Chapter 62 The Different Lin Tingshen
Chapter 62 The Different Lin Tingshen
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Ling Xia pushed open the door and glanced at her home, which she had been away from for more than half a year.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar furniture arrangement, Xia stood in the entryway for a long time until the sense of familiarity returned.
Everything in the house seemed to have changed, yet nothing had changed at all.
Lingxia sat on a small stool and changed her shoes into comfortable slippers in the entryway.
The slippers are pure black. I remember buying them because they were dirt-resistant and practical.
Back then, she had to go to various film crews every day to inquire, but there were no suitable roles for her.
If so, please remember to contact her.
Ling Xia walked into the room and casually touched the counter; her fingers were not covered in black dust.
Yes, it's very clean.
It seems Sister Zhao did send someone to clean it, otherwise the room would be covered in a layer of dust, and the ceiling would be covered in spider webs!
Ling Xia walked towards a corner of the restaurant, where the refrigerator was located.
She suddenly had a strong urge to eat ice cream to cheer herself up, and the urge grew stronger and stronger.
I remember she left with a few ice creams before she left.
Xia opened the freezer with great joy.
The smile on her lips slowly faded.
Where's my ice cream?
Ling Xia began searching quickly.
Steak, no.
Chicken breast, no.
Chicken meatballs, no.
……
Ling Xia flipped through it, but it wasn't there.
Unconvinced, she stood up and opened the storage room door again.
She stood still.
If there were a song to accompany it, Lingxia would sing "The cold, icy rain is slapping my face haphazardly" to wake her up.
The refrigerator compartment was completely empty, as if some penniless wretch had ransacked it; there wasn't even a bottle of water.
Sister Zhao, far away at home, couldn't help but sneeze.
Who's thinking about me?
She forgot to tell Lingxia that she had taken all of Lingxia's snacks.
After thinking it over, Xia decided to go to the convenience store.
Lingxia put on a mask and changed her shoes. She went downstairs to the convenience store not far away to buy some ice cream and water.
Ling Xia walked into the convenience store and quickly scanned the area.
There were few people around, so Xia walked briskly to the refrigerator to choose something.
The coffee flavor is delicious; the milk flavor is okay; the cantaloupe flavor is my favorite; and the crispy cone flavor is amazing, I'll buy it all!
While Lingxia was choosing which flavor of ice cream to get, a woman of about the same age as her came up next to her.
The woman stared at Ling Xia for several minutes before she realized that the woman wearing the mask was indeed the currently most popular character, Ni Chang. The woman looked at Ling Xia in disbelief and said, "You must be Ling Xia. I love Ni Chang from the Warring States Period."
Ling Xia's hand, which was picking out ice cream, froze. She turned around and saw a young girl looking at her excitedly.
Then everyone else in the convenience store, drawn by her voice, looked over, and some even jogged over.
The Warring States Policy is currently airing and Xia is worried about causing trouble.
After taking photos with a few people, I paid and left in a hurry.
After returning to the apartment.
Lingxia lay on the bed with an ice cream in her hand, eating it while scrolling through her phone.
I finished my ice cream with great satisfaction.
Before going to bed, Lingxia sent a message to Sister Zhao: You don't need to come tomorrow. The boss is taking me to try on dresses.
1 minute later.
Sister Zhao: What?
Sister Zhao: What a wonderful thing! You're home.
Sister Zhao: Where is he? How dare you not reply to my messages? Wait until tomorrow... or the day after tomorrow, I'll have to talk to you.
……
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The sound is so loud it pierces the nerves; the jarring ringtone pulls a sleeping person from their sweet dreams.
A fair and delicate arm emerged from under the covers. Just by looking at this snow-white, lotus-like arm, one could imagine how beautiful its owner must be.
A few seconds later, her hands came out, reaching upwards. The blanket tensed for a moment, and Ling Xia stretched out a long yawn from inside the blanket.
Whew, the blankets were all pulled off, and Ling Xia, wearing her pajamas, sat up and turned off the alarm on her phone.
The noisy sounds instantly fell silent.
I checked my phone and it's 8:00 AM. My schedule is very regular. It's just that I think I ate a bit too much yesterday. I wonder if I'll be able to fit into the dress?
At 10:00, Lin Tingshen arrived as promised.
Ling Xia didn't do any extra dressing up, she just applied some lotion and moisturizer, since she would have to put on new clothes later.
Pushing open the apartment door, Xia was surprised to see that the person in front of her was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses without lenses, and was dressed in a white shirt and jeans.
He looks exactly like a college student, the ascetic type, you know.
Lingxia leaned against the apartment door, and they looked at each other.
Lin Tingshen looked at his outfit. He hadn't dressed like this in a long time. If he had to say, it would be when he was in college, which was more than 10 years ago.
Yesterday, he thought about it. He was 31, and Lingxia was 25, a difference of 6 years.
There's a generation gap every three years, and there are two generation gaps between them.
Then he tried to figure out how to close the gap.
Assistant Yi An offered several suggestions.
First, you need to dress in a way that resembles that of a college student.
Secondly, it's said that girls really like boys with gold-rimmed glasses, because they like the feeling of asceticism.
Although Lin Tingshen said it was troublesome, he still did as instructed.
Lin Tingshen's handsome face looked somewhat unnatural. "Is it not suitable?"
She tried not to appear too surprised. "It suits you perfectly. You look like a PhD student?"
Doctoral student.
They must be outstanding in some field.
Ling Xia chuckled softly.
"Get in the car," Lin Tingshen said, moving aside to let Lingxia get in.
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