Qianzhi's eyes fell on the sexy pink car in the garage, and she looked at it for a long time.

An idea that suddenly came to me was brewing in my mind for a while, but before it could take shape, I was interrupted by Assistant Xia's polite reminder.

She came back to her senses and quickly followed without stopping.

When I returned to Beijing University, it was already late, and it was already the depths of winter.

The low-key and elongated car was hidden in the night and slowly stopped at the school gate. Qian Zhi raised her eyes and looked out the window. There were not many people walking downstairs in the Peking University dormitory area.

She had just unbuckled her seat belt and wanted to get out of the car, but Assistant Xia called her to stop her.

"Madam, Mr. Song was afraid that you would be hungry at night, so he asked me to prepare snacks."

"Ah?" Qian Zhi's fingertips were clasped on the handlebars, her movements paused, and she turned to look over.

She also wanted to correct Assistant Xia's title, but finally thought about it and decided to forget it. Assistant Xia probably wouldn't be able to change it for a while. She reminded him so many times, but he never got it right.

Assistant Xia got out of the car first, walked around to the passenger seat, and helped Qian Zhi open the door. Then he leaned forward to open the door of the rear compartment, reached in, and brought out a brown wooden square box.

It's not big, but it has three floors.

Qian Zhi glanced at it casually, and then immediately felt a little embarrassed, "Is that so much?"

Assistant Xia's icy face suddenly softened, "Yes, take it. Do you want me to help you bring it up?"

After Qian Zhi took it with one hand, she quickly waved her other hand in the air and thanked Assistant Xia, "It's okay, no, no, thank you, Assistant Xia."

Assistant Xia nodded slightly: "It should be."

Qian Zhi carried these three layers back to the dormitory. In fact, she had quite a full dinner and she was not hungry now.

It was a strange day in the dormitory. Except for Shu He, who was not there, the other two were sitting peacefully on their seats, their heads gathered together, not knowing what they were discussing.

The box was placed on the table, and there was a crisp sound that drew the two of them away from the discussion.

"Back?" Tang Jiujiu and Pei Ying turned their heads at the same time.

Qianzhi pulled out her chair and took off the warm velvet scarf she was wrapped in. "Yes, there is food here. Let me share some with you. I'm too full right now."

Tang Jiujiu quickly came over and said, "You are exaggerating, aren't you, third floor??"

When she saw the label on the box and the line of small words engraved on it, she paused and suddenly sighed, "That's a big deal. I'm a little scared. Have you done something outside that's sorry for us?"

Qianzhi blinked, "It's good if you have something to eat. How can you talk so much?"

Pei Ying had strong self-control and didn't touch her at all. She held her hand towards Qian Zhi and said, "Have you read the messages in the group?"

"What's the news?" Qian Zhi pushed aside her chair, sat down, and took a photo of the dim sum certification at the stall where Tang Jiujiu was eating.

"The time for the class activities has been decided. There will be a dinner party next weekend and a party at that time. We have plans for both days. Don't you have to go home at that time?"

Qianzhi pursed her lips and thought seriously, "Is that so? Yes, then I'll go back next week."

Pei Ying laughed, "You, you."

Qian Zhi didn't waste any more time, opened the screen of her mobile phone, found Song Qishen, and sent a WeChat message to him——

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: I probably won’t be able to go to Nanyuan for the class party next weekend. 】

Song Qishen responded quickly.

[q: You won’t be back for two days? 】

Qianzhi stared at the sentence he sent, her eyes fixed on the word "come back".

She inexplicably liked this word, it was like a home-like place.

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: Yes, so I will be back next week~]

[q: Will I pick you up when the time comes? 】

【Qianqian loves Qianqian: Okay.】

After Qian Zhi said this, she turned to ask Pei Ying, "Xiao Pei, where is the fun place you mentioned last time?"

Pei Ying had just passed that place not long ago, and it was not too far away from the edge of Yin City.

According to her feedback and some of the photos she sent, the scenery is quite good, and there are also newly developed entertainment projects.

Pei Ying heard the words and responded, "What's wrong, you want to go?"

"Yes, I'll invite others to go with me."

Qian Zhi thought about asking Song Qishen to go out for two days. She had nothing to do and she had a new certificate. She had to have some new tricks and look like a newlywed.

Otherwise, when she returns to Nanyuan, she will feel sleepy every day, the cycle will be reversed, and she will always feel lazy.

Pei Ying raised her eyebrows narrowly, "With that Mr. Fifth you were talking about?"

