hotmtlnovel Chapter 157: I'm really bored
Chapter 157: I'm really bored
Chapter 157: I'm really bored
People often focus on the success stories, thinking it all seems so easy, but countless others don’t even make a ripple.
Xu Qing carefully explained to Jiang He why her business plan wouldn’t work. Only then did Jiang He reluctantly give up on her dream of building a self-media ecosystem.
“How about I start with just one thing? If it works, I’ll add more,” she suggested.
“Why do you want to do so much?” Xu Qing asked.
“Well, don’t you do a lot too?” Jiang He retorted.
“That’s because I enjoy it. I do it out of interest.”
“Like how you enjoy my shoes?” Jiang He suddenly realized that Xu Qing seemed to have too many interests.
By comparison, Jiang He moved bricks for money, practiced martial arts out of habit, and truly only enjoyed learning new recipes.
“Just like I enjoy your legs!” Xu Qing retorted with exasperation as he set down his mouse. “Start with one thing and give it a try. Only by doing it will you truly understand why I said it wouldn’t work.”
“Oh.” Jiang He looked down at her legs, swaying them back and forth before suddenly stepping on Xu Qing’s foot.
“What are you doing?” Xu Qing asked, confused.
“I...” Jiang He was at a loss for words.
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“Hmm... Think about what you really like to do first, and then explore it. If you have questions, ask me.”
After a moment of silence, Xu Qing stood up from his chair and nonchalantly added, “I’ll be in my room.”
Standing too close to Jiang He, he felt like he could almost hear her breathing. Her dazed look made him retreat quickly; otherwise, his figurative "tail" might have been exposed.
This old soul was becoming more and more like a modern young girl.
Getting up early can make a day feel much longer. Compared to sleeping in until ten, it was almost like gaining double the time. When you wake up late, a quick wash and lunch will already push you into the afternoon. By the time you start working, the evening has arrived. But if you tackle tasks in the morning, the whole day feels completely different.
Xu Qing knew this well. Especially after martial arts training, his mind was much clearer compared to his lazy homebody days. Feeling energized all day, he moved the couch closer to the window—and also closer to Jiang He. Bathed in the spring sunlight, he lounged with his laptop, enjoying the peace.
If it weren’t for the clacking of Jiang He’s keyboard and the howls of monsters in her game, the moment would have been idyllic.
Xu Qing agreed without hesitation.
Spending so much time with Jiang He, he sometimes needed to redirect his thoughts. Otherwise, watching her sit there would lead to all sorts of daydreams. This was part of the reason, but only a small one. The main reason was that spending too much time in front of the computer wore him out mentally. He needed a change of pace.
He used to go out drinking and partying often, but now he rarely did. He had also developed the habit of going to bed early and waking up early, giving him plenty of free time to do what he wanted.
Jiang He curled her toes inside her slippers, realizing there wasn’t much else to do. Xu Qing hadn’t looked for a movie either. He was still fiddling with the split rings.
“Why don’t you read a book? Or play a game?”
“Aren’t we watching a movie?” Jiang He asked.
“Hm? You want to watch one now?” Xu Qing paused. If she wanted to watch a movie now, he was happy to accompany her.
“No! It’s you who...”
Jiang He felt like she had fallen into a trap. Weren’t they supposed to cuddle?
This miscommunication lasted only a moment before Xu Qing realized what was going on. He had casually teased Jiang He earlier, thinking they could get closer while watching a movie later. Jiang He, on the other hand, thought he wanted to get touchy and was looking for a movie now.
“We can watch tonight, after we’ve both had baths and smell nice,” Xu Qing said as seriously as he could.
“I’m going to play my game!” Jiang He huffed, running back to her chair, unwilling to continue the conversation.
“Hey, pass me that camera later,” Xu Qing said.
“You want to take it off?”
“Yeah, take it off and set it up on my laptop.”
After using the pliers for about ten minutes, Xu Qing had gotten the hang of the process. He moved the camera from Jiang He’s computer to his and adjusted it to focus on the desk.
“Don’t make any noise,” he instructed her.
“Huh?” Jiang He was puzzled.
“I’m recording a video. It’ll take about ten minutes.”
Watching Xu Qing clamp split rings while explaining things to the camera, Jiang He propped her chin on her hand from her seat.
It felt like she’d been tricked again. All that talk about being bored, wanting to play with legs, and finding distractions—it was all just work.
Although she had no idea what kind of bizarre job this was, she was sure it wasn’t as simple as Xu Qing made it seem.