Chapter 33: The 33rd Day of Reserved Dan Yin, I said, I will...

The good atmosphere was instantly destroyed by reality. Before Dan Yin had time to digest it, Pei Yunhe let out a long sigh.

"Then, then did we miss it?" This was the first time that Shan Yin encountered such a thing. She told herself to calm down and quickly thought of various solutions in her mind.

Pei Yunhe didn't like to hear this. What did it mean to miss out?

"I can't miss it, I can't miss it at all. I'll fly to North City to find you later."

Shan Yin glanced out the window. The rain was pouring down, and the sky was pitch black, with no sign of stopping at all.

The car she was riding in was even stuck on the elevated highway between the airport and the city center. There were lit taillights in the distance, and she couldn't return to the airport. She didn't know when she could get to the hotel.

She felt a little frustrated for no reason, but her worry always prevailed. She said to Pei Yunhe, "The weather in North City is bad, and you're not going to bother with it. It's okay. I'll go back to Nanqiao tomorrow."

"How can that be? Leaving you alone in North City? Impossible." Pei Yunhe refused. It was just raining. "Go to the hotel and have a good meal and rest. I'll be there later."

"Pei Yunhe." It was so rare for her to call him by his name. Pei Yunhe was startled, but he saw a rare serious look in Shan Yin's clear and cold fox eyes. "I'm not a child anymore. It's okay for me to stay out here all day. You have to go back and forth in this kind of weather. I'd be worried if anything happened to you."

"..." I didn't expect that Shan Yin would be even more stubborn than Pei Yunhe.

At this time, the clock source also sent a message that there was a sudden rainstorm in the North City, and air traffic control was implemented. All flights to the North City were suspended tonight.

Pei Yunhe subconsciously clenched his phone.

It's all his fault. Why did he say that and joke about nothing?

Shan Yin seemed to see Pei Yunhe's frustration. Even though she wasn't too happy either, she still tried to comfort him: "It's okay. It's only a day. When I come back, I'll make it up to you."

He suddenly raised his eyes, not because Shan Yin mentioned compensation.

Instead, he thought of a poem.

If the love between two people lasts for a long time, why does it matter if they are together day and night?

In the end, he was feeling uneasy. It was just a day that was given special significance by later generations. In fact, it was no different from every other day.

Why does it have to be Dan Yin who stays with him?

If they truly love each other, every day will be a special day, and he and Shan Yin will have a lot of future together.

Pei Yunhe sighed again, looked down, and pursed his thin lips into a line.

"Then I'll send someone to help you arrange accommodation. The weather is bad, so remember to message me back on the way to let me know you're safe."

Shan Yin smiled: "Don't worry."

Although he could be said to be relieved, how could Pei Yunhe really be at ease?

There was a sudden rain in Beicheng, and the weather was getting worse and worse. Even the meteorological station issued an orange warning. He wanted to apply for a temporary flight route back to Beicheng but was rejected.

After hanging up the phone, Pei Yunhe sat in the car silently for a long time.

The weather in Nanqiao was good, with fiery clouds stretching for thousands of miles, dyeing the sky like blood, spreading someone's mood, seeping into farther places layer by layer, and soaking deeper.

He suddenly raised his eyes.

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It was two hours later when Dan Yin checked into the hotel. The sky in North City was completely dark, and the rain outside was still pouring down, as if it would not stop until it destroyed the city.

Shan Yin reported to Pei Yunhe that she was safe again. He replied quickly and told her to go wash up and eat, and not to catch a cold.

Shan Yin was indeed a little cold, but she had no appetite. After taking a hot bath, she sat by the window and stared at the night view for a long time. In fact, it was pitch black and there was nothing to see, so she lay down on the bed.

This hotel is where Pei Yunhe often stays when he comes to Beicheng on business. The rooms are all booked by him. They are clean and tidy, and have everything you need.

The furniture and floor were spotless, there was a faint incense burning in the corner, and the bedding was new.

But Dan Yin tossed and turned in the comfortable big bed.

She couldn't feel any trace of Pei Yunhe's life.

Or to be more precise, there is no trace of Pei Yunhe here.

She felt a little regretful, not because she had ruined her decision to come to Beicheng alone to surprise Pei Yunhe, but because she felt that things were not going as she wished.

She thought that she could see Pei Yunhe, or at least there would be some lingering scent of Pei Yunhe in this hotel, and she would be able to sleep peacefully.

But not only did she not see him, the room was huge and empty, and she was the only one there.

Outside the window, the wind and rain were howling, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and the sound of the dripping rain wet the loneliness and fell heavily to the earth. There was no moonlight to give her tenderness.

Shan Yin covered his quilt with his hands and took a deep breath, then let out a long sigh.

She lowered her eyes, and when she turned over again, a loud thunder broke through the darkness, illuminating the entire empty room and making everything clear.

Shan Yin is not afraid of thunder and lightning, she just doesn't like rainy days like this.

