Chapter 134 (2/2)

The bleak, late autumn wind seemingly having a mind of its own, darted into the lapel of the youth’s coat. He felt as if he was drenched with a basin of cold water. Tightening the scarf around his neck, Qi Mu heard his mobile phone ring. Looking at the name flashing on the screen, he pressed the answer button.

“The show’s over?”

Qi Mu was tired after the performance, so he hired a cab home. After getting in, he smiled as he talked to the man on the other end of the line, “Yes, just now. You have quite the timing.” After a pause, he asked, “It’s noon in America now, right? Is it cold there lately?”

“New York’s weather is fine. The sun is bright so it’s only a bit cold.” The man’s deep and magnetic voice came into Qi Mu’s ear from across the Atlantic Ocean. “You should keep yourself warm and take a good rest after this opera season.”

The temperature in the taxi was several degrees warmer than it was outside. Qi Mu was taking off the scarf on his neck when he heard Min Chen saying that. Pausing to smile, he said, “Keep warm… You know, I’m wearing the scarf you sent from Stockholm. It’s really warm.”

The man apparently didn’t expect to get such a reply. After a pause, he said, “Do you… Want me to send another pair of gloves?”

Qi Mu: “…”

After a moment, he chuckled and said, “It doesn’t feel quite as moving if you buy it. If you hand-make it, I might consider it.” Then, Qi Mu waved his hand and said, “Well, I’m just joking. If you knit a pair of gloves for me, then you really will be my “little girlfriend’, as Mr. Lance said.”

“Little Girlfriend” Min Chen: “…”

They kept the conversation in whispers. When the taxi arrived at Qi Mu’s apartment, the “little girlfriend” reluctantly said “Good Night”, and the busy youth hung up the phone.

Key in hand, Qi Mu was about to open the door when his phone buzzed again.

Clicking the text open, it said: 【Luo Yu Sen went to Zayev.]

Shocked, Qi Mu replied: 【Keep waiting.]

The other side replied with a “Yes, sir” and fell silent. Qi Mu calmly opened the door and began to prepare the night’s midnight snack.

Things were developing just as he planned…

This was for the best.

The air outside the window grew colder in New York. Inside the room, the air was still as warm as spring.

Bai Ai would start their show in New York the next day.

Taking out a sheet of information, Daniel went to find a certain man during the rare lunch break of their last rehearsal, only to find the man looking out the window in a silly manner (Daniel’s perspective).

“Min, here’s some information for you to check. Do this first so that things won’t pile up tomorrow.”

Min Chen casually glanced over the document, then threw it back to Daniel. “The third paragraph of the second section needs to be revised. We can’t stay in Japan for that long.”

Daniel nodded, but before he could see the part that needed mending, he heard someone hesitantly say, “Daniel, help me… Buy some wool.”

Daniel: “…Huh?!”

Concealing his emotions, Min Chen solemnly said, “Buy me some wool yarn.”

Daniel: “…”

After a moment, he smiled and waved his hand. “What wool yarn? Don’t tell me you want to knit, yeah.”

Daniel’s tone was full of jest but Min Chen nodded and said, “Yes, I want to knit gloves for Qi Mu.”

Daniel: “……………………”

How should I say——

You want to knit him a scarf!!!

That wasn’t right, it’s…

“You want to knit him a pair of gloves!!!!”

Min Chen smiled and mused, “Can’t I?”

“…Can.”

“Well, then go find me some.” After thinking, Min Chen added, “I can do it on the flight.”

Daniel, who found it impossible to imagine the image of the man, knitting in the first-class cabin: “…”