Whose car is parked here? Looking for Leng Yan?
Wen Nuan walked forward in surprise, wanting to see what was happening, when the car suddenly started and sped away.
"Hey—" Wen Nuan subconsciously shouted and ran towards the carved gate, but she saw nothing except the night.
Who could it be? She furrowed her brows in confusion, shaking her head, thinking perhaps they got the wrong door, and upon seeing her, drove away because they didn’t recognize her. However, for so reason, a vague sense of unease lingered within her.
"Wen Nuan, he’s mine, he’s mine, he’s mine, mine!" On the highway, with the pedal almost to the floor, Ji Wei furiously roared in her heart.
She attended a party in the evening and deliberately took the route past Leng Yan’s house on her way back, hoping to catch a distant glimpse of him. But who knew, as she approached his villa, a shadow ahead fiercely pricked her eyes. She turned off the lights and slowly followed behind.
Leng Yan was holding a woman in his arms, continually laughing and chatting about sothing. Enduring the heartache, she rolled down the window and looked seriously, seeing that the woman in his arms was Wen Nuan.
She tickled him, playfully whining at him, and Leng Yan laughed loudly, saying if she continued, he’d throw her to the ground. She scread in fright and hugged his neck. Though it was a fearful sound, it was filled with imnse happiness.
"What’s wrong?" Wen Nuan ca in just as Leng Yan was stepping out in a bathrobe, looking at her sowhat vacant expression, puzzled.
"I just saw a white car parked at the entrance, but it drove away quickly," Wen Nuan recounted what had happened, adding, "Probably ca looking for soone and got the wrong place."
"Very likely."
Leng Yan didn’t take it seriously, wiping his hair with a towel as he looked at what she was holding, "Went down to get this?"
"Yes, after you dry your hair, apply it, it has anti-inflammatory dicine, and it’s breathable too." Wen Nuan retrieved a band-aid, and Leng Yan quickly dodged, "It’s just a minor injury, it’s not necessary."
"No way!" Wen Nuan insisted and swiftly stuck it on when he wasn’t paying attention.
"Troubleso little woman!" Leng Yan tilted his head to look at her, touched his forehead, but still smiled.
Being cared for by her, this feeling was enjoyable, so beautiful.
"Don’t look at like that, tell about you and Ji Wei." Today, she blushed easily, perhaps because he had said "I love you" with those three words. Wen Nuan pursed her lips, "Quickly confess, what’s going on between you two, rember, I want the truth. Pinky promise first, you can’t lie to ."
"I didn’t intend to lie to you." Leng Yan chuckled, compelled to hook her little finger and press his thumb against hers, then pulled her onto the bed, lifting the corner of the cool blanket for her to get in.
Wen Nuan hesitated for a mont, then got in and was hugged by him, lying in the crook of his arm. She awkwardly shifted a bit, then obediently snuggled closer to his chest.
Since Ji Wei’s incident, she hadn’t enjoyed such intimacy. She yearned for this rare peace of mind.
"I t Ji Wei in freshman year, sa year, different class. To avoid worrying Mom while paying tuition, I took on several part-ti jobs, one of which was working as a server in a fast-food restaurant where she also worked. However, I always ca and went quickly, not paying attention to her. Until one day..."
Leng Yan held Wen Nuan, a smile playing at his lips as he looked at the ceiling, his voice slipping into mory.
"That day, it started to drizzle. I didn’t have an umbrella, but I had a very important class in the afternoon that I had to return for. I thought of going back in the rain, but when I reached near the backyard bicycle shed, the rain suddenly stopped. I looked up in surprise and saw a lace-trimd umbrella. It wasn’t large, but it almost completely covered ."
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