Compared with him, I feel that my life is too ordinary."
Qu Yanbei said, "Actually, I can live like him. I have also been an idol."
"But your talents and interests are not here.
People are different, and many people envy you."
Yun Qiao said.
"Yeah?"
"Ordinary people envy your good background, good education, and good job now; the rich second generation of the same class envy your abilities and your freedom."
Yun Qiao said.
It is relatively rare for a person to have money, social status, and relative freedom, such as freedom of work and marriage.
Qu Yanbei smiled: "Thank you."
It was already late at night, so he asked Yun Qiao again, "Are you hungry?"
"Kind of."
"Go back to your room, change clothes and shoes, and let's go have a supper.
Don’t you like eating crayfish?”
he said.
Without saying a word, Yun Qiao grabbed his shoulder again.
Qu Yanbei: "..."
Are you showing off your wings, or are you just too lazy to walk back?
The two fell back onto the balcony.
Before Qu Yanbei said anything, Yun Qiao turned over and went back to his room, simply and neatly.
It really looks like a mountain king.
The two changed their clothes and shoes and went downstairs together.
There is an all-night barbecue stall not far from the hotel, and there are still many customers at this time, probably staff of the event organizer.
At a table not far away, there were several handsome men and beauties who looked familiar. They were guests attending the event.
Yun Qiao and Qu Yanbei also chose a table and sat down.
She ordered a lot, including garlic lobster, five-spice crayfish, steamed king crab, salt and pepper prawns...
In short, she ordered all the delicious food in the entire barbecue stall.
Qu Yanbei: "Can you finish eating?"
"Don't mess with me this time, and I can finish it."
Yun Qiao said.
Qu Yanbei thought of the last time he ate crayfish and became a little distracted.
He asked Yun Qiao which words made her angry at that time.
Yun Qiao said the joke "King of the Mountain": "My husband always talks about me like this."
"...So, you have had this temper since you were a child, didn't you develop it later?"
He found it fun.
Yun Qiao looked expressionless and casually lifted the lid of the beer without using tools: "I'm very gentle and kind, but I'm just a little competitive."
Qu Yanbei: "..."
Not a little bit, but very competitive.
The competitive spirit is extremely strong.
Qu Yanbei: “I have never been competitive since I was a child.
The more capable you are, the more things you can do, the easier your life will be."
"You obviously don't want to make progress, so why do you want to whitewash yourself?"
Qu Yanbei laughed: "I think I'm pretty good.
Yun Qiao, if you are tired and rely on me, you will find that my world is peaceful and quiet."
Yun Qiao felt suffocated.
She looked at Qu Yanbei.
The lights on the late-night snack stall were dim and dim, blown by the night wind, and the light and shadow were scattered. He turned his face away slightly, not looking at her.
Yun Qiao sighed softly.
"...Qu Yanbei, I don't want to be disappointed."
She suddenly called him by his first and last name, with a special sense of caution, "I don't want you to be disappointed."
Qu Yanbei's maturity and stability were revealed at this moment.
He didn't look into her eyes and just said calmly: "Then wait.
I can be disappointed, but I don't want you to be disappointed.
Waiting for you to be sure, waiting for you to make up your mind."
Yun Qiao felt extremely sour in her heart.
Qu Yanbei poured two glasses of cold beer: "I made you unhappy again by saying something, and I apologize to you.
You must finish your midnight snack today, otherwise I will doubt whether you like to eat crayfish or not."
Yun Qiao: "..."
She clinked glasses with him.
The beer was a bit cold and bitter, and it didn't taste sweet after a while.
Yun Qiao sat there, feeling empty and indescribably sad.