If love can be booked

Chapter 167 Zhao Qinglin & Qiu Ruozhen's daily interactions

The days are always too busy.

Busy... He is busy, she is busy too. And how many people's expectations have been let down by the word "busy"? We always have all kinds of perfect explanations for the things we are busy with. Eventually we will have some free time, because the time is quiet and the sun is shining, how dare we waste it?

Her and his story is like an unfinished poem, full of regrets and expectations.

Thinking back to the scene of their first meeting, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

She arrived half an hour early, firstly because she was not used to being late, and secondly because he did not give her a specific time. He was three hours late. He apologized to her, saying that he had a client coming to visit him and could not make it on time. He could have canceled the trip, but he did not.

This seems to be the way they get along, she is always waiting and he is always busy.

Three quarters of his life was occupied by work, and the remaining quarter was spent on eating, sleeping, and spending time with friends, but she was always missing from these activities... Sometimes she envied those around her, who could freely appear in his life, while she could only watch...

He is always busy, because there is no her in his world. She used to be busy too, and she also used the word "busy" to dismiss irrelevant people in her life. So she knew what his so-called busyness meant to her, even though she never mentioned it. She chose to pretend not to know, just to give herself an excuse that he loved her too. If she could deceive herself, she didn't want to admit defeat. It's just that love is not a game, and she lacks the courage to start over.

She doesn't like others being late, but she is used to waiting for him. She doesn't like waiting, but she always looks for him in the crowd; she doesn't like being frightened, but she can't help but worry about whether he is okay...

The sunshine at this time is just right, the so-called 28-degree sunshine time…

Coffee Bane…

The second time they met, the time was just right, neither too early nor too late. She met him again when the sun was shining and the breeze was blowing. He was still as she imagined, clean and handsome, with her favorite gentle smile and magnetic voice. Before they met, she liked the way he spoke, and imagined that he exuded a faint vanilla scent. He didn't smoke, which was exactly what she imagined. She always thought too much and set too many rules for him...

Did she fall in love with the real person in front of her first, or with the one she imagined in her mind? Because he met her requirements for an ideal partner in every way, that's why she cares so much...

One month is enough to like him. Love always comes at the right time, just like the saying goes: "I passed by you and you just happened to fall in love with me."

"What are you thinking about?" He was afraid that she wouldn't speak. If she didn't speak, then there would only be silence between them.

"I miss you." When I'm with you, you're the only one in my heart.

"Be more reserved." Zhao Qinglin frowned. She always talked about missing, liking, and loving. Do I have to say it out loud when I miss you?

"Why should I be so reserved in front of you?" Can I be a little girl who is uninhibited in front of you? Can I show my true self without any scruples?

"I want to eat cake too." It seems like I haven't eaten cake for a long time...

"Go buy it yourself." Geographically speaking, she's closer, right?

"You go buy it." She said coquettishly, with a hint of cheating in her eyes. At this moment, she just wanted to lazily enjoy this pampering and was unwilling to go out to buy the cake.

"I want Black Forest Mousse." She said softly, with a twinkle in her eyes. Black Forest Mousse is a unique and tempting dessert, said to be a symbol of love. For those who come into contact with it for the first time, they may not be amazed by its appearance, but once they taste it, they will be deeply intoxicated.

"What is Black Forest Mousse?" he asked in confusion, unfamiliar with the name. Cake?

"Cake..." she replied, with a hint of disappointment in her voice.

He doesn't eat sweets, and she knew it when they had their first meal together. However, she is just the opposite. She always likes to taste some delicious desserts in her spare time. Maybe this is why she has never been able to successfully diet? Women like to make a promise to themselves to lose weight.

“Your Black Forest Mousse.” Three layers of filling, covered in a black coating that looks like chocolate chips, and sprinkled with a light layer of cocoa powder…

"Are you so reluctant?" Qiu Ruozhen pouted.

"How can I be unwilling? I am willing..." How dare I be unwilling to serve her? Having known her for such a long time, I feel that she has many requirements and many tricks.

"Okay, thank you." He was beside me, warm and heartwarming...

"Do you want to eat?" she asked softly. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to invite him to join her alone?

"I don't want to eat." He doesn't eat sweets, but she eats them with great satisfaction...

"I'm not asking you sincerely." She said playfully, with a slight smile on her lips. She knew his living habits, even though they had only known each other for a short time. She remembered everything he said...

"By the way, can I borrow your phone?" She suddenly remembered something and asked. They usually chatted through WeChat, QQ and other methods, and she was curious about what he had noted for her. She still remembered that in QQ, she strongly asked him to give her a unique name, so he noted the name "woman". What about WeChat? And the phone address book?

"What are you going to do?" He looked at her in confusion, wondering if she had any new ideas. Recently they had been discussing how to address each other more intimately, which seemed to have become an interesting topic between them.

"I'm not doing anything, just taking a look." What else can I do?

"Why don't you say it? I can't let you see it." She always has a lot of ideas, and they change frequently. Sometimes she'll play around with their nicknames, and sometimes she'll start dreaming about a beautiful love. But he's used to hiding all his feelings in his heart. If he really loves someone, he'll express it with practical actions.

"I'm not going to pry into your personal privacy, what are you afraid of?" I just want to see my title on your phone. Can I have an exclusive title?

