A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"Are you talking about Songsao fish soup, steamed chicken with mushrooms, red dates, wolfberry, and yam with honey?"

Shu Ange translated the name of the dish in English, and Paul patted his thigh excitedly: "Yes, that's all, Chinese food is very good, I want to eat it!"

With little stars shining in his eyes, he gushed about Chinese cuisine and Shu Ange's cooking skills.

"Okay, I'll do it now. Brother Chen, what do you want to eat?"

Chen Weiqing, who was working, raised his head and looked at Shu Ange, who was smiling like a flower, his heart seemed to be pricked by something.

He just listened to Paul and Shu Ange talking and laughing, knowing that there was nothing between them, but when he thought of her beauty, not only he could see her, but others could also see her, and his heart was sour.

"Don't be too troublesome, just do whatever you want."

"The people take food as their priority, so there is no trouble in eating. Huh, thank you for your protection these days, there is not much time to **** craftsmanship, please cherish it."

Shu Ange was talking and walked to the kitchen to put on an apron and prepare to cook.

Chen Weiqing turned off the notebook, walked to Shu Ange silently, turned on the faucet and washed his hands, then picked up the yam.

"Huh? Aren't you busy with work? It's enough for me here."

Shu Ange's side face is very gentle, and a strand of scattered hair hangs down on her milk-white neck. The two stood very close, and Chen Weiqing could clearly smell the fragrance in her hair, which made him a little distracted.

"The work has come to an end."

As soon as Chen Weiqing's words landed, Paul suddenly rushed between the two of them, leaned on Chen Weiqing's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Aha, I'm here to help too!"

He suddenly jumped in, dispelling the charming atmosphere between the two. Before Shu Ange could speak, Chen Weiqing replied coldly, "Under the kitchen, you are watching TV in the living room."

"oh..."

After being rejected, Paul walked out of the kitchen like a dejected little milk dog.

Chen Wei cleaned and cut vegetables, and Shu Ange cooked vegetables. The two cooperated very well and cooked lunch together. After eating, Chen Weiqing sent Paul to wash the pots and dishes. After Paul routinely pretended to be pitiful, he went to wash with a melancholy and lonely look.

This is the last time Shu Ange cooks before parting. Under the supervision of Chen Weiqing, Paul packed his luggage and flew out of Shanghai early the next morning with a lot of souvenirs.

In the days that followed, she was busy visiting clients to collect all kinds of evidence and write a complaint. Time passed quickly in the busy, and the day for Chen Weiqing to leave came.

It's easy to see each other at times, and it's difficult to see each other. The two who have a secret relationship have been deliberately avoiding the topic of separation.

At nine o'clock in the evening on the 30th day, Shu Ange returned to the apartment from the teacher's office after adding three hours of work.

She opened the door with the key, the light in the living room was dim, Shu Ange sighed, turned on the light, put the bag on the coffee table, and saw the note under the water glass.

The note was torn from the cartoon note pad on the table. This month, when Shu Ange went out alone, he always left a note for Chen Weiqing.

Notes are more memorable than text messages and phone calls.

Shu Ange took off the red apple-shaped note from the table, and Chen Weiqing's handwriting was flying like a phoenix.

"I'm leaving, dear."

There are five characters in total, and the signature is only eight characters.

An indescribable feeling of depression suddenly crept into Shu Ange's heart. She was sitting on the sofa, holding the note left by Chen Weiqing in her hand, looking very lonely.

He left, just like that, without even saying goodbye to her.

Shu Ange walked quickly to the bedroom, opened the door, and saw that there was no one in the room, the silk was neatly stacked, and Chen Weiqing's things were all gone.

She opened the door and left the bedroom in a trance.

The next meeting is far away... Shu Ange sat on the sofa without the air conditioner on the bright and clean floor. The hot room was only cool with the wind blowing from the open window.

"Boom—"

Just when Shu Ange was feeling melancholy, a deafening thunder sounded outside the window, and a dazzling light illuminated the night sky.

Less than half a minute later, the sound of rain came from outside the window.

The pouring rain fell endlessly, lightning and thunder alternated, and the wind and rain slapped the windows with a "pop" sound.

Shu Ange walked quickly to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled the curtains open, the dark sky was illuminated by lightning, the sky seemed to have a big hole, and the pouring rain kept pouring down.

After taking a deep breath, she opened her notebook to find the flight from Shanghai to the United States tonight.

There is only one flight to the United States at night, at 21:45, it is now 21:05, and the flight should be delayed due to the current weather.

Shu Ange had a crazy idea in his heart—go to the airport to see Chen Weiqing off.

No matter how hard the wind and rain were, it could not dampen her enthusiasm. Shu Ange opened the mailbox, copied down the flight number, and sent it to Chen Weiqing.

[You are leaving, are you taking flight aa13? I just got off work, and I'm sorry I couldn't drop you off. 】

After sending the email, Shu Ange nervously waited for Chen Weiqing's reply while tidying things up.

Five minutes later, Shu Ange changed his clothes, put on a raincoat and brought an umbrella. When he picked up his phone, he saw a new email.

She swallowed and opened the email gently.

[It doesn't matter, it's this flight, you have a good rest, I will miss this month. 】

After reading Chen Weiqing's reply, Shu Ange clicked on the app and found that the flight was delayed. She bought a cheap air ticket in the early morning and rushed out the door resolutely.

The wind and the rain were dark, Shu Ange clicked on the taxi software in the elevator, and found that the rain was too heavy, and there were many fewer cars to pick up the work, and the price was twice as expensive as usual.

Shu Ange didn't hesitate, called a car at a high price, went down the stairs and rushed into the rain curtain wearing a transparent poncho.

She ran all the way, rushed to the gate of the community, bent over and gasped for breath, and after another minute, the special car driver arrived.

Shu Ange put the raincoat in a plastic bag and got on the bus. The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties. He saw Shu Ange's wet hair on his forehead in the rearview mirror, and asked with a smile, "It's raining so hard. "Is there any urgency for the little girl to go out at this time? It's raining too much, so please take your time."

"It's a bit of a problem, but it's not in a hurry. Just drive slowly. There's not much road to the nearest subway station from here."

The rain is so heavy that it is far less convenient to go to the airport by car than to take the subway.

"Oh, okay, in this weather, little girls should pay more attention to safety when they go out."

Uncle is an enthusiastic person, Shu Ange thanked him while wiping his hair with a tissue.

After arriving at the subway station, she got out of the car and put the poncho on her head, hurried into the subway, bought a ticket and went straight to the entrance.

Lightning flashes, rain is still falling, and flights continue to be delayed.

(Meow~~~ Hello everyone, tomorrow is the weekend~)