Lu Zhi was downstairs and could smell the food coming from her family's window. Cooking was the only specialty of Lu Zhi's father, Mr. Lu Yang. She held the delivery boxes that were piled up to her chin with both hands. She stepped into the elevator at the last moment before it was about to close.
She let out a sigh of relief. She tried to free up one hand to press the floor button, but saw that the fifth floor had already been pressed and put her hand back.
Then she heard the man beside her ask, "What floor?"
She smiled and replied, "I'm on the fifth floor, too."
After she spoke, the man turned his head to look at her and she could see the man's face.
Almost instantly, she began to regret not wearing makeup when she went out to get the boxes.
After graduation, Lu Zhi worked hard in a big city for many years. Although she saved some money, she still couldn't overcome the pressure of wanting to live a better life and chose to return to a small city: her hometown.
After she came back, she lived with her parents and they provided her with everything. When she was planning to buy a home, she saw that the prices in her hometown were surprisingly affordable compared to the big city, so she lived comfortably.
However, the only bad thing was that handsome men were rare in this part of the world, since she went from a big city to a small city. Her mother, Mrs. Mo Zhu, was also worried about her marriage. She wanted to introduce Lu Zhi to a few guys. Lu Zhi would just look at the photos and give a pass. She didn't want to see them.
At this moment, the looks of the person next to her was the best out of all the ones she had ever been interested in.
She looked at him silently from her peripherals and said softly, "Oh, so we are neighbors. I have never seen you before."
The man looked at her for a few seconds and said, "I don't live here, my parents do."
"Ooooh," Lu Zhi drew out a syllabe. She quietly made the boxes that were almost going to fall more unsteady. The top box fell to the ground as she had expected. "Ummmm."
The man bent down and picked it up. She saw his fair, slender, well-defined fingers.
After he picked it up, he reached over and took a delivery box from her. "Let me help you."
There were only two small boxes left in Lu Zhi's hand. It was a lot lighter. She smiled and said, "Thank you."
Soon, the elevator reached the fifth floor. They walked out of the elevator. She turned around and said, "Give it to me."
The man gently put the boxes on top, and Lu Zhi thanked him again. He politely replied that you're welcome, and then they went in different directions.
Lu Zhi didn't close the door when she went out. She pushed open the open door with her feet and put the box on the ground. She could finally relax. When she turned to close the door, she just saw that the door from across had just closed.
"What are you buying all day long? Every day the deliveries don't stop." Mrs. Mo Zhu, Lu Zhi's mother, had seen her come back and scolded her as usual. She was sitting on the sofa and watching a drama on the TV.
Lu Zhi: "It's required for work, mom."
As a slightly famous beauty blogger, Lu Zhi needed to constantly try out new products and she would receive gifts from a lot of brands. Since she came home, her family had to clean up the delivery boxes at least once a day.
Lu Yang and Mo Zhu didn't understand, but they also signed up for an account to watch her videos every day. At first, they thought that Lu Zhi was not doing an actual job. Later, they learned that Lu Zhi could make a lot of money through advertisements, so they stopped talking about it. Instead, they begun to urge her to get married.
At the dinner table, Lu Zhi bit her chopsticks and looked around. "Mom, does the auntie across from us have a son?"
Mo Zhu suddenly thought of something and slapped her head. "I almost forgot if you didn't just mention it. A few days ago, she said that she would introduce you to him. Her son is the same age as you and used to go to the same high school as you. I don't know if you two still know each other."
Lu Zhi: "What's his name?"
Mo Zhu: "It's might be... Ling He."
Ling He?
Lu Zhi searched for this person in her memories and confirmed that she did not know this person when she was still in school.
No, it's more reasonable to say that she couldn't miss out on such a good-looking guy in high school.
But it's not important. What's important was that she had an opportunity to meet him.
She smiled and asked, "Did that auntie say when she would introduce us to each other?"
Mo Zhu glanced at her and remarked, "Oh? Why are you so excited this time? Don't you hate people who are ugly like deformed melons?"
Lu Zhi thought to herself, I already know that he does not look like a deformed melon, and he looks amazing like a god.
She smiled with persuasion, "But aren't you worried about me everyday? I also want to settle down quickly."
Mrs. Mo Zhu's was definitely very efficient to get it done.
In the evening, Lu Zhi took a bath and came out. Mo Zhu was sitting on the sofa and eating the fruit Lu Yang cut. She said, "I asked the Aunt Meng next door to forward your Wechat to her son. Remember to agree when it happens."
Lu Zhi beamed and said, "Okies."
Mo Zhu then instructed, "You must get to know him. I have a good relationship with Aunt Meng. Even if you two don't work out, don't talk about it and let it affect my relationship with Aunt Meng. Do you understand?"
Lu Zhi: "Moooom, I know."
Lu Zhi returned to her room. She sat cross legged on the bed and stared at her Wechat.
She didn't have to wait long before she actually got the friend request.
This man's profile picture was a milu in the forest. His nickname was ELK, the english term for milu.
Does he like elk a lot?
Lu Zhi didn't think too much about it, and saw his verification message: Hello, I'm Ling He.
So it's that character for He. It matched him, but it looked like he was out of touch with reality.
The verification message was way too serious, which made Lu Zhi laugh.
She clicked to approve, and then sent a cute kitten emoji.
He replied quickly. It was still one word: Hello.
Lu Zhi sighed. Why is this man so boring?
She replied with a straight face: Oh, hello. My name is Lu Zhi.
Ling He: I know.
Lu Zhi thought for a while and continued: Thank you for what you did in the elevator today.
Ling He: It wasn't much.
It was a little tiring to chat with someone who couldn't continue the conversation. In the past, Lu Zhi's boyfriends and pursuers would talk endlessly after she said one word.
Lu Zhi laid down on the bed holding her cell phone. She used all her brain power to think of a way to talk to him a bit more. She thought, does this person want the girl to ask him out on a date first? He can't really have no game, right?
Fortunately, it didn't take long before Ling He asked: When are you free? We can meet for coffee and get to know each other formally.
He always texted as if he were holding a crucial meeting. Every punctuation mark was carefully typed out, and Lu Zhi let out a laugh again.
She actually didn't come into contact with these types of boys that often. Growing up, she liked bad boys. In terms of boyfriends, each one was more and more roguish. In short, none of them had the image of a good student.
However, Lu Zhi was 25 years old this year. She was the kind of person who had a clear distinciton between dream and reality. She knew exactly what kind of person was suitable for dating versus to marry. She had always felt like she had an ego to some extent.
According to her life plans, 25 was the age she intended to get married at. She felt like she needed to settle down. Men like Ling He were included in her preferences.
They agreed on the time and place, and then said good night to each other.
After putting down the cell phone, Lu Zhi was a little excited. Perhaps it was because of Ling He's looks, or perhaps it was because she thought his serious personality was actually extremely amusing.
But no matter what the reason was, she was sure that she was interested in him right now.