Love Affairs in Melbourne-Chapter 25 - 24 How Hard Can It Be to Find Someone? (Extra for Cheng Lie and Xiao Mo’s Birthdays)

Chapter 25: Chapter 24 How Hard Can It Be to Find Someone? (Extra for Cheng Lie and Xiao Mo’s Birthdays)

Yan Yan naturally wanted to refuse the front desk’s kind offer.

Yan Yan said she was just a tourist, and if Mr. Qi wasn’t in his room, it was very likely he was already on his way back looking for his passport, so she would hand over the wallet to the staff of Eureka-88-Skydeck.

Yan Yan asked for the front desk’s name, saying if Mr. Qi had already realized his passport was missing and was on his way back to get it, then nothing could be better, and no one would need to do anything.

If Mr. Qi hadn’t come to retrieve his passport by the time the Skydeck staff finished work, she would ask the observatory’s staff to call the front desk.

If the Skydeck staff didn’t call her, it meant the passport had already been returned to its owner.

The two parties agreed.

Just as Yan Yan was about to hang up the phone, it seemed like she suddenly remembered something and asked the front desk for Qi Yi’s room number.

She said it was to avoid having the staff go through the same lengthy explanation when they called her later.

The enthusiastic hotel front desk didn’t even think twice before giving Yan Yan Qi Yi’s room number.

Since Qi Yi hadn’t actually lost his passport, if he received a call or message from the front desk, Yan Yan’s method of finding people would be directly exposed.

If she let Qi Yi know about this underhanded tactic now, it wouldn’t be any fun at all.

This was also why Yan Yan made the call before Qi Yi returned to the hotel.

How hard could it be to find someone?

Isn’t it just a matter of two or three minutes?

After obtaining all the information she needed, Yan Yan was in a great mood.

But Yan Yan’s good mood didn’t last long; the drawback of finishing the "serious business" too quickly was that Yan Yan suddenly had a lot of time on her hands.

Yan Yan was a little reluctant to face the turmoil within her at the moment.

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The long night dragged on, and she was restless, unable to sleep.

The next morning, Yan Yan arrived at the lobby of Crown Metropol early.

After arriving, she deliberately chose eight o’clock sharp to call the hotel and asked the operator to transfer her to Mr. Qi in room 1503.

"Mr. Qi, this is your Morning Call, it is now eight o’clock sharp, you may get up for breakfast," Yan Yan said in a clear and formal tone as soon as the call connected.

Yan Yan hadn’t slept well last night, and Qi Yi had only gone to bed close to morning, so he was still asleep.

After receiving the "wake-up call," Qi Yi politely responded, "Okay, thank you," and then hung up to go back to sleep.

Just as he was about to drift off again, Qi Yi suddenly sat up in bed.

He was in Australia, where did this Chinese wake-up service come from? Even if there were such a service, it would usually be automated. What kind of personal wake-up service would tell him he could get up for breakfast?

Qi Yi instantly became alert, the voice he had just heard was that deeply memorable, it touched his heart, and he had actually just responded, "Okay, thank you," before hanging up.

Had Yan Yan found him so quickly? And how did she manage to call his room directly?

After happily leaving yesterday without leaving any information, Qi Yi was beginning to regret it a bit.

The chance encounter with Yan Yan at the Eureka building might have used up all his luck.

Yan Yan said she would come to find him this morning, but what if she couldn’t? What was he supposed to do?

Calculating the odds, if Yan Yan knew his room number, there would only be three hotels, three possibilities.

But he didn’t even tell Yan Yan his room number, so now the probability of such combinations is quite troublesome for Yan Yan to search for.

Moreover, the hotel’s elevators have access control and do not allow just anyone to come up.

Qi Yi went to Melbourne to find Yan Yan using a proper mathematical method, believing that based on Yan Yan’s previous personality, she would likely use a similar method.

Regretting his decision, Qi Yi thought that Yan Yan would probably visit the lobbies of all three hotels.

So, before going to sleep, Qi Yi had planned to get up at nine o’clock and wait in the hotel lobby for an "accidental" encounter with Yan Yan.

If his luck had truly run out and he hadn’t waited for her, he would have to go to the Eureka Tower to look for her himself.

Since he had come all this way, Qi Yi wouldn’t let the two of them miss each other once again.

If Qi Yi knew how effortlessly Yan Yan had found out his hotel and room number, he would have gritted his teeth over his unnecessary worries.

Yan Yan didn’t study mathematics; she wouldn’t want to use any mathematical methods to find someone.

Besides, when Qi Yi was looking for Yan Yan, he only had a photo for reference. Looking for someone in a residential building and looking for someone in a hotel were not the same thing.

If Qi Yi knew the truth one day, he would find it hard to accept the fact that his intelligence dropped to zero whenever he faced Yan Yan.

Shouldn’t zero IQ be the exclusive right of women in love?

Yan Yan said she would come to look for him this morning, and indeed she did come, but he hung up on her call.

The phone in the room didn’t have caller ID.

Qi Yi didn’t know that Yan Yan was already in the hotel lobby. Now, his regret for not leaving his mobile number with Yan Yan grew even stronger.

Qi Yi thought of a popular Chinglish phrase recently: No zuo No die Why you Try! (If you don’t seek trouble, you won’t die; why did you even try!)

While Qi Yi was feeling depressed in his room, Yan Yan in the lobby was in a great mood because of Qi Yi’s "Okay, thank you."

So it turned out that Qi Yi could be so silly, so cute too.

"Okay, thank you... Okay, thank you..." Yan Yan mimicked Qi Yi’s tone from before, repeating it to herself several times, the more she said it, the more joy she felt.

If it weren’t for being in a public place, Yan Yan would have laughed out loud.

Yan Yan couldn’t help but think about how the high school version of Qi Yi would react upon discovering his earlier subpar performance.

Qi Yi would have pretended nothing had happened on the surface, vehemently denying he had ever done something so embarrassing or spoken such "adorable" words.

Then, in a turmoil, he would think about how to subtly incorporate an explanation into the letter he was planning to write to Yan Yan that night.

In their high school days, Qi Yi was gentle, well-liked, but in reality, his heart was always guarded.

Even during high school, the real Qi Yi, the one Yan Yan seldom "saw with her own eyes," would only appear in the letters Qi Yi wrote to her.

So, what about the Qi Yi now?

Yan Yan felt that Qi Yi should have realized by now that it was she who had called him.

What would Qi Yi be thinking and doing now?

Would he still act as if nothing had happened and wait for Yan Yan to call him again?

While Yan Yan was thinking about whether Qi Yi was in a state of frenzy, she saw someone wearing pajamas come to the hotel front desk.

The person was slightly panting and anxiously speaking in English with the front desk. They complained about the lack of caller ID on the room’s phone and inquired about the number that had just been transferred to room 1503.