The owner of that clothing is Leng Yan.
She secretly lifted a corner to look at him, because when he threw the clothes to her, he was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt underneath. Fortunately, it had a hood, so his head was protected, but his arms did not escape unscathed, with several stings.
When the danger was over, she could finally see him clearly.
His hair was dark and straight, and his well-defined features were like they were carved by a knife, yet they carried a hint of lancholy.
His tall stature forced her to look up; his eyes with double eyelids were as enchanting and captivating as the peach blossoms blooming in the mountains.
Along with his kind gesture earlier, Wen Nuan’s heart was completely captured at that mont.
She always had so dicine in her bag, so after thanking him, she quickly took it out for him, but because she was too focused on looking at him, she accidentally twisted her foot again.
"I’m Nuannuan, what about you?"
On their way back, she lay on his back, feeling bubbles of sweetness in her heart. Such a handso young man, like soone stepping out of a comic book. And so kind too, she liked him.
"No comnt!" he murmured softly.
"It’s just a na, co on and tell ." Swinging her legs, she didn’t care about his rudeness. He was her savior, after all; even if he scolded her, it didn’t matter.
"Little girl, you talk a lot!"
He frowned and turned back to give her a sidelong glance, looking quite displeased.
"Smile, why the long face? You must look really nice when you smile... Oh no, you already look good now, and you’ll look even more handso if you smile..."
Back then, she was really young. She didn’t realize that such words would make others say she’s infatuated, and she kept rambling on: "Do you have anything difficult? You can ask for help. You have to believe that any trouble can be overco. There’s a saying, without storms, you can’t see rainbows, so..."
"Shut up, girl, or I’ll throw you down!"
He seed really at his wit’s end, but in the end, he didn’t throw her down.
At this mont, recalling her shaless look back then, Wen Nuan couldn’t help but curl her lips, and two crimson patches appeared on her pretty face.
"I didn’t expect it to be you."
Leng Yan glanced down slightly at the crystal bear in his hand under the light, his voice soft and ethereal: "I didn’t pay attention to your appearance at that ti, so I didn’t rember."
Therefore, when they t on the second day of their marriage, he really thought Wen Nuan was just a lovestruck woman, and even used it to embarrass her. Little did he know, it was he who misunderstood her; they had had an encounter three years ago.
Back then, Ji Wei had just left, and he was feeling extrely agitated. On the weekend, he had gone to the mountains alone, wanting to shout and vent. As he walked in, he happened to see her being chased by wasps and was at a loss. Without much thought, he took off his clothes to cover her. Unexpectedly, he got stung several tis and had to carry her on his back the whole way, enduring her incessant chatter.
"Without storms, how can you see rainbows?" Listening to these words from the mouth of a seemingly carefree little girl, he really found it amusing. However, he couldn’t deny that whenever he saw this phrase later, a sweet and soft voice would float in his mind, inexplicably lifting his mood quite a bit.
"Three years ago, I only knew my father’s surna was Leng but didn’t know he was Leng Siyan. Mom hid this well. She said my father had passed away..."
For the first ti, Leng Yan revealed things about the Leng family to her, and as he spoke of this, a hint of self-mockery appeared in his eyes.
He trusted Li Qiu’s words deeply, so when Leng Siyan sent soone to find him and his mother, he was too shocked to speak and directly chased the person away, calling it nonsense.
"We never used a penny from him; no one knew I was the Leng Family’s Second Young Master. Until the eldest brother’s mother passed away did he co find us, asking to return and recognize my roots. And just when I was hesitating, Ji Wei left for a famous director..."
Starting from three years ago, Wen Nuan was not surprised. Before, because the Leng Family’s situation seed very complicated, she had asked Wen Qingyan at ho, so she already knew.
Roughly, when Leng Siyan was married to Leng Ye’s mother and she was pregnant, unable to withstand loneliness during a business trip, he t and fell for Leng Yan’s mother, which led to the birth of Leng Yan. Apparently, Leng Yan’s mother couldn’t be labeled as the "third party" because she wasn’t aware that Leng Siyan was married. By the ti she found out, Leng Yan was already eight months into her womb...
The reason Li Qiu returned to the Leng family, besides still foolishly cherishing Leng Siyan in her heart, was also for Leng Yan’s future.
"Then do you...still love Ji Wei?"
After a long silence, Wen Nuan looked down at her toes: "If there’s love, then..."
Love? Leng Yan pondered the word, smiling soundlessly.
There was love. But the love had turned to ashes; he hated her relentless heartlessness back then.
Wen Nuan continued to look at her toes. Taking a deep breath, she mustered the courage to continue: "Let’s get a divorce."
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