While Zhang Heng and the gold digger were discussing the shellac records, Xu Qian followed her boyfriend, Qiu Ming, to a French restaurant on the fourth floor.
This was also Xu Qian's favorite restaurant. Not only did the dishes taste excellent, but the environment was also elegant. The velvet carpet matched the gorgeous Baroque ceiling, white tablecloths, and silver cutlery. There were only twenty tables in the spacious hall, fully ensuring the privacy of the diners. In addition, there were handsome French waiters serving them throughout the entire process.
In contrast, the extremely high cost of the meal. But even so, it was still difficult to find a table here. One had to book it several days in advance.
Qiu Ming's suggestion to eat here was obviously not a spur of the moment idea. After the main course, the last dessert was served. The restaurant's violinist came to their table. After that, Xu Qian seemed to realize something. She covered her mouth and saw Qiu Ming suddenly kneeling on one knee and taking out a small red jewelry box from his pocket.
Amidst the melodious sound of the violin, Qiu Ming opened the small jewelry box, revealing the diamond ring inside. He then said softly, "Miss Xu Qian, will you marry me?"
At that moment, Xu Qian's heart felt as if it had been hit hard by something.
Almost every girl would look forward to such a moment. A man would ride a white horse and break through enemy lines. After experiencing thousands of dangers, he would finally descend in front of her and say that sweet vow to her.
Especially for Xu Qian. She was eager to marry Qiu Ming and enter the fourth level of life. And everything in front of her was exactly the same as her dream. Xu Qian had such a dream more than once. In her dream, other than the blurred appearance of the suitor, the location of the proposal, the melody of the violin, and the elegant and luxurious tableware were exactly the same as the one in front of her.
So when all of this really became a reality, Xu Qian also felt that her dream had come true. Under the impact of this great happiness, Xu Qian almost subconsciously took the ring from Qiu Ming's hand.
A happy smile appeared on the latter's face, but Qiu Ming only had time to raise the corner of his mouth when he saw Xu Qian's expression suddenly change. From the previous longing, it turned into fear.
After that, she dropped the jewelry box in her hand like a hot potato and staggered half a step back.
"What's wrong?" Qiu Ming got up and wanted to help Xu Qian, but she pushed his arm away. She then lifted the hem of her skirt and ran to the restaurant door without looking back. Because she was in such a hurry, she almost knocked down another table. The red wine on the table was knocked to the ground by her, and the wine spilled out from the bottle, staining the carpet beside her feet.
Qiu Ming wanted to chase after her immediately, but he was stopped by the French waiter in the restaurant. The latter politely said, "Sir, you haven't paid yet."
Qiu Ming hurriedly transferred the compensation and paid for the meal to the restaurant. When he went out, Qiu Ming was already lost.
…
Half an hour later, Zhang Heng found the latter in a game hall on the third floor according to the coordinates Xu Qian sent him.
When he arrived at the game hall, he saw a few young people surrounding Xu Qian, seemingly asking for her phone number.
Zhang Heng walked straight over and put his coat on Xu Qian's shoulders. "Let's go. It's time to go home."
The few young men looked at Zhang Heng and the Shrouded Scabbard on his waist before dispersing. However, Xu Qian did not get up. Instead, she grabbed Zhang Heng's hand and said in horror, "I can't go home. He's coming for me! He's coming for me! "
"Calm down first," Zhang Heng said. He was not in a hurry to pull his hand out. Instead, he asked, "Who's coming for you?"
"My boyfriend, Qiu Ming," Xu Qian said while looking around. She seemed worried that Qiu Ming would suddenly rush in front of her the next moment.
Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows. "Your boyfriend is back. Why? Did he do something to you?"
"Today, he suddenly came back from Earth. As soon as he got off the spacecraft, he came to me and gave me a watch." Xu Qian thought of something as she spoke. She quickly took off the watch on her hand and wanted to throw it at her feet. However, she hesitated, a little reluctant.
"And then?"
"Then I got in his car, and we went to a French restaurant on the fourth floor for dinner," Xu Qian continued. Xu Qian continued, "He proposed to me there. The scene at that time was exactly the same as what I had dreamed of."
"Shouldn't you be happy?" Zhang Heng asked.
"No, you don't understand what I mean. I mean, the scene at that time was like a projection of my dream into reality," Xu Qian hugged her head. "Everything was perfect, including the violinist on the side, the red wine in the glass, the color of the carpet, and the crystal lights above my head. They all corresponded to my dream. At first, I was very touched, but then I began to feel fear. I became more and more terrified. I couldn't control my body and escaped from there."
"Oh, you suspect that he knew your memory in advance and knew what your most desired proposal scene looked like. So, he deliberately arranged it so that you couldn't refuse his proposal?" Zhang Heng asked.
"I can't think of any other explanation," Xu Qian said. "And it's not just that. After we parted yesterday, I couldn't help but think about what you said. I told myself over and over again that I can't be a clone, but I just couldn't stop thinking about this possibility … Just now, I sat here and recalled all the processes of our relationship, and I realized that this wasn't the first time something like this had happened. He seemed to have some kind of magic. He always knew what I was thinking in advance, including what I liked to eat and what kind of gifts I liked. I thought it was the tacit understanding between a couple, proving that he was the one I was looking for. But now, I don't know. I'm just scared."
Xu Qian cried as she spoke.
Zhang Heng asked for a packet of tissues from the game hall staff and handed it to Xu Qian. After the latter's emotions calmed down a little, he asked, "What are you going to do now?"
"Can I hire you to help me investigate this matter? Whether I am a clone or not, I need a definite answer. Otherwise, I can't live like before." Xu Qian finally made up her mind.
"How much are you going to pay me?" Zhang Heng did not agree immediately. Instead, he asked.
"Five hundred thousand credits … I'm used to being extravagant, and I've never saved much money. This is all my savings," Xu Qian said. "Oh yes, and this watch."
Xu Qian then put the Patek Philippe she just received today in Zhang Heng's hand. "This watch is worth one million credits, but Qiu Ming gave it to me. I don't know if there will be any problems with it."
"I will find a friend to test it." Zhang Heng took the watch and put it in his pocket. He then nodded at Xu Qian. "I accept your request."
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