??Chapter 143: Chapter 82: The Mountain Returns at Dusk
Chapter 143: Chapter 82: The Mountain Returns at Dusk
Everyone thought the person on the poster was Umi, but it was actually Yun Yuwan.
Those two girls took a photo with her right in front of the magazine.
Her eyes, round as a cat’s, were pitch black, distinctly separating black from white, much like a mystic spirit of the clear mountains, her face as pale as a palm, cheeks soft, and hair thick and straight like a waterfall. She was not just sweet, but there was a refreshing crispness that broke through sweetness, leaning more towards a cold beauty.
Because when she wasn’t smiling, she still had crisp lines, a distinct beauty’s sharpness, a straight and abrupt nose bridge, and a jawline that tapered gently to an extrely delicate chin, evoking a sense of pity yet a natural, resolute stubbornness.
With or without a smile, she was two different people, like the beautiful mountain spirit in the Classic of Poetry, when all sounds return to the mountain, led by orchids and female vines.
After taking the photo, the two girls thanked her, happiness alight in their eyes.
Yun Yuwan nodded slightly and said you’re welco.
Walking among the crowds, she took Line 1 directly to Xujiahui, and upon reaching the subway exit, soone was distributing Yuwan rchandise.
People who were either stylishly dressed or in a hurry refused, but Yun Yuwan slowly walked up to the rchandise table.
While the staff was giving the rchandise to others, she suddenly heard a sweet slow voice beside her, “Can I have one please?”
The bank staff turned around, and seeing a young girl who looked exactly like the one on the poster, was a bit surprised, “Of course, I wish you ‘Mountain-high Respect’ and ‘Ascending Clouds’.”
It was the first ti she realized, sowhat slowly accepting the Yuwan, “Yangzhi… is it describing mountains?”
The other person, clearly more knowledgeable about Chinese classics than her who had been preparing to study abroad from a young age, was very friendly, “Yes, ‘High Mountain Respect’ and ‘High Mountain Worthy of Respect’ both refer to admiring soone as one would look up to a high mountain. Our wish for you is to rise high in your career and reach new peaks.”
The phrases were probably all similar, assuming young people coming out during commute ti were office workers, wishing them a promotion.
That’s how banks operate, talk human talk to humans, spirit talk to spirits.
But she and everyone who introduced her na would ntion Yungui Mountain at dusk; she had been carrying high mountains in her speech for quite so ti.
The clouds ascend, able to climb high mountains; it turned out to be common knowledge, known by everyone.
Yun Yuwan held that Yuwan, her emotions slowly surging like ocean waves; she had seen many people with it on her way, and now she had one too.
She didn’t notice that right after she received her rchandise, the staff packed up the booth.
She gripped the Yuwan and walked towards the address shared with Lin Chu.
All the way across from iluo City in Xujiahui, iluo City Shopping Mall’s building is sphere-shaped, the exterior all screens, the only outdoor spherical large screen in Shanghai.
It is also the only one like the Yuwan advertisent screen.
A round and plump sphere, a cartoon character with tiny limbs drawn chubby, presented on iluo City’s spherical screen, the color exactly like that of a Yuwan.
Signed by Wen Comrcial Bank.
A sumr breeze brushed by, across the width of a road.
The Yuwan’s movents varied, showing all the animations she hadn’t seen in the subway.
Yun Yuwan thought about what else there might be but didn’t expect it to be so impactful; she didn’t even need to search, as she saw that Yuwan lying in front of the skyscraper, a huge one charmingly selling itself on the horizon.
She watched dozens of images before the spherical screen started over with the first one again.
She suddenly rembered the phone call he had taken in front of the wardrobe.
He had ntioned iluo City.
She thought it was because of work, so she didn’t bother him, but it turned out he was planning a surprise for her.
She didn’t know when he had started drawing.
Yun Yuwan burst into laughter through her tears.
She took a photo of the Yuwan, then imdiately took a cab and rushed back ho.
When she got ho, the lights inside and outside the villa were all turned off, and the outside sky couldn’t penetrate the whole villa.
She panicked, thinking that she had rushed back ho in vain, Wen Yangzhi not being there, thankfully she saw the butler, “Where’s my brother?”
The butler imdiately said, “Please follow .”
Yun Yuwan quickly followed the butler to the first-floor corridor.
Finally, she saw Wen Yangzhi’s tall figure standing at the end of the corridor, the dim light gathering around him, standing in front of the electrical panel, quietly fiddling with the wires.
Knowing the situation, the butler tactfully left.
Yun Yuwan ran over and hugged him from behind, sobbing, “I love you.”
Suddenly embraced, Wen Yangzhi’s movents did not stop, his tone leisurely and casual, “Today’s the first ti you’ve said you love .”
She leaned against his solid back, her eyes reddening, and her tears still unshed, “Why do you rember that, do you want to hear
say I love you every day?”
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