Chapter 1065 - 62

Chapter 1065: Chapter 62

Go Biqing quickly explained: "She left, she’s definitely not my girlfriend, just an ordinary friend."

Li Mei seemed indifferent as she responded and then left, leaving Go Biqing unclear about what Li Mei meant.

After Li Mei left, Go Biqing returned to his room, which didn’t even have a chair, so he had no choice but to lie on the bed. He had a late lunch because he was busy with Gwen’s matters in the afternoon, and wasn’t hungry yet. Out of boredom, Go Biqing decided to browse the internet on his phone.

He lost track of time while surfing the web, and when he snapped back to reality, he realized it was already seven in the evening. He replaced his phone’s battery, placing the depleted one on a universal charger to charge and prepared to go out to eat. Just as he opened the door, Go Biqing saw a few employees occasionally coming in, unexpectedly discovering that the company had a night shift, which explained the provision of two meals.

Arriving at the employee cafeteria, Go Biqing found that most of the food had already been sold out, and since he hadn’t received his work permit today, he’d have to pay for the meal himself. Seeing there wasn’t much decent food, Go Biqing decided to go out for dinner instead.

When he got downstairs, he hadn’t walked far before receiving a call from Murong Qing, who asked him to wait if he had time, saying she would be over soon.

Go Biqing didn’t know why she wanted to come over at this hour, but since Murong Qing had her car, it wouldn’t take her long to arrive.

After waiting a while, Go Biqing saw Murong Qing getting out of the car, holding some items, as she said: "Get in the car; your room doesn’t have a chair or a table. Let’s find a place to eat together."

Go Biqing curiously asked: "Weren’t you supposed to have dinner with Zhou Jiaying? Why did you bring me food, didn’t you eat?"

Murong Qing shrugged and said: "I ate a little, but I remembered to bring you something. You can’t skip my treat in the future."

Go Biqing laughed and said: "How could I dare? Since Miss Murong has spoken, I must offer you a treat. But if it’s low-grade, please don’t hold it against me."

Murong Qing started the car and gave Go Biqing a side glance, saying: "Do you think I’m that kind of person?"

From that glance, Go Biqing distinctly saw something else. To be precise, since his father’s passing, Murong Qing seemed to care a bit too much about him, beyond that of a friend. Yet each time he sensed something and tried observing Murong Qing, she seemed not to mean it at all. Could it be he was overthinking?

The car drove to the River Beach near the Yangtze River. They got out of the car and sat on a long bench beside the river. Murong Qing opened the box and said: "Look, I brought a variety of dishes. I hope you like them."

Go Biqing would eat anything now, unlike his previous picky self. During the recent busy days of handling his father’s affairs, he had lived on dry food.

"Very nice, I like all of them." Go Biqing meant it; it seemed like these three dishes were his favorites. He wondered if Murong Qing suggested preparing them, but since she didn’t mention it, he dared not make assumptions.

Picking up his chopsticks, Go Biqing started eating, while Murong Qing held a lunch box with some rice. Obviously, she had eaten, as she barely touched her food, occasionally watching Go Biqing gobbling down his meal. Go Biqing was exhausted from moving house and handling the bureaucratic matters for Gwen, with hardly any rest all day.

As he ate, Go Biqing suddenly noticed a lunch box being handed to him. Murong Qing said: "You look worn out today, I have more rice, can’t finish it, you can have some."

Unreservedly, Go Biqing took some rice and continued eating. While eating, Go Biqing raised his head suddenly, seeing Murong Qing hadn’t touched her chopsticks, staring fixatedly at him. That look made Go Biqing’s heart skip a beat; could Murong Qing truly have feelings for him? Yet, given her status and his nearing destitution like a beggar, the gap seemed overwhelmingly vast.

Murong Qing was startled by Go Biqing’s sudden gaze, initially eating just for show, but as she watched, she somehow got absorbed, and when she was noticed by Go Biqing, her face flushed slightly. She hurriedly shoveled rice into her mouth, but the action seemed rather conspicuous, as she was only eating rice without the dishes.

Go Biqing had many questions, yet dared not speak up. If all this was just his imagination, exposing it would make their relationship awkward, preventing their casual encounters in the future, possibly ending their friendship.

Thus, Go Biqing continued eating as though he hadn’t noticed, yet Murong Qing’s moment of shyness left a significant impact on Go Biqing. He previously saw Murong Qing as a beauty not inferior to Zhou Jiaying, without many other thoughts. If there were, perhaps they were merely the most wicked desires deep in his heart. Murong Qing’s bashfulness this time made Go Biqing’s heart involuntarily race.

Eating, Go Biqing reflected on why his heart raced earlier. Could he have thoughts for Murong Qing too? At this moment, Go Biqing failed to notice the slightly awkward atmosphere that had developed. Murong Qing’s attitude might have shifted.

Go Biqing was immersed in self-reflection, oblivious to these changes. After finishing his meal, he placed down his lunch box and, upon looking up, met Murong Qing’s gaze. She seemed startled and tried averting her eyes, her flickering gaze hinting at a secret. Go Biqing felt an uncontrollable urge to uncover the truth but ultimately restrained his thoughts, knowing he shouldn’t get too close to Murong Qing. For now, he was unaware of her intentions, everything being mere speculation. Yet, her earlier gaze made Go Biqing feel he might have grasped something.

"Thanks for the meal, it was really good and filling. By the way, I appreciate your effort this afternoon, helping me with my errands." Go Biqing said after eating.

Murong Qing set down her lunch box and chopsticks, saying: "No problem, aren’t we friends? Friends should help each other."

Go Biqing felt touched, knowing there were few friends like Murong Qing in his times of distress, who truly offered timely assistance instead of superficial support, always more touching.

Additionally, Go Biqing realized Murong Qing’s words were meant to comfort him. Given his current state, how could he offer her any help? Ideally, he wouldn’t always rely on her, as accruing too many favors was never beneficial, being the hardest debts to repay.

"After eating, it’s good to exercise. Let’s take a stroll on the River Beach. The river breeze feels quite pleasant." Murong Qing noticed Go Biqing’s moved expression, smiled slightly, and led him to stand up.