After a long time, she finally took out her cell phone. Before her eyes focused, her fingers habitually swiped to the chat interface with Pei Yunhe.

She knew that she wanted to say something to Pei Yunhe, but what?

It was getting late, and even if he wasn't resting, he was probably still busy working. When she wasn't around, he always worked so hard that he forgot to eat or sleep.

Forget it.

They were just a married couple. Even if there were no unpleasantness in their daily interactions and marital responsibilities, they were still not at the point where they could empathize with each other.

Shan Yin was afraid of being too presumptuous and disturbing Pei Yunhe.

After thinking for a long time, she turned off the phone screen again.

But suddenly, a ray of light pierced the darkness. Shan Yin subconsciously squinted her eyes, and when she opened them again, it was not the lightning outside the window, but the phone she had just turned off.

Pei Yunhe's name appeared clearly in front of her.

"Single chant?"

Shan Yin listened in a daze to the sounds surrounding his ears, his eyes rippling, and he did not say a word for a long time.

"Are you asleep?" Pei Yunhe asked softly.

"Not yet." Shan Yin came back to his senses.

"Yeah." Pei Yunhe responded lightly.

This was not like the way he usually talked to her before going to bed. Shan Yin took Yuan's phone to check the time. It was almost midnight.

She consciously thought about all the things that might make Pei Yunhe so serious or depressed, and it couldn't be because of work.

She wanted to ask what happened, but before the words came to her lips, Pei Yunhe spoke first.

"It's thundering."

Shan Yin looked out the window, wondering if the thunder outside the window could be heard on the other end of the phone.

She responded and added, "The rain hasn't stopped yet."

"What bad weather." Pei Yunhe seemed to be responding to her, but also seemed to be muttering to himself.

"fine."

Hearing Pei Yunhe's voice, the huge room seemed to come alive. The damp feeling of loneliness gradually disappeared from his body, and Shan Yin felt a lot more relaxed.

She also comforted Pei Yunhe: "This kind of weather is not common. We are not outdoors anyway, so it won't affect anything."

"But you don't like thunderstorms."

The light words were like a heavy stone, suddenly falling into the lake in Dan Yin's heart.

She didn't like thunderstorms, she really didn't like thunderstorms. Dan Yin herself hadn't thought about how those several distressing thunderstorm nights turned into dark ropes that dragged her down for a long time.

Shan Yin was feeling down, not just because of missing Pei Yunhe tonight, but also because those heavy footsteps had long been etched in his heart. They were wet again by the rain tonight, and the potholes had accumulated water, so every time he stepped on them, he would be splashed with mud.

Just like the rainy night when she was fifteen, her parents died suddenly in a car accident. When the rescue workers arrived at the scene, she was held in her parents' arms, her little face pale, her eyes dazed, and her white dress covered in blood and mud.

And it was just like that year on the mountain in Nanqiao, she was burdened with the unwarranted humiliation and pressure, and fell miserably on the muddy grass, with the night owls howling, and she could not see her fingers when she stretched out her hand, and there was no one by her side.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I will accompany you."

Pei Yunhe's gentle voice was like the white light that penetrated the woods. Shan Yin seemed to have returned to that day. She heard someone calling her, and the reflected light became more and more, brighter and brighter, and someone was running towards her eagerly.

Then the rain stopped.

She came back to her senses in a daze, and the phone felt slightly warm in her palm. The warmth flowed through her blood and into her heart.

Shan Yin slightly curved the corners of his lips: "I'm not afraid."

"Then I'll accompany you."

This doesn't seem like a promise to Dan Yin, but more like a promise Pei Yunhe made to himself.

He also remembered that thunderstorm night, that unpleasant rainy day. The heavy rain not only soaked Dan Yin, but also shattered his pride and self-esteem, and he was in a mess.

More importantly, it was on that thunderstorm night that Shan Yin left sadly, and his love was completely buried in the rain.

Pei Yunhe often wondered if it weren't for that stormy night, would Shan Yin have understood his feelings earlier, and would he not have been separated from Shan Yin for so many years.

Or perhaps, their endings would have been different long ago.

But there are no ifs in this world, so even though they are now husband and wife, Pei Yunhe still doesn't like rainy days.

He frowned, quickened his pace, and became more anxious.

Another flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a deafening roar of thunder.

Shan Yin pondered Pei Yunhe's words. It seemed that his attitude towards her was always rude and unreasonable, but his intentions were good after all. He was just ashamed to express it occasionally.

Shan Yin didn't care about Pei Yunhe's pretense, nor did she take the words to heart. She just heard a few crackling noises on the phone and subconsciously became concerned about Pei Yunhe again.

"Your signal is bad over there? What are you still doing so late at night?"

The call signal was poor, and after a few seconds, Pei Yunhe's voice reappeared in the call.

His breathing became heavy and rapid, and he replied roughly, "Nothing." The sound of wind came to Dan Yin's ears.

"Are you outside?" Shan Yin was a little surprised. She was not sure whether the sound of the wind was the natural whistling wind or the