Stockpiling for an Exiled General Through My Store's Back Door

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Buwan, Can I Go to Your World?

Ling Qianjun’s mind was still haunted by Hua Buwan’s words, ”They aren’t from the same world.”

So, it was impossible for them? True. One was an ancestor from a thousand years ago, and the other was someone from a millennium in the future. How could there be anything between them?

But... a glint of realization flashed in Ling Qianjun’s eyes.

Hua Buwan could follow him to Dongxuan Country now. They could exist in the same world, not just confined to this small grocery store. Perhaps there was another possibility. Could he also go to Hua Buwan’s world?!

Realizing this might be possible, Ling Qianjun couldn’t stand still for another second. He quickly walked over to Hua Buwan.

”Buwan, can I go to your world?” Ling Qianjun asked nervously, his hands gripping his sleeves, palms sweating profusely.

Hua Buwan knew Ling Qianjun must have overheard her conversation, and she had been dreading the inevitable awkwardness of facing him. Yet, to her surprise, this was the first thing out of his mouth?

Go to her world? Hua Buwan fell into an internal struggle. She wondered whether she should accept a man from a thousand years ago and whether it would all amount to nothing in the end. Her heart was a mess. Torn between anticipation and fear, she didn’t dare give him an answer. She questioned if they were just friends, and if he genuinely wanted to step into her life and enter her heart.

Seeing that Hua Buwan hadn’t responded for a long time, Ling Qianjun anxiously added, ”Didn’t you go to Dongxuan Country yesterday? So, I was thinking, could you bring me out of this supermarket to Huaxia Country? Is that possible?”

Hearing this, Hua Buwan instantly turned to stone.

She had completely misunderstood! When Ling Qianjun said he wanted to go to her world, he didn’t mean entering her life romantically—he literally meant the world outside the supermarket! She wanted to weep. She had just imagined a whole romantic drama in her head, and it was all just her own wishful thinking. Thank goodness she hadn’t asked him out loud. Thank goodness she hadn’t said anything, or she would have been utterly mortified.

”COUGH, COUGH! COUGH, COUGH!” Overwhelmed by excitement and sheer embarrassment, Hua Buwan choked on her own saliva and started coughing uncontrollably.

Ling Qianjun wanted to reach out and pat her back, but mindful of the boundaries between men and women, he pulled his hand back.

”Are you alright? Do you need some water?” he asked worriedly. He grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the side, twisted the cap off, and handed it to her.

Hua Buwan quickly took it and took several large gulps—GLUG, GLUG, GLUG—only stopping when her breathing finally smoothed out. Ling Qianjun waited quietly by her side.

When she finished drinking, he handed the cap over.

”I think you’re right. Yesterday, I was able to go to Dongxuan Country by being brought along by you. That means you can probably be brought to Huaxia Country by me. It makes perfect sense.

”There is no time like the present. Since I’m free right now, let’s just do it. But how much time do you have left for your lunch break? Will we have enough time?” Hua Buwan said, checking the time as she screwed the cap back onto the bottle.

Ling Qianjun quickly nodded. ”There’s time, more than enough time. Let’s try walking through the supermarket door right now. How about it?”

Previously, Ling Qianjun had never been able to cross the threshold of this door. He always felt as though an invisible barrier was blocking him; even when the door was wide open, he couldn’t pass through. Now, he couldn’t wait any longer.

”If we’re going out, we should probably freshen up a bit first.

”Come with me,” Hua Buwan suggested after taking a look at Ling Qianjun’s outfit and glancing at her own.