Chapter 677 She is pregnant
But he's really gone mad; Miss Luo is nowhere to be found here.

It's not 1997 anymore.

Baek Song-cheol also wouldn't arrive on time at 5:20 PM.

The candles will burn out alone, the red wine will be left untouched, the steak will mold and rot, and only one crazy person will remember this room. Every day, he drives a cleaning truck in the company, searching for someone who looks like Miss Luo, leading her to an unfinished date from 16 years ago.

Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia stared silently at the smiling old man at the door for a long, long time.

Neither of them could think of anything to say in response.

A moment later, Bai Qingxia saw Lu Yuanqiu move. Lu Yuanqiu picked up the bottle of red wine on the table, glanced at the brand, then popped the cork off, smelled the bottle, and smiled at Bai Qingxia, saying, "It's still drinkable."

Before Bai Qingxia could respond, Lu Yuanqiu handed the two wine glasses to the old man at the door and said, "The glasses are dirty. Miss Luo asked you to help clean them."

The mad old man smiled and bowed: "Okay, please wait a moment."

Seeing Lu Yuanqiu sit down on the cashmere blanket, Bai Qingxia silently followed suit, but she hugged her legs, appearing very quiet, or rather, sullen.

Seeing her like this, Lu Yuanqiu patted his knee, thinking of words of comfort in his mind, and said, "Zhang Zhisheng isn't that all-powerful. At least he didn't completely erase the traces of Uncle Bai here, did he?"

"And people still remember him, and there are things he left behind, the love he left behind..." When Lu Yuanqiu said the last sentence, he turned around and looked at the bunch of withered flowers next to the sofa, and the photo frames on the cabinet that only contained Luo Ran.

After hearing Lu Yuanqiu's words, Bai Qingxia buried her face in her knees and cried silently.

Lu Yuanqiu blinked, looked down at the table, and fell into a brief silence.

Neatly arranged knives and forks were placed on either side of the blackened food. The two of them were sitting in the same spot that Bai Songzhe had envisioned 16 years ago, the spot where he and Luo Ran would have sat.

Lu Yuanqiu got up and sat down next to Bai Qingxia, gently patting her shoulder.

"It's in the past."

“So they really were here before…” Bai Qingxia replied, her voice choked with emotion.

Lu Yuanqiu thought about how many photos the girl had taken today, none of which depicted familiar things, and finally showed a disappointed expression.

Instead, he was led here by a madman and witnessed firsthand the extremely real traces left by Baek Song-cheol.

Lu Yuanqiu thought that although he was also very sad now, he would probably never be able to truly empathize with Bai Qingxia at this moment.

A short while later, the old man surnamed Wu came running back with two water-stained cups, which he had indeed washed clean.

"Here you go, Miss Luo."

He handed it to me from outside the door, but wouldn't come in.

Lu Yuanqiu stepped forward and took the cup, then suddenly asked curiously, "Grandpa, what did you do before?"

The old man just stood there, grinning foolishly, without answering.

Seeing that he couldn't be communicated with, Lu Yuanqiu took his glass and sat back down opposite Bai Qingxia, pouring some red wine into both glasses.

"Here, would you like to take a sip and try it?"

He handed the poured red wine to Bai Qingxia. Bai Qingxia looked up, reached out and took it. Seeing that Lu Yuanqiu had taken a sip, she also brought the glass to her lips and took a very small sip.

This was Bai Qingxia's first time drinking red wine, and she found it incredibly sour and astringent. She gently placed the glass on the table, but then she remembered that this was something her parents had wanted to drink but never had the chance to, so she picked it up again and brought it to her lips.

Seeing this, Lu Yuanqiu pressed her hand down and advised, "Just take a sip now. If you want it, I'll secretly take the bottle with me."

Thinking about how she got drunk after just one beer, Bai Qingxia nodded and heeded the advice to withdraw her hand.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Luo, Mr. Bai said something and put it in the envelope."

The old man outside the door gave a reminder.

Lu Yuanqiu turned his head and looked around, but did not see the so-called envelope.

Where is the envelope?

"On the table."

Am I blind? Lu Yuanqiu looked around the table with a puzzled expression, but couldn't see the envelope at all.

Just as he was about to search the entire room, his phone suddenly beeped. 'Zheng Yifeng': Come back quickly, we've counted the people.

Lu Yuanqiu: OK.

He stuffed the bottle of red wine on the table into his clothes. Seeing that Bai Qingxia was still lingering over the photo frames on the cabinet, Lu Yuanqiu thought of the envelope and said to her, "We'll come again when we have the chance."

Bai Qingxia nodded, took Lu Yuanqiu's hand, put on her shoes, and left the room.

Lu Yuanqiu closed the door and tiptoed to reinsert the nails from the white cloth into the wall.

"Miss Luo! Aren't you waiting for Mr. Bai?"

Watching Bai Qingxia's departing figure, the old man behind her shouted.

As Bai Qingxia ran, she kept looking back at him, feeling as if the waving old man had frozen in place along with time.

In the evening, the three of them took a bus back to Daohe Company, and Zheng Yifeng led the two to a rest room to sit down.

He seemed extremely tired. Bai Qingxia noticed that Zheng Yifeng's clothes were soaked with sweat. She wondered what the girl who was clinging to him had forced him to do.

Zheng Yifeng also noticed that Bai Qingxia's eyes were slightly red, but he didn't intend to ask.

Zheng Yifeng's eyes widened when he saw Lu Yuanqiu pull a bottle of red wine from his pocket: "You guys... went to steal wine?"

Lu Yuanqiu: "More or less."

He moved the red wine in front of Bai Qingxia, who hugged it tightly in her arms like a precious treasure, as if she would never give it back.

Bai Qingxia...drinking? It seems something happened that Zheng Yifeng can't figure out.

"When are you going back to Zhucheng? Tonight? Or tomorrow?"

Zheng Yifeng asked.

After asking the question and finding that Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia were both silent, he repeated the question.

"Huh? Oh, either way is fine," Lu Yuanqiu replied.

Zheng Yifeng: "What's wrong with you guys?"

Lu Yuanqiu waved his hand: "It's nothing."

Bai Qingxia was still holding the red wine, lost in thought.

"Drip~"

"Drip~"

Lu Yuanqiu's phone suddenly beeped with a rapid message notification.

He took it out to examine it.

Chung Kam-ching: Where are you now?
Chung Kam-ching: Something terrible has happened!

Chung Kam-ching: Come back quickly! Come back quickly!
Lu Yuanqiu: What happened? Did Zhuhai University explode?

Zhong Jincheng: I'm shocked! My senior is pregnant!

Bai Qingxia rarely saw Lu Yuanqiu with such a terrified expression, which made her curious about the chat content on his phone.

"Who?"

"Zhong Jincheng".

"say what?"

Lu Yuanqiu was speechless for a moment. Zhong Jincheng wasn't even 20 years old yet, and he was going to become a father?

No, judging from his tone, he didn't like it at all.

(End of this chapter)

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