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Chapter 228 Travel Plans with My Brother

Chapter 228 Travel Plans with My Brother (Seeking Double Monthly Tickets at the Beginning of the Month!)

The next morning.

Long He opened his eyes, sat up groggily, and found that Hua Qing was no longer beside him.

"Up so early?"

She got out of bed, washed up, and came to the living room, where she suddenly noticed that Hua Qing's pajamas from last night were draped over the sofa armrest.

Several dark water stains spread across the light gray cotton fabric.

Long He blushed and quickly looked away.

The humming sound of the range hood came from the direction of the kitchen.

Longhe walked over and peered inside.

Ding Heng stood in front of the stove, where noodles were bubbling inside the pot.

"woke up?"

"Um.

Long He rubbed his eyes and asked vaguely, "Where's Hua Qing?"

"She went to school; she has classes and rehearsals today."

Ding Heng took two large bowls from the cupboard, scooped out noodles, poured soup over them, and added toppings. His movements were swift and efficient.

"When did she leave?"

About two hours ago.

"Then—before she left, you—"

"Did I disturb you?"

Ding Heng pushed a bowl of noodles in front of Long He without hesitation: "There's nothing I can do, she just has to bother me so early in the morning."

"Are you bothered?"

Longhe took the bowl and sat down at the table.

Ding Heng sat down and said, "Yeah, I gave him a lecture, and then he went to class obediently."

Longhe paused, his gaze once again sweeping towards the living room sofa.

"I didn't actually hear it—"

"You were probably too tired from yesterday's concert and slept very soundly."

Ding Heng picked up the bowl and took a sip of soup.

There's one more thing he didn't mention—Hua Qing is thin-skinned, and when she was being "disciplined" this morning, she kept her jaw clenched the entire time.

Longhe said "Oh" and focused on eating his noodles.

After a while, Long He put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and cheered himself up again.

"What are we going to do later?"

"Didn't you want to buy clothes?"

Ding Heng stood up, stacked the two empty bowls together, and carried them into the kitchen: "How about I show you around?"

"Just the two of us?"

Longhe followed him to the kitchen door and pressed him for answers.

Just the two of us.

Ding Heng turned on the tap, and the water gushed out.

After quickly tidying up, the two were about to leave when they noticed their car keys hanging in the entryway.

Long He took out the car keys: "Is Hua Qing leaving the car for us?"

"Forehead----"

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated.

Now that things have come to this point, I don't know whether I should praise Hua Qing for being sensible.

The weather in the capital had already turned cool by the end of September, and the two of them strolled around the mall.

Longhe began a shopping spree and asked Ding Heng for advice.

Ding Heng's response was not only not perfunctory, but also very proactive.

Occasionally, they can add a comment or two such as "This color suits you" or "This style makes you look slimmer," and every suggestion is just right.

Longhe was completely charmed by him, buying one item after another, swiping his card like crazy.

But gradually, Longhe realized something was wrong.

Ding Heng was extremely skilled, one could even say he was overly skilled!

"Ding Heng".

"Um?

"Do you often go shopping with girls?"

Ding Heng paused slightly and coughed lightly.

"Occasionally — occasionally."

Shopping with your brothers is not much different from shopping with other women. In any case, the most common questions are "Does she look good?" and "Do you like her?"

Other women have asked him similar questions hundreds of times.

"Are you sure it's just an occasional occurrence?"

Long He narrowed his eyes: "You seem to know more about women's clothing than I do?"

"that----"

Ding Heng scratched his cheek awkwardly and quickly changed the subject: "Um—is that the brand you endorse? Want to go in and take a look?"

Long He sighed helplessly, trying to comfort himself in his heart.

It's okay, just think of it as another woman giving your brother some practice.

Maybe in the end you'll benefit yourself.

It was already 2 p.m. when the two came out of the mall.

Ding Heng carried shopping bags in both hands, filling the trunk to the brim.

Long He sat in the passenger seat and let out a long sigh: "I'm exhausted—"

Ding Heng joked, "I'm the one carrying all this stuff, and I haven't even complained about being tired yet."

Long He chuckled, took a bottle of water out of his bag, unscrewed it, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, then handed it to Ding Heng's lips.

"Want some drinks?"

Ding Heng lowered his head and took a sip of his drink before driving the car out of the parking space.

The car merged into the traffic, and Longhe's posture was languid.

"Where to next?"

"Shall we find a place to rest first, and then pick up Hua Qing this afternoon?"

"oh----"

Long He suddenly changed the subject: "Ding Heng, how many days do you plan to stay in the capital?"

Ding Heng thought for a moment: "We'll see."

"What do you mean?"

"It's up to you."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll stay for as long as you take leave."

"ah----"

Ding Heng's answer caught Long He off guard.

She was secretly delighted, but had to maintain a polite demeanor: "You're not going to school anymore?"

Ding Heng calmly replied, "Don't worry—if I really have nowhere else to study, I'll come and rely on you!"

"oh----"

Long He suppressed a laugh: "I'm free before National Day, but I have an official program to record during the National Day holiday, so I can't turn it down."

"So you mean you can only rest until the end of the month?"

"Pretty much. I have to report for duty on September 30th. Rehearsals, recording, post-production—it's all a mess, it'll take at least three or four days."

"Not counting today, the 25th, there are still five days left?"

"What, you're busy—?"

Longhe tentatively inquired.

She spoke in a deliberately relaxed tone, but her fingers were already gripping the cushion tightly.

Ding Heng sighed, "If a brother asks for my help, I have to make time, even if I'm not available."

"So what are your plans? Stay in the capital?"

"Staying in the capital is so boring."

Ding Heng countered, "Is there anywhere you'd like to go?"

Longhe began to think about it seriously.

"I'm feeling completely exhausted lately, both physically and mentally, and I want to relax in nature."

"Which nature?"

Tibet.

Long He said enthusiastically, "I saw Uncle Ding's WeChat Moments the other day, and the photos he took were so beautiful! Snow-capped mountains, grasslands, blue skies and white clouds—absolutely gorgeous!"

Ding Heng's hand on the steering wheel paused slightly.

"this----"

"I'll cover all the expenses!"

Longhe immediately added, "Don't worry, airfare, hotel, car rental, tour guide—you won't have to pay a single penny!"

"It's not about the money."

"What is it?"

Ding Heng didn't speak, his mind racing.

During the National Day holiday, Zhao Yanxi and others also planned to go to Tibet. Lin Man and a local named Baima were planning their trip these past two days.

If I were to accompany Longhe now—

Today is the 25th. I'll spend time with Longhe in Tibet until the 30th, then see her off, and then seamlessly take over from Zhao Yanxi and the others.

The plan is perfect.

"Alright."

Ding Heng relented: "However, I have one condition."

"What are the conditions?"

"You must follow my instructions completely, no cheating, no talking back, and no bargaining with me."

Long He immediately raised three fingers, his expression serious.

"I promise!! I'll follow my brother's orders the whole time, I'll never cheat, I'll never talk back, and I'll never haggle."

Seeing his brother's eager expression, Ding Heng couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, it's settled then."

"good!"

Longhe cheered and raised his arms high.

Ding Heng stared ahead, his mind racing with unspoken doubts.