The soft white moonlight of the paranoid gangster at 80

Jiang Chen answered the call as soon as the call was connected. He must have been waiting by the phone.

What's more, he may have been waiting for her call since she landed, and he has been waiting until now.

Thinking of this possibility, Ruan Qingqing suddenly felt guilty and self-blame.

After getting off the plane, she immediately found the phone booth and gave Ruan Dahai a safe message. Thinking of saving phone bills, she didn't call Jiang Chen again, but asked Ruan Dahai to tell Jiang Chen.

If she had known it, she wouldn't have saved those ten dollars.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? I'm sorry. I originally wanted to call you after I settled down. The phone in the dormitory cannot make long distance calls. I have to go to the store to make a call, but I can't find the way..."

"elder sister."

Jiang Chen on the other end of the phone gently interrupted her, "Are you okay there? How is the accommodation? Is it safe enough?"

Ruan nodded slightly and unconsciously, and recounted everything from the moment he got off the plane to now.

Knowing that everything was going well with her, Jiang Chen leaned back on the sofa with some relaxation. A little smile appeared in his eyes as the soft voice on the other end of the phone appeared. His handsome brows were filled with an irresistible doting, and his throat rolled from time to time, overflowing with tenderness. "Hmm".

It wasn't until her throat became dry that Ruan Qingqing realized that she had been talking for a long time, and she suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Did I talk too much?"

"No, sister, I like to hear it, you continue talking."

Ruan Qingqing looked embarrassed, "I'm done."

Jiang Chen laughed, "Then listen to me?"

"Well, tell me."

"After making the phone call later, buy some snacks and daily necessities you like in the store and go back to the dormitory. Don't buy too much, otherwise you won't be able to carry it."

"Well, I see."

"When you get back to the dormitory, make the bed first. Put personal items and bedding in the blue suitcase, summer clothes in the gray suitcase, and drawing boards in the black suitcase. You sort these things out first, and put the others first, and wait. I’ll sort it out slowly when I have time later…”

Ruan Qingqing's chaotic thoughts gradually became calm and clear in Jiang Chen's deep and magnetic voice.

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After hanging up the phone reluctantly, she turned around and found that the people waiting in line to use the phone were looking at her strangely.

Ruan Qingqing thought that she talked too long and delayed other people's phone calls. She subconsciously said "I'm sorry" in Chinese. After saying that, she realized that this was not the country, so she changed it to English.

When I arrived at the checkout counter, the cashier quoted the price without waiting for Ruan to ask.

Ruan Qingqing thought she heard wrongly and subconsciously confirmed with the cashier, "30?"

"Yes, 30 pounds." The cashier answered her affirmatively, and specifically reminded her of the currency unit, with a look of gloating on her fat face.

Ruan Qingqing finally understood why everyone looked at her like that.The exchange rate between the pound and the renminbi is around 10 yuan, and 30 pounds is 300 yuan.

Although the families who can study abroad are not bad, spending so much on just one phone call is still quite a staggering amount of money.

Painfully paying the phone bill, Ruan gently followed Jiang Chen's reminder and bought some daily necessities and food in the store before returning to the dormitory.

After closing the door and facing the luggage all over the floor, I no longer feel like I have nowhere to start as before.

Make the bed first, then put the toiletries and drawing board, and stuff all other luggage under the bed, and finally do the cleaning.

The small dormitory also has small advantages. Cleaning can be done in a few minutes, unlike the house in her country where cleaning takes at least half an hour.

Looking at the brand new dormitory, Ruan Qingqing lay down on the soft single bed with relief.

Although the environment was unfamiliar, the scent of the quilt was familiar. Ruan took a deep breath and closed his eyes in contentment and comfort.

Originally I just wanted to take a break and take a shower, but ended up falling asleep as soon as I closed my eyes.

It was already one o'clock in the night when I woke up.

The dormitory has a total of 6 floors. Ruan Qingqing lives on the 5th floor. Standing in front of the window, you can see the street view.

Although it was already very late, there were still pedestrians and vehicles on the street, but it seemed much deserted compared to the daytime.

After taking a shower, Ruan gently took out cookies and milk from the shopping bag he bought at the store in the afternoon.

While sitting cross-legged on the sofa eating biscuits, she suddenly thought that it was morning in China at this time, could Jiang Chen be having breakfast too?

Being so far apart, doing the same thing at the same time, is a different kind of romance, right?
Thinking of this, Ruan Qingqing couldn't help but laugh.

I don’t know if it was because of the jet lag, but Ruan Qingqing felt very energetic after filling her stomach.

Since she couldn't sleep anyway, she simply found paints and brushes to paint.

Originally just to kill time, Ruan Qingqing did not deliberately compose the picture. He held the pen and scribbled on the drawing paper casually.

It was only after she finished the painting that she discovered that she had painted a picture of going to make a phone call in the afternoon.

In an ancient warehouse-like building, a black-haired girl wearing a purple T-shirt and jeans was walking towards the building.

Ruan Qing looked at it silently for a while, then picked up a pen and added a slender figure next to the girl.

After adding it, the scene becomes a girl and a boy walking hand in hand towards the building.

Ruan looked at the person in the painting gently, a slight dimple formed on his lips.

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