The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish

"Mr. Fang, do you have any free time these days?"

"Mr. Fang, would you like to go for a run in the park this evening?"

"Mr. Fang, are you busy…"

Seeing that she had not received a reply, Qiao Mei's face showed some astonishment.

Cradling her phone, she couldn't believe the account showed no activity.

This was the first time she had encountered a man who did not reply to her messages, no, even someone who did not reply to her immediately.

Based on her past experience, the people she chatted with were all eager to respond in a flash, the longest waits being no more than five seconds.

Yet, Fang Hao had not replied to any messages.

She had sent several messages over the past couple of days, but none had been answered.

If it weren't for the fact that chat messages could be sent at any time, and there were no notifications of being blocked or friends deleted,

she would even suspect that she had been blacklisted by the other person.

Could it be that the other person was not looking at their phone at all, or did not receive the messages?

But he wasn't livestreaming either, so he shouldn't be fishing.

Qiao Mei was puzzled.

She had intended to strike while the iron was hot and continue to develop her relationship with Fang Hao, with the aim of eventually winning him over.

She believed in her own charm; there were few men who could resist it.

A young man like Fang Hao wasn't some seasoned veteran of love.

Then what was it?

Playing hard to get? Trying to attract her attention deliberately by using this method?

Qiao Mei shook her head again. Although she had only met Fang Hao twice, she felt during their brief encounters that he wasn't that kind of person.

The guy seemed relatively genuine, without those flowery intestines.

She trusted her judgment of men.

She felt he wasn't that kind of person; something must have held him up.

She was indeed right.

In fact, during the time she tried to contact Fang Hao, he and his team had indeed been busy. Because they had caught a corpse, which had triggered a series of events, they had no time to look at their phones or notice if anyone had sent them messages.

So, Qiao Mei's messages over the past few days had all gone unseen by him.

It wasn't until after the case was cracked and they had finished their business, preparing to set sail again, that he finally saw the messages from Qiao Mei.

Er… Seeing this bunch of messages, he was also taken aback.

This…

"Sorry, I've been busy recently and only just saw your messages."

After some thought, Fang Hao still sent a message back, explaining why he hadn't replied.

After receiving Fang Hao's message, Qiao Mei finally let out a sigh of relief.

At least she had made contact.

Otherwise, she really thought she had been deliberately left hanging.

"Have you finished with your work? Are you tired?"

Qiao Mei asked with concern, like a considerate little sister.

"Things have sort of come to a close," Fang Hao quickly replied.

Since he was done with his work, he should have time to come out.

Just as she was pondering how to invite him out,

"I'm not tired, but I'm about to set out to sea to continue fishing."

This sentence caused Qiao Mei to swallow back all the words she had prepared.

She knew Fang Hao was a fishing streamer, a topic they had discussed during their last meal together. He often went outdoors to fish.

However, as a woman, her interest in fishing was not great, and she hadn't paid much attention to it before.

It was only recently, through her interactions with Fang Hao, that she learned about fishing and started to take a little notice.

"Please be careful at sea,"

In the end, Qiao Mei still sent him a message.

Her heart felt a twinge of frustration.

Fang Hao was fine in every way, except one… he was too difficult to make plans with.

Even with all her skills, she couldn't use them; it was like throwing a full-force punch into a bundle of cotton, without a solid point to hit.

She could only wait for him to return from the sea.

"Okay, thank you."

…

As for this girl named Qiao Mei, Fang Hao didn't think too much of her.

He hadn't thought that far.

Their interactions weren't extensive, and they had only met twice, hardly enough to claim a close friendship.

He also did not believe that after meeting him, she would fall head over heels in love with him.

Being single since birth, he hadn't placed much thought in that direction.

Honestly, he had a better impression of that fishing friend Feifei, since they shared a common interest.

At the moment, his mind was more on fishing.

Setting out to sea again, Fang Hao had decided.

When he began fishing again, he would definitely use a card to increase his Qi Fortune.

He really didn't want to catch a corpse again.

Anything else would be fine, just not a corpse.

If he caught another corpse, he would begin to suspect that he had unlocked some sort of special trait.

It was too weird.

And so, Fang Hao thought it best to start by improving his luck.

Only if his luck improved would the things he caught get better, and he might even catch fish.

He still believed his failure to catch fish was just down to a bit of bad luck.

Having caught a body again, Fang Hao had to preemptively use a card to increase his Qi Fortune.

Use it first and see, he was still unsure about the effectiveness of the card.

Captain Yu had reorganized a new course, and this time they decided to start from a new fishing spot, planning to continue to search with the detector.