The Beautiful Time With You

However, in order to ensure the authenticity of the news, Lin Jiage feigned ignorance and nosily asked: [Your real grandfather is in the hospital?]

<Yao Loves Ice Cream>: [That’s not exactly it. He isn’t my real grandfather, but he’s as good as one to me.]

She was really going to find his grandfather! As expected, concealing the true identity of <111111> and using it as a spy was extremely beneficial to him…

Not only was he able to fawn on her through the two identities and increase the chances of changing her perception of him by twofold, he would be able to play as his own spy as well. For one, the news that he had just received would allow him to create a ‘coincidental encounter’ between the twp of them at the hospital tomorrow.

With such a thought in mind, Lin Jiage began typing: [I see. This means that you will be waking up early tomorrow morning?]

<Yao Loves Ice Cream>: [Yeah. I’m preparing to head out at seven tomorrow.]

Seven… If she were to take the train to the hospital, she should be arriving at around eight-thirty or so…

After gathering everything that he needed to know, Lin Jiage didn’t linger on the topic: [You should be getting to sleep then. Goodnight.]

Not too long later, Lin Jiage received Shi Yao’s reply. It was a ‘goodnight’ emoji.

He didn’t respond to Shi Yao’s message. Instead, he put down his phone and turned to his window to gaze at the night sky. Breathing in the fragrance of the flowers from the garden below, he began to imagine the scene of his meeting with Shi Yao tomorrow.

The scenes that surfaced in his mind brought a very slight smile onto his lips.

However, his smile didn’t last for too long before it turned into a light, frustrated sigh.

What should I do? I barely ended my conversation with Soft Bun half an hour ago, but I’m already missing her once more…

…

Lin Jiage woke up early in the morning of the following day.

He rarely woke up this early, so the gazes that the maids and servants shot him when he walked down the stairs were filled with amazement and bewilderment.

Lin Jiage calmly walked into the kitchen, and right before the shocked—or perhaps horrified might be a better adjective—widened eyes of the maid, he spoke composedly, “Breakfast. I want glutinous rice balls, mango pudding, steamed eggs with milk, tofu crackers, cream puffs…”

“… laba congee, meat bun, and dumplings.”

Lin Jiage listed everything that he remembered Shi Yao ordering back at his home, and after some thought, he added two more things to the list, “And yogurt and cherry apples too.

“Help me pack them in containers to take away. I’m bringing them to the hospital.

“Around four persons’ worth should be enough.”

Lin Jiage contemplated for a while longer, and after checking that there was nothing more for him to add on, he turned around to leave the kitchen. But just as he was about to step out, he couldn’t stop himself from turning around and confirming once more, “Have you memorized everything that I have just said?”

The maid nodded.

However, Lin Jiage didn’t seem to trust those words, “Forget it, I think it might be too much for you to remember. Take out your phone and start a phone recording, I’ll repeat my instructions once more.”

The maid was intending to say that she had really jotted everything down in her mind, but when she caught sight of the slightly knitted brows sitting on Lin Jiage’s forehead, she decided that it would be better to play along. So, she took out her phone and recorded down Lin Jiage’s repetition of his instruction.

The maid thought that it would be over with that, but the skeptical Lin Jiage actually made her play the recording after that! It was only after hearing the full recording did she finally manage to escort that living treasure out of the kitchen.

After which, Lin Jiage returned to his room and bathed and made his hairdo. He even took out the facial products that he had never used to date and applied them to his face.

After ensuring that his face and hair were in impeccable condition, he began picking out his clothes in the changing room.

He spent a whole thirty minutes in his changing room before he grabbed his phone and wallet and headed downstairs.