By five oclock in the afternoon, Lu Sicheng was still slouching in front of the computer, unshavened, with no intention to move. He was checking the news, watching some dramas, but wasnt playing games nor streaming.
...It looked like he was sitting there absent minded.
At 5:10, Xiao Rui returned to the base and was surprised to see Lu Sicheng still sitting in front of his computer. He teased Lu Sicheng: Yo, didnt your blind date ask to meet you for the last time? Why havent you tidied yourself up and dress up by this hour?
Lu Sicheng looked up at the clock on the wall, paused for a moment, stretched, then got up from his seat. He slowly moved from his desk to the sofa, then sat down again with no intention to move again.
Xiao Rui: ? ? ? ? ?
At the other end of the sofa, Tong Yao was holding her cat while watching an American TV drama on her cell phone. She could feel the opposite side of the sofa sink down. She looked up from her cell phone and glanced at the man on the other side. He was half lying on the sofa with eyes closed. His soft hair fell back, the sunlight from the window illuminated his upper body.
Tong Yao put down her cell phone, stroked Dabins head, then turned to look at their team manager who had turned his attention to Lu Yue, who was playing poorly in a match-- --
Tong Yao hesitated for a while, then lifted her leg and carefully kicked Lu Sicheng. She whispered: You arent getting ready to go out yet?
...... The man was quiet. Tong Yao thought he didnt hear her, but he suddenly moved and answered with an en from deep within his throat.
You arent going? Tong Yao asked again. Her eyes shone with mild delight without even realizing it.
Lu Sicheng opened his eyes.
Then he sat up straight.
He looked at the person who was sitting at the other end of the sofa, paused for a second, then cast his eyes down and vaguely said: Isnt there someone who doesnt want me to go?
Tong Yao: ?
Without much thought, Tong Yao retorted out of reflex: Who would interfere with your business this much? Afterwards, she seemed to sense that there was something wrong with her statement. She gave a cry, stopped talking, and abruptly jumped up, her cheeks turning slightly red under the warm sunlight. Under the gaze of Lu Sichengs dark brown pupils, she hastily sat back down. With quivering lips, she almost lost the ability to speak: ...................................You heard it.
Im not deaf.
Then why were you pretending to be earlier-- --
I didnt want to lose face.
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