"Who would know?" Isn't it personal privacy to look through other people's phones at will?

"One minute..." Just one minute...

"No." One minute was enough for her to check her personal nickname.

"Thirty seconds..." Compromise, thirty seconds...

"No." Bargaining...

"I promise I won't do anything. I'm a good boy." You can ignore everything else and just look at my name on your phone, right? Just for one minute.

"You're so good, but you still look at my phone?" He frowned. She had said she was good, cute, and a lady, but why hadn't he noticed? Very good...

"Just take a look." She shook his arm coquettishly, but her heart was very determined. I have a simple purpose...

"Tell me what you want to see, and I'll let you see it." He raised his eyebrows, as if he saw through her thoughts. She obviously had bad intentions, but she gave herself such a high-sounding reason?

"No." I don't want to tell you. It's embarrassing, okay?

"Then you are not allowed to look at it." No one was willing to compromise.

"Stingy, if you don't want to see it, then don't look at it." She turned away angrily, feeling a little disappointed. In fact, there was no need to see the title, but she just wanted to confirm whether the relationship between them was as close as she thought.

"I know what you want to see." Zhao Qinglin looked at Qiu Ruozhen and said, with a hint of helplessness and doting in his voice. Why did he always compromise?

"Nickname, right?" They had been arguing about the nickname for a long time.

"So smart." Qiu Ruozhen's lips slightly raised, revealing a faint smile. So he knew, then just now... this man...

"Just the name." Qiu Ruozhen...

"Name?" Qiu Ruozhen said softly, with a hint of disappointment in her tone. She originally thought she would hear some special names, such as "baby" or "baby", but she didn't expect it to be just a simple name.

"I think the name is good, it's friendly." Zhao Qinglin explained with a smile, she felt that calling someone by their name could better reflect the close relationship between the two. Moreover, it wouldn't make people feel too intimate or corny.

"Can you change it?" Qiu Ruozhen frowned. She didn't like to address her by her name. She felt that it was too formal and not intimate enough. There are many possible names, such as dear, dear, baby, darling, Zhenzhen, any one of them will do...

"Sure." Isn't it just a title? Just change it...

"Can you change whatever you want?" He agreed?

"Okay. Here, you change it yourself, and I'll keep whatever you change." It seems that this elegant hobby of hers is not satisfying her, and she will keep circling around this topic.

"Then why don't you go back and delete it?" If I change it now and you go back and delete it immediately, wouldn't that be a waste of feelings? And now you agree to it so nicely?

"I'm not that boring." If she is willing to change, he can try to accept it...

"Who knows?" I believe he probably won't...

"I remember I only asked you once about your updates on your space, whether there was anything about love? And you deleted all the updates on your space, is it that serious?" I didn't have any more information about him, I just followed his updates, Weibo, and WeChat, but there was very little information.

"That's right, otherwise you will definitely ask again in the future, so I deleted everything that could cause misunderstanding." Isn't there a saying that goes: explanation equals covering up, and covering up equals pretending it's true? If I delete all my memories, maybe I don't have to remember them.

"It's nothing wrong with me. I'm just asking." Her tone was a little helpless and aggrieved. It was just asking. I want to know you in multiple ways, the past that you never mentioned, and I want to know.

"What is there to ask? It happened a long time ago, and you still want me to recall it?" He frowned. Hasn't he heard that memories are the deepest commemoration of the past?

"Who made you reminisce?" I just want to know more about you. I like you deeply, not because of what you have, but because you are you, a simple person.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I won't ask anymore." Qiu Ruozhen said helplessly. He said that she asked a lot of questions, he didn't even want to give her a perfunctory excuse, he was too lazy to explain.

"If I knew, I would have read more." She murmured in a low voice, feeling extremely regretful. Why did she ask him? This was her only chance to learn about his past, but she had missed it so easily.

"What are you talking about?" He knew her little thoughts very well, so he didn't care...

"No, nothing." She sighed secretly. There was no point in saying more. If she said more, she would only cry...

"Okay." Baby...

"What did you change it to?" he asked curiously. Seeing her smile so strangely, he knew in his heart that it must not be a normal nickname.

"Baby..." One of her favorite nicknames.

"Okay, okay..." Baby?

"Why are you being so perfunctory?" He frowned. His compromise...

"How can it be perfunctory? Not perfunctory." She shook her head quickly. Who would dare to be perfunctory?

"It seems that no matter what I say, I can't change your pace." But isn't it a bit inappropriate to use such a close nickname between them? Baby...

"Okay, I'll return your phone." The goal was achieved, and I drank coffee quietly...

In a corner of a coffee shop, he and she...

The time we spent walking on the street together, the joy of a cup of milk tea, a heart, a little happiness. Because of you in my life, the corners of my mouth are raised slightly out of habit. But can we stay like this all the time? Like this afternoon time, the warmth of a cup of coffee. You have her in your heart, I don’t mind, I won’t ask for a replacement, I just hope that one day you can also think of me, waiting for you foolishly...Will you look for me where you turn around?

They are actually very similar, sunny and warm, gentle and lovely.

They are not actually alike, she loves him, but she doesn’t love him…

Do I have to disappoint someone before I can learn to grow? Do I have to be heartbroken before I know how to cherish someone? Do I have to go through a heart-wrenching separation before I can see who I love? Is it destined that you and I can't be together?