Qianzhi nodded. She actually hadn't told her roommates about getting the certificate, but it wasn't because they didn't mention it on purpose. It was mainly because they didn't take the initiative to mention it.

Furthermore, she also wanted to wait until the winter vacation to go to Norway to visit Mr. Song, hold a wedding, and then come back to invite everyone for a meal.

In her heart, a wedding is the most complete thing on the surface.

At this stage, Pei Ying would only think that he was her fiancé or a blind date.

But it's pretty much the same, there's not much of a difference in nature.

"Why don't I just recommend the hotel to you." Pei Ying suddenly said this, and then explained, "This way you don't have to worry too much, just go there and have fun. I also followed the route I took last time.

I still have it, and I can send it to you."

Qianzhi was busy looking at the scenic spots and some places to visit nearby, so she didn't think about the tone of Pei Ying's words and just nodded.

Later Qian Zhi thought, if she had known in advance the kind of hotel room Pei Ying recommended.

Then she will definitely not agree :)

Qian Zhifu went to ask Song Qishen again if he was free. If he was busy with work, then everything would be in vain.

She directly expressed her intention to come. She originally thought that it would not matter if she was rejected because she would have plenty of time in the future. Unexpectedly, Song Qishen didn't even hesitate and said hello directly.

In the next week, Qian Zhi followed Pei Ying's previous strategy and made some plans.

Song Qishen came to pick her up on Friday, and the two of them prepared to drive to that destination. However, he should have deserved it at the beginning, and when he finally arrived at Beijing University, it was much later than the agreed time.

Qian Zhi was sitting on the seat next to the side door of the dormitory area waiting for someone. The area was covered with evergreen camphor trees, and the asphalt road covered by it was a one-way street. Song Qishen came from the company and walked along this road.

It will be more convenient to come here.

"Beep--" The sound of the whistle cut through the silence in the air. Qian Zhi raised her head, just as Song Qishen rolled down the window.

She stood up and ran up in a few steps. Before she could sit down, she heard Song Qishen's slightly tired voice, "Am I a little late?"

"It's okay." Qian Zhi closed the car door neatly, and just as she was about to grab her seat belt, Song Qishen leaned over and handed her over with the warmth close to her chest. She was intoxicated by the delicious scent of pine and cypress, which was clean and refreshing.

She let him move and raised her eyes to see the tiredness gathering in Song Qishen's brows, "Actually, the small activities in the evening are gone. We can go to the hotel first and start playing again tomorrow."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Qishen helped her fasten her seat belt, raised his head from in front of her, and looked at her leisurely for a while without saying anything.

Qian Zhi didn't know if it was because she was dazzled. From Song Qishen's eyes, she suddenly read something like "You can't wait so hard".

"That's right, this project we played, you can go there tomorrow. I'm just looking at you...it seems like you're quite tired today." Qian Zhi's voice was normal at first, but she slowly quieted down as she defended herself.

.

She really conveyed her message correctly. Even if you store these entertainment items in one day, you can have enough fun. She made the plan in the first place so that she could allocate her time smoothly and not be too tired.

"Then do you want brother to tell the truth?" Song Qishen turned his head and looked straight ahead, turning the steering wheel neatly.

Qianzhi turned her face sideways and looked at his smooth profile, "What's the truth?"

"Actually, I'm not very tired tonight."

As the car slowly drove out, he glanced to the side without saying anything salty.

Qian Zhi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that Song Qi had something profound to say.

Because it is close to the junction of Yincheng and other cities, it only takes more than two hours to drive there from Beijing University.

When we arrived at Linzhuang Mountain Garden, it was completely dark.

The hotel recommended by Pei Ying was in a pretty good location. It was directly next to the mountain. After opening the map navigation, I quickly found the specific direction.

Because the hotel was introduced by Pei Ying and offered discounts for repeat customers, Qian Zhi directly added the boss’s WeChat account and paid.

Register, authenticate, and get the room card.

In a series of wanderings, the little girl moved in one go.

On the contrary, Song Qishen stayed by her side and didn't say a word.

It wasn't until the two of them got on the elevator that Song Qishen narrowed his eyes and looked over, "Am I falling in love with you?"

"It's not considered Pong. The card my parents gave me is now yours."

Song Qishen stretched out his hand casually and pinched Qian Zhi's little face, "I don't need this. I'll give you mine when the time comes."

"I have enough money, I don't need yours."

The two of them pushed back and forth, and the topic never changed from the moment they got on the elevator, all the way to the corridor, and then to the door of the room.

"Stop it—I'm going to open the door." Qian Zhi couldn't hold it back and glared at him secretly.
To be continued...