9- 1 Meter xD

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In life, there are times when you have to deliver yourself to death’s doorstep.

As he ran towards the door of LRM, Ting Shuang thought about whether he’d treat him as Cycle when he saw him later on, or whether he’d treat him as…

Thinking about Bai Changyi’s face, Ting Shuang’s legs started to turn jelly again.

He absolutely couldn’t figure it out. He had already known that Frost and Ting were the same person. Then why did he still chat with him every day and why did he want to eat with him?

Take you out for lunch.

Lunch.

Who could swallow this gruesome lunch?(1)

For some reason that sentence Zhu Wenjia said suddenly sounded in Ting Shuang’s mind: You’re looking for a man, not a father.

Now how different is it from meeting your father for a blind date?

710 metres was really a short distance, and the front entrance of the LRM department was already in front of his eyes.

There was no one at the door.

Ting Shuang began to pray that everything that happened this morning was an illusion; the distance of 3 metres was an hallucination, and Cycle taking him out for lunch was also an hallucination.

That’s right, they were hallucinations.

He would wait at the entrance of the LRM for five minutes, and if Bai Changyi didn’t arrive in 5 minutes he’d leave. No, two minutes, he’d leave after 2 minutes. After having this thought, he felt that he stood out too much standing at the front entrance, and scanned the surroundings for a few seconds before quickly moving behind a tree.

He was nervous.

Still no one came out of the door.

Ting Shuang subconsciously pulled the cigarette box out from his pocket.

“What are you doing.”

The voice from the phone call rang out from behind him.

Ting Shuang’s throat tightened, and he subconsciously shoved the cigarette box back into his pocket, slowly turning around—

Bai Changyi stood one metre away from him.

“Um…” Ting Shuang raised his hand and stiffly pointed at the door of the LRM office. “I was waiting… yeah…”

Bai Changyi said, “Get in the car.”

Ting Shuang turned his head to follow Bai Changyi’s gaze. A car was parked across the road.

Bai Changyi had been watching him from across the road all this time???

He was going to suffocate.

After crossing the road, Ting Shuang slowly pulled on the handle of the car’s back door. As soon as it opened, he heard Bai Changyi saying, “Sit in front.”

Ting Shuang climbed into the passenger seat as if he was climbing onto a guillotine, not knowing where to put his hands.

Bai Changyi said, “Seat belt.”

Ting Shuang quickly fastened his seat belt.

“What do you want to eat?”

What to eat …

His mind was utterly blank …

Fuck, he couldn’t even think of something to eat… It wasn’t as if he was asking you for your understanding of the course… Think of something to eat… Think… Think…

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