Qi Mei sent a voice message to Wu Xiangdai. "Do you still want to eat Boboji?"
"Yes! Go and book a table first." Wu Xiangdai replied quickly.
Qi Mei went to the restaurant and took a queue number. Fortunately, it was past seven o'clock. The people who had their tables had almost finished eating.
When Wu Xiangdai arrived, Qi Mei was already sitting in the restaurant and ordered the skewers that both of them liked.
"This tiring week is finally over. I can sleep in now." Wu Xiangdai stretched.
"I still have to go to the laboratory in the industrial park this weekend. I can't rest on the weekends," Qi Mei said, rubbing her brows.
Wu Xiangdai drank a big mouthful of sour plum soup. "You are so hardworking. By the way, did you get promoted?"
"It'll be announced on Monday," Qi Mei replied with a smile.
"Yu Nan did a good job this time! Back then, many big companies wanted to poach you, but you didn't go. Instead, you followed him to this small start-up company and worked hard to start from scratch. He does have a conscience and now is going to promote you. Hey, is this the celebration party for your promotion?" Wu Xiangdai suddenly said.
"Okay, what do you want to eat?" Qi Mei looked at her. "Do you need more? Or should I treat you to another meal?"
"It's not what you eat but the price matters. If this is too cheap, it doesn't match your identity as the chief architect."
Qi Mei readily agreed. When she was with Yin Ziyuan in the past, she had a sense of crisis. Since Yin Ziyuan was not a local and did not own a house in this city, they had to buy a house when they got married. She knew how stressful it was for young people to buy a house in the capital. She would not leave all this pressure on Yin Ziyuan, so she consciously started to save money. However, she was too naïve. He had already thought of his next step and chose a rich woman…
Therefore, Qi Mei didn't have any burdens now. No matter what happened between her and Song Bojian, at least she didn't have to worry about not having a place to stay. After all, they were both locals.
Qi Mei thought for a moment, bit her lip, and looked at her best friend. "Um, let me tell you something. There's a friend I know. She seemed to plan to get married in a flash recently."
"That friend is a woman? A quickie marriage? Is she out of her mind?" Wu Xiangdai widened her eyes.
Qi Mei was speechless.
Coincidentally, the skewers they ordered were served. Wu Xiangdai asked as she ate, "And then? What happened? Did she really get married?"
"Yes." Qi Mei nodded.
"How brave! You can introduce her to me next time. I have to ask her how she got the courage. I'll give her an interview," Wu Xiangdai said seriously.
Qi Mei went silent.
Since it was too noisy around, Qi Mei thought this was not a good place for telling the truth. Maybe next time. After they finished eating, they went home separately.
Qi Mei was about to take a shower when her phone rang. She subconsciously thought that it was Song Bojian. She opened it and sure enough, it was Song Bojian.
[Have you arrived home?]
[Yes, I just arrived. How about you?]
[I'm almost home.]
[Have you had dinner?]
[The secretary ordered some takeout.]
Qi Mei felt that they needn't be so polite to each other since they were already familiar enough, so she casually chatted with him.
[Wu Xiangdai and I went to eat Boboji tonight. I ordered too much. My stomach feels so full now.]
This time, there was no immediate reply. She didn't think too much about it and told him that she was going to take a shower. Then, she went into the bathroom. After she was done, she habitually picked up her phone and checked her messages.
[Are you done showering?]
He had sent this message forty minutes ago.
She immediately replied.
[I just finished showering.]
[Come downstairs for a moment.]
She was a little shocked. Then, she walked to the window and looked down. Finally, she saw a slender figure standing leisurely at the door of her apartment building. It was Song Bojian.
She threw down the towel and rushed out of the door. However, when she reached the living room, she slowed down and habitually looked at her parents' bedroom. Fortunately, they were already asleep. She put on her shoes and went downstairs. "Why are you here at this time?" she asked.
"Didn't you say that your stomach was too full?" Song Bojian looked up at Qi Mei's wet hair. Although it was midsummer, the night was still very cold.
"Ah, I'm fine." She did not expect him to say this.
Actually, she just felt that their conversation was too polite, so she found some trivial matters to chat about. She did not expect him to take it to heart.
When she was still confused, he raised his other hand that had been hanging beside his leg. "I brought you some hawthorn bolus and indigestion pills. Take them."
She received them slowly. However, the moment she took the bag, her warm fingertips brushed past his knuckles. There was an indescribable feeling spreading from her fingertips to her heart…