Chapter 28 Blind Date Object

  It has to be said that Cheng Qiao indeed did not disappoint Auntie, who had been thinking of him all along. The next morning after Auntie mentioned him, he quietly appeared without me noticing.

  Before he came, I was watching a gunplay movie that is currently being broadcast on various major channels. The reason why I wanted to watch this TV series, which has been widely concerned and controversial, is because it is fashionable and innovative with anti-Japanese, national salvation, bloody suppression of bandits, and various beauties as the central theme.

  The TV was mounted on a three-legged stand against two walls, I looked up at it with my head tilted back and sighed deeply that the director of this film was indeed worthy of the newcomer award he had just won, and the screenwriter was also worthy of being a new rising star. Whether it was the shocking plot or the stiff facial expressions of the actors, or the slow-motion and special effects inside, they were all about to blind my new titanium alloy eyes.

  In a dimly lit building, a beautiful female spy wrapped in a piece of cloth was rolling and jumping extremely slowly, accompanied by close-ups of the spring light and continuous gunfire. Suddenly, a small Japanese soldier who had just poked his head out got a bullet hole on his forehead and quickly fell to the ground. I was shocked for a long time before I realized that the clothed beauty's action of bouncing high into the air solely relying on her own elasticity...was a bit against the laws of physics!

  Right before my eyes, which were still in a state of shock, the beam that was empty just a moment ago suddenly had a man wearing a black tight-fitting suit and holding a knife appear on it. In the blink of an eye, he jumped down from the high beam with a speed so fast it was like lightning, and then charged straight at the beauty in the hemp cloth. I couldn't help but take a cold breath. He could actually defy the gravitational pull of the earth while performing a sliding attack without any buffering, truly worthy of being called a legendary Japanese ninja!

  I continued to stare intently, just as the man was about to cut through the abdomen of the hemp beauty, when suddenly a loud noise came from nowhere, and the seemingly indestructible roof was blown away! In the moment the man was stunned, the hemp beauty shot him in the forehead with a fierce gaze, then grabbed a rope descending from the sky and quickly disappeared from the screen... At this time, the ending song started.

  I was stunned for a long time, and when I came to my senses, I almost applauded. What kind of gunfight action movie is this? It's obviously a sci-fi film!

  "Don't you think the gun in her hand is quite practical? The bullets will never run out." A pleasant and familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ear, and the warm breath that came with it instantly numbed half of my body.

  I stiffened and turned my head, and in my line of sight immediately appeared Cheng Qiao with raised eyebrows and a curved gaze looking at me: "You..."

  He still bent down and leaned in front of me. At this distance, there was not a single flaw on his exquisite and beautiful face.

  "Get out of here..."

  Five minutes later, the cells in half of my body that had been paralyzed by him finally fully recovered. It wasn't that I was inefficient, but rather the power of the interference object was not to be underestimated - the culprit on the opposite side, who was supporting his chin with one hand and looking at me with an innocent face, would occasionally flash a smile at me during my critical moment of recovery. Usually, such a smile would be fine, but after experiencing the paralysis incident earlier, every time he smiled, the cells in my body that had lost too much blood would die uncontrollably again.

  "How did you get here at this time?" I glanced at the clock on the counter, it's not even 11 o'clock yet.

  Qiao Li replied straightforwardly and confidently: "It was you who told me to come early a long time ago."

  I thought seriously and had no impression at all: "Is there?"

  "You said it yourself, I remember everything that's worth remembering!"

  I stared at him in surprise: "What did I say that shouldn't be remembered?"

  He frowned and shook his head, saying: "Too many, I don't even remember."

  “……”

  He continued to frown and said: "A Yao, I haven't had breakfast yet today, now I'm hungry."

  “……”

  Cheng Qiao immediately picked up a mango pancake that had been made yesterday from the kitchen and took a bite, not saying a word. Seeing him eating with gusto and without any care for his table manners yet still giving off an elegant demeanor, I was taken aback for a moment.

  Actually, I also watched the video taken by Auntie. It's not that I want to recall my own heroic appearance, but just to see when Cheng Qiao left. Although at that time, Auntie was not very close to him, under the 5 million pixel camera, his expressionless face looked so clear, even his eyes didn't have their usual innocence and purity, but instead showed a kind of indifference.

  The whole process, from him getting up to leave, only took a dozen or so seconds, but such an expression appearing on Cheng Qiao's face was really unthinkable. I couldn't believe it and looked back several times, even calling Auntie over to see if there was something wrong with my eyes or if there was something wrong with Cheng Qiao, but she just said calmly: "Didn't you say his aunt came? Children are always a bit inexplicable. And in that situation, if he still had the normal expression you described, then I would think he's abnormal." Then she continued to do her accounts.

  I felt very frustrated being dismissed so perfunctorily, so I turned to texting my BFFs for help, but their responses made my frustration reach a peak. Because just a few minutes later, they all sent me the same message: "That's not indifference, it's just the light flashing in his eyes."

  I gathered my scattered thoughts and hesitated for a moment before finally asking, "Xiao Qiao, why did you leave without saying anything on Friday night?"

  Qiao's movements paused for a moment, and she looked up at me with a wronged expression: "Obviously you were talking to that person, how come I didn't say a word and just left?"

  "Then you can wait for a moment."

  "I was originally going to wait, but then the instructor suddenly sent a text message telling me that there was a new lesson on Saturday and asked me to prepare well. At that time, neither you nor Xiao Yi were free, so I... uh, slipped away quietly."

  This reason is indeed reasonable, I hummed and paused for a moment before saying: "Xiao Qiao, do you know He Mottian?"

  He looked at me in surprise: "Why ask this?"

  I was even more surprised: "You really know him?!"

  He nodded, his expression tangled, wanting to speak but stopping himself, eating while entangled under my extremely speechless gaze. Finally, after finishing the last mango pancake and cleaning up the accidentally squeezed out whipped cream and mango flesh, he put down his fork, furrowed his brow, and looked at me.

  "Xiao Yu and the others said they wanted to introduce He Mochen to me as a blind date."