Chapter 1487: 1487: Really Miss You

Chapter 1487: Chapter 1487: Really Miss You

Luo Ziling carried Yang Qingyin on his back and didn’t set her down until they had reached the hotel entrance.

When they reached the entrance, Luo Yuqing looked at them with envy written all over her face. “Qingyin, a man who can carry you for kilometers without stopping might be one for a lifetime. A man with such strength and heart may only exist once in a lifetime.”

Yang Qingyin glanced sideways at Luo Ziling, her expression a mixture of oddities.

Luo Ziling wore a proud look and said to Yang Qingyin, “Don’t look at me with that starry-eyed admiration. Let me tell you—my stamina is excellent. When summer vacation comes, and we head to the Northwest, I’ll carry you up Tianshan.”

“You’re planning to climb Tianshan?” Luo Yuqing immediately perked up. “I want to go too! I really want to see what the small mountain village in the Northwest where you grew up looks like.”

“Uh, we’ll see when the time comes. Not sure yet,” Luo Ziling responded, surprised to see Luo Yuqing so interested.

“I’m going to climb Tianshan. I’ve never been to the Northwest for fun,” Luo Yuqing said stubbornly, then looped her arm around Yang Qingyin’s. “I’ll stick with Qingyin, keep her company, so a certain big bad wolf can stop glaring at this innocent little lamb.”

Luo Ziling was caught between laughing and crying but relented in the end. “Alright, fine. We’ll go, all together. Happy now? But I hope you both don’t back out when we’re standing at the foot of Tianshan.”

Finally satisfied, Luo Yuqing declared, “I won’t back out!”

Yang Qingyin, holding Luo Yuqing by the hand, walked towards the lobby and said as they entered, “Let’s head back and rest. Today was exhausting.”

Luo Ziling followed Yang Qingyin and Luo Yuqing into the elevator and subsequently to their hotel room.

“I’m dead tired,” Luo Yuqing proclaimed as soon as they entered, flopping onto the bed unceremoniously, arms and legs sprawled out in an unladylike manner. “It’s been ages since I walked this much. Good thing I took a nap on the flight today. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have made it back. And someone here wouldn’t even carry me! Really putting ‘romance before sisterhood,’ huh?”

“Lie down properly. I’ll massage you so your legs won’t hurt tomorrow,” Luo Ziling said, patting Luo Yuqing’s arm. “Face down.”

“Uh, well, this is a first,” Luo Yuqing obediently shifted to lie face down but couldn’t resist a sarcastic jab. “Guess that’s my reward for doting on you.”

Luo Ziling couldn’t be bothered to retort, focusing on massaging her instead.

Yang Qingyin didn’t disturb them either, opting to head into the bathroom to freshen up.

By the time she emerged from the shower, Luo Ziling had finished massaging Luo Yuqing.

“I’m gonna go take a shower. You two have fun doing whatever; I’ll act like I didn’t hear a thing,” Luo Yuqing said as she rolled out of bed, grabbed her pajamas, and made a dash to the bathroom.

“Lie down. I’ll give you a massage too,” Luo Ziling said, putting an arm around Yang Qingyin’s shoulder with a smile. “You must be tired too.”

Without struggling, Yang Qingyin turned her head to look at Luo Ziling. “You’ve been by my side this whole time. Aren’t you afraid someone’s going to feel hurt?”

“As long as a certain senior stops being mad, I’m fine with that,” Luo Ziling replied, giving Yang Qingyin’s nose a playful poke.

Just then, Luo Yuqing stormed out from the bathroom, exclaiming, “I forgot my skincare products! I’ll only be a moment—I didn’t see anything, promise! Eyes shut!”

Yang Qingyin’s face flushed bright red in an instant. She pushed Luo Ziling away and dove straight under the covers.

Luo Ziling chuckled, still sitting beside her, ready to continue massaging her.

Yang Qingyin’s legs were sore and tired, so she didn’t reject the idea.

As Luo Ziling massaged her, Yang Qingyin pinched him a few times when she felt he was trying to take advantage, but Luo Ziling was quick to retaliate.

“Here I am helping you out, and you’re still being so cheeky!”

“You made me mad, so you deserve it!” Yang Qingyin countered, giving Luo Ziling a kick. “Let me tell you—I’m still mad. You brought Ouyang Feifei over here, after all.”

“I didn’t bring her; she came on her own to Chang’an for business negotiations. It’s purely coincidental. Besides, I told Yuqing beforehand, as well as my mom.”

“Then why did she bump into you at Giant Wild Goose Pagoda Square?” Yang Qingyin suddenly sat up, her face full of grievances.

“There’s a mole among us. Betraying me to serve their own cause!” Luo Ziling replied, sounding equally aggrieved.

Yang Qingyin responded with another kick.

With her energy drained and her mood easing up, Yang Qingyin fell asleep before Luo Ziling had finished the massage.

Seeing that Yang Qingyin had dozed off and Luo Yuqing was still occupied in the bathroom, Luo Ziling decided not to linger and went back to his own room.

On his way back, he pulled out his phone to check it and was surprised to find several messages from Chen Xiaoyi sent about half an hour ago.

“Finally remembered to greet me?” She had added several playful smiling emojis.

“Is this the first time you’ve seen me on a screen since I got to Europe? Those snippets I sent you are entirely my own creations—how are they? Pretty talented, right?”

“Will you come to Europe to visit me? I miss you!” She rounded off with several pitiful emoticons.

Looking at the messages and the final string of forlorn faces, Luo Ziling felt a weight on his chest.

He wasn’t sure how to reply.

After carefully considering for a while, he finally sent back a response. “How are you adjusting over there? You know, I’m practically illiterate and wouldn’t dare step foot abroad lightly. After all, I’ve only just learned the twenty-six letters of the English alphabet. If some exotic beauty kidnaps me to be her husband, that’d be a real disaster.”

Chen Xiaoyi’s reply came back almost instantly: “Don’t worry. With me—your multi-lingual expert—I can guarantee you smooth sailing anywhere. Come visit whenever you can, and while you’re at it, feel the charm of Parisian beauties. They might leave you with unforgettable memories for a lifetime.”

Luo Ziling knew Chen Xiaoyi had been waiting for his response—otherwise, she wouldn’t have replied so quickly.

Again, he was stuck, unsure of what to say next.