn; Li Qingshen’s gaze turned icy, and the car’s atmosphere plummeted.
Arriving at the "Carving Time" café at X University, it was 12:20, still ten minutes away from Ling Momo and Lu Niange’s appointed time.
Li Qingshen parked the car by the roadside and watched as Ling Momo paid, got out, and walked into the Carving Time café.
Ling Momo chose a seat by the window, and through the car window, Li Qingshen could observe the woman’s facial expressions in detail.
A waiter came up to her, handed Ling Momo a menu; she looked at it for a while, smiled, and said two sentences to the waiter, who soon brought over a strawberry milkshake.
By then, it was already 12:30.
Ling Momo wasn’t in a hurry, patiently sitting there, continuously stirring the strawberry milkshake with a straw.
From Li Qingshen’s vantage point, the scene had a uniquely warm and silent beauty.
Time ticked by, second by second.
The strawberry milkshake had melted into liquid.
Lu Niange still hadn’t appeared.
The girl continued to sit there quietly, occasionally checking the time, then staring at the entrance of Carving Time, slightly lost in thought.
At 1:30, the sky suddenly darkened, and torrential rain poured down.
The number of people on the street decreased, as did the vehicles.
Li Qingshen’s Bugatti Veyron remained parked outside Carving Time, and through the rain-streaked window, he saw the girl inside the café suddenly lower her head, her dark long hair covering half her face, a faint sadness and disappointment emanating.
Li Qingshen’s gaze gradually turned cold.
With one hour left until the match, the girl finally moved, raising her hand to settle the bill.
Then she stood up, and, still seemingly unwilling, waited another ten minutes before dejectedly exiting the café.
At this point, the rain was pouring harder.
The girl stood at the entrance of Carving Time, reaching out to hail a taxi.
In such heavy rain, and on the pedestrian street near the university, there were hardly any vehicles passing by, especially in such adverse weather.