Love Affairs in Melbourne-Chapter 182 - 179 The Place to Eat

Compared to the entertainment industry, the fashion industry is more exclusive.

Entertainment stars mainly have fan clubs and fans, and the stars always feel an "obligation" to interact with their fans.

However, designers do not have such an "obligation", and people working in design tend to be more independent.

In such an exclusive circle, how can you feel a sense of belonging if you can’t fit in?

Tonight’s dinner was an opportunity not to be missed for Yan Yan, who wanted to establish a "Made in China" luxury brand in the fashion capital.

"My girlfriend is into fashion, how could I not take the effort to understand the industry she is about to delve deeply into?" Qi Yi asked Yan Yan with a smile.

"Wow, you’re still trying to understand? But my math skills have regressed even more. It’s like retreating from advance. Talking about biology, it hasn’t even been applied directly to math," Yan Yan did not further explore the industry her boyfriend was "delving" into.

Over the past year, Yan Yan had worked hardest on improving her skills in cutting and pattern making.

It was all about design drawings and hands-on work; she often neglected sleep and meals and really didn’t have the time to revisit the math she had long abandoned.

"Understanding math takes a lifetime, but understanding fashion only takes a day or two, so I won’t blame you," Qi Yi generously expressed.

"A day or two? Really? Come on, tell me, what has the genius figured out in just a day or two?" Yan Yan was curious as to how an alien’s brain could comprehend an industry in just a couple of days.

"When you have time, we’ll discuss this topic. Otherwise, when you forget about me the next time you sacrifice sleep for work, writing me a letter will also do. Your biological clock must be really off now, right? Do you need to sleep first and adjust your jet lag?" Qi Yi asked Yan Yan.

"You just made a serious linguistic error in your statement. What do you mean by ’the time you forget about me’?

How can anyone forget their roots? Even if you forget everything, you can’t forget your own grandfather～

I don’t need to adjust the jet lag now; a normal life will do.

When have our designers ever had a normal biological clock?

Previously in Melbourne, I lived more on Italian time.

I’m just afraid that living on, I might deviate from the local Italian time.

I’ll try to sync my clock with yours.～" Yan Yan thought her suggestion regarding the biological clock was exceptionally reliable.

"You should try to have a normal biological clock.

You’re on vacation now, but later you have to go back to school, and have internships.

If you keep up with these reversed nights and days, you won’t need to sleep at all.

Anyway, when you’re in Italy, we’ll have much more time in common than when you were in Melbourne," Qi Yi had expressed his concern about Yan Yan’s biological clock for more than just a day or two.

But his advice was always gentle, talking about it more was no help, especially when he was not physically present.

"Haha, I’ll try my best, my best, haha～" Yan Yan answered without much confidence.

"From your tone, I know the extent of your ’trying’ is tending towards an infinitesimal value," Qi Yi directly pointed out Yan Yan’s claim.

"Infinitesimal may still exist, huh? Approaching zero doesn’t mean equal to zero, it’s better than nothing, right?" Yan Yan was feeling guilty; she became particularly playful and cute when she spoke.

"If you’re not sleeping, are you going to start getting ready for the dinner now?" Qi Yi asked Yan Yan.

"How could the dinner start this early? I’ll first see what’s in the fridge, fix myself something to eat, then check the map to find where my favorite museum is located." Yan Yan never planned on arriving in Italy and getting things into utter chaos.

"Didn’t you say you turned the dining table into a worktable? Without a dining table, where are you going to eat?" Qi Yi, being a science student, could never accept logical inconsistencies.

"Haha, that’s a good question〜.

It looks like I’ll have nowhere to eat soon〜.

In that case, I can sit on the roadside.

And add bricks to the historic cityscape of Florence while showcasing its epoch-making fashion flair," Yan Yan’s conversations with Qi Yi always ended up being nonsensical at some point.

"Being so outstanding, sitting on the roadside eating, available for everyone to watch, have you considered my feelings?

In Italy, there’s a senior who’s eyeing you ferociously, isn’t that enough?" Qi Yi asked Yan Yan.

"How can you be so imprecise in listening to people?

I said sitting by the roadside, how did it turn into squatting in your mouth?

Haha, let me tell you, where I live now, there’s a small long table on the second floor balcony.

It’s especially suitable for candlelit dinners, utterly romantic.

I just sit there, and I have the entire beautiful view ofAppenings unfolded since Yan Yan was in Melbourne, from being in a homestay to eventually moving in with Baobao, and then back to her own home.

Except for the time before she moved from the homestay to Baobao’s family, there was rarely a time when she truly lived independently.

Qi Yi’s concern over whether Yan Yan could take care of herself wasn’t unfounded.

"Oh my, my grandfather, do you believe everything I say?

Do you think your granddaughter looks that foolish?

You can absolutely rest easy.

I’m fully sane and have no masochistic tendencies.

The second-floor balcony has a heating system.

Plus, there is a round table in the living room designed for having afternoon tea.

Would I really be stuck without a place to eat in my own home?" Yan Yan clearly sensed that Qi Yi’s current attitude was entirely due to his concern.

"If I don’t believe what you say, then whose words should I trust?" Qi Yi asked with full conviction.

"Ah～ so it’s like that, thank you, Grandpa, for your trust.

It’s getting late, you should quickly have breakfast and go to work," Yan Yan decided to no longer take up Qi Yi’s breakfast time with their phone call.