Xie Qing got up, wearing slippers, swaying as she walked out, just in time to hear Qi Shejiang calling for her to wash her face with hot water. She walked over and saw Zhang Yue was also washing his face, while Qi Shejiang was beside him, scooping hot water with a ladle, asking, “Is it ready?” After a moment, Zhang Yue responded with an “Mm,” saying, “All set.” Qi Shejiang poured the remaining water into another basin and handed it to Xie Qing. Xie Qing held the basin, a bit dazed; why did it seem to her that these two had become much more harmonious? Shaking her head, Xie Qing thought it must be her illusion since Zhang Yue had been a bit awkward just yesterday. When it was time to eat, not just Xie Qing, but Xiao Xiaowei and Zhou Dong also sensed something was off.
They knew Zhang Yue well enough to see that while he and Qi Shejiang didn’t talk much, Zhang Yue had lost that prickly edge. “Hey, what’s going on between you two? You’ve acknowledged him as your big brother?” Zhou Dong asked Zhang Yue in a low voice. “Get lost,” Zhang Yue said, stuffing a bun into Zhou Dong’s mouth and walking away. Zhou Dong took the bun out, having chewed a bit, “Ha, I get it now. They must’ve shared a room last night; Jesse must’ve charmed him.” Xiao Xiaowei and Xie Qing chuckled, “Hahaha, isn’t that right? Online, they’re now calling him Zhang Fei.” Zhang Yue: “……” Did these guys know he could hear them??
In the evening, they went to eat open-air barbecue at one of the guest’s homes, making it quite lively on site. After they had eaten enough, some people began to stir up performances—singing, dancing, playing guitar. “Jesse, you should join in!” a guest who knew Xia Yiwei shouted, “Sing one of Yiwei’s songs!” Qi Shejiang didn’t have much of his own work, so he thought it of course had to be his mom’s song.
