The sunshine was just right that weekend morning.
After a thoroughly satisfying bout of adult exercise, even the air carried a lazy, contented feel.
Wei Zijin curled up like a cat in Wang Xiaoliang's arms.
"Luo Bisheng's treating today. Said he got his dividend. You're really not coming?" Wang Xiaoliang held her, his chin resting against her forehead.
"I can't." Wei Zijin's voice was a little husky from just waking up. "Chen Xiaoying asked me yesterday. The four girls in our dorm haven't gotten together in ages, so we're going shopping and having dinner."
She sighed. "I have to go this time. She said if I turned her down again, it meant I looked down on her."
But I do look down on her, Wang Xiaoliang thought.
"Besides, Lanxiang and Wang Fen are going too," Wei Zijin added, a trace of relief in her voice. "As long as Zhao Shengkai isn't going."
Wang Xiaoliang felt the same way.
There was something wrong with the way Zhao Shengkai looked at Zijin. He couldn't even hide it.
Wang Xiaoliang considered his options.
With Luo Bisheng's personality, he got nervous around too many people, especially people he didn't know well. With Zijin not coming, this was a good chance to invite Zhou Qiang. The two had met last time, and Brother Qiang's easy familiarity would help bring Luo Bisheng out of his shell. Besides, Brother Qiang had wanted this himself.
"Sure. Have fun with the girls." Wang Xiaoliang kissed her. "Bisheng will feel more comfortable with fewer people anyway. And Zhou Qiang's been waiting for me to arrange a get-together."
"Don't drink too much tonight, then." Wei Zijin tilted her head up. "If I finish early, I'll come find you. If you finish first, come pick me up."
"Okay."
After Wei Zijin left,