I Deliver Food In a Lamborghini

Brother extra (3)

This is the first time Qi Yan and Nanzhe go on a trip.

The two of them visited surrounding cities for three days. It was already late at night on their return trip, and the sky was dark outside the window. Qi Yan glanced at the navigation information, which showed that the arrival in Huaicheng was expected to be around two o'clock. Originally, the two of them planned to go back early tomorrow morning, but she had a shooting tomorrow morning and was afraid it would be too late. In order to accommodate her, Nanzhe said he would go back tonight.

Seeing her yawning repeatedly, Nanzhe said, "If you are sleepy, take a nap first. I'll call you when you get home."

"No, no, no." Qi Yan shook his head. "Let's talk to you."

Nanzhe was also very tired today, and it was very late now. She was worried about him driving tired, so she wanted to chat with him to cheer him up.

However, she seemed to be overthinking it.

Nanzhe usually goes out to drink and party at night, and his nightlife is often just beginning at this time.

"By the way, why didn't you go to Tibet last time? I thought you would go with others."

While chatting, Qi Yan remembered this matter.

"If you don't go, who will I go with?" Nanzhe held the steering wheel with one hand and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, "Are you hungry? I have food here."

As he said that, he stretched his hand back and fumbled for a while before taking out a paper bag from the back, which contained the snacks he bought when he set out, specially prepared for her.

He put it in her arms and said, "You should like them all. I see that you didn't eat much at night."

"I'll lose weight at night." Although she said this, Qi Yan still opened the bag. With the help of the street light outside the window, she could see clearly the snacks inside. As expected, they were all her favorite snacks.

"Whatever you want to lose, you are already at your standard weight."

"I deal with models and celebrities all day long, and they are thin."

"How can you compare with them? They are as thin as a man with spare ribs. They are not good-looking at all."

Qi Yan was amused by him. She opened the bag of potato chips and took a piece from it and handed it to him.

Nanzhe looked down and didn't move.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Qi Yan leaned towards him and put the potato chips to his lips.

Seeing that he had eaten, Qi Yan took back his hand and returned to the subject, "How about I accompany you to Tibet at the end of the year?"

"Do you have time at the end of the year?"

"I'm not sure. I'll try to be as free as possible. How long do you want to play for?"

"If I have enough time, I would like to drive myself. It might take a little longer. If I don't have time, I would just fly. A week would be enough."

Listening to his words, Qi Yan lowered his head and began to think about his work at the end of the year.

According to Nanzhe, self-driving would take at least a month.

"I don't think I can drive myself. Otherwise..."

"It doesn't matter. Driving by yourself is hard work, and you don't feel comfortable sitting in the car." Before she could finish her words, Nan Zhe naturally let her go.

"Let's go together at the end of that year."

"OK."

Nanzhe nodded and said nothing more.

"Why don't you ask me why I want to go there?"

"Why?" Qi Yan couldn't help but raise his head, glanced sideways at him, and guessed: "Because boys like excitement and adventure? Or do they want to find true freedom?"

After hearing what she said, Nan Zhe laughed out loud, "Tsk, I'm already this age, why should I be excited?"

"What age are you? You're still young in your twenties. We are the same age. When you said this, I started to feel anxious." Qi Yan said deliberately.

Nanzhe smiled and then stopped making a fuss about the topic of age.

Seeing that he fell silent, Qi Yan persistently asked him why he wanted to go.

Nanzhe shrugged, and when he turned to look at her, there was light in his eyes, "I can't tell you now, I'll tell you when we get there."

Qi Yan: "..."

——

After returning to Huaicheng, Qi Yan started to be busy again, and so did Nanzhe. But during this period, the two still kept in touch and talked on the phone every day.

Qi Yan gradually got used to this kind of relationship. He would "report" everything he did every day to Nanzhe. The same was true for Nanzhe.

Not long after the second half of the year, Qi Yan discovered that Nanzhe had lost contact.

The message she sent never received a reply.

No one answered the phone calls she made.

A day later, Nanzhe called back.

Qi Yan was busy at the time and heard her assistant say that she had a call coming in. She had a hunch that it was Nan Zhe, so she quickly put down her device and went out to answer the call.

After looking at the notes, she breathed a sigh of relief and pressed answer: "What happened to you yesterday? Did something happen?"

The person on the other side was silent for a while, as if sighing, not feeling quite right.

Qi Yan stood up straight and held the phone tightly, "Where are you now? Jiangcheng?"

"Yeah." Nanzhe, probably aware of her intention, explained: "It's nothing serious. I forgot to charge my phone yesterday."

Qi Yan didn't let him go and started to get to the bottom of it.

Just by hearing his tone, she felt that he was not in a good situation now.

"Are you sick?"

When he didn't answer, she started making random guesses.

"No. What can happen to my body?" He smiled, but she could tell that he was not happy.

She frowned, "Nan Zhe."

Qi Yan rarely calls him by his first name.

"here I am."

Listen carefully, it's a relaxed tone that is trying to be disguised.

"I'll go find you now. Are you at home? Or at the company."

She knew where Nanzhe's home was, and had known it since junior high school, but she had never been there.

He probably hasn't moved either.

"I'm fine, it's just that the old man is not in good health. I'm taking care of him in the hospital, really." Nanzhe then told the truth.

"Then let me go over and take a look?"

After all, that's Nanzhe's grandfather too.

"No need." Nanzhe knew that she was busy, "The old man is in the intensive care unit now. You won't be able to see him when you come. You can wait until later."

"...Okay." Qi Yan agreed and began to calm him down.

In my memory, Nanzhe was very close to his grandparents, as if he had grown up beside his grandparents.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine." After listening to her talk for a while, Nanzhe felt much better, "Aren't you busy today?"

After hearing this, Qi Yan remembered his work. She turned back and glanced at the model inside through the transparent glass, and her expression was already a little impatient.

After a silence, she said helplessly, "I still have filming here, I'll call you in the evening. Don't be too sad, remember to eat."

He smiled and responded, "Okay, okay."

On the other side, in the safe passage of the hospital, when Nanzhe hung up the phone, the smile on his face disappeared.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around, opened the door, and walked out.

I happened to run into Nan Ge when I was going back.

Nanzhe was a little surprised, "Why are you here again?"

Nan Ge came once in the morning.

"I'll bring you something to eat." Compared to him, Nan Ge's complexion was obviously better.