The next day, Song Ying did not hear from Luo Qiu until almost lunchtime.
After baring her teeth at the phone for a while, Miss Song finally got the meeting location. She promptly turned down Zhang Qingrui's invitation to lunch, drove the car she had borrowed from the Zhang family, and, after a series of maneuvers, arrived at her destination: the park.
Luo Qiu had probably arrived a little earlier... When Song Ying arrived, she found him looking at his phone.
"I'm saying, couldn't you at least find somewhere we could get a drink?" Song Ying glanced around.
Since it was noon, the park was clearly sparsely populated... But that also made it quiet, and it seemed suitable for discussing matters. Grumbling aside, she still sat down on the bench. "What are you looking at?"
"There was a power outage last night. I was checking what people were saying about it online." Luo Qiu spoke casually, then turned off his phone. "Let's continue last night's topic."
"You... You've digested it already?" Song Ying asked cautiously.
"Thanks for your concern."
"Who's concerned about you?" Song Ying snorted. "If Grandpa hadn't told me to take good care of you, I wouldn't have come... How dare you kick me out."
"Eat. You must be hungry." Luo Qiu smiled and picked up a small paper bag beside him.
It was warm, giving off steam and a sweet fragrance. It was obviously food.
"What's this?" Song Ying took it and asked curiously.
"Egg waffles." Luo Qiu said softly, "There was a cart selling them over there just now. I figured you probably hadn't eaten, so I bought some. Don't you like sweet things?"
"They taste pretty good." Song Ying took a bite. Her taste buds were instantly conquered by the rich egg fragrance and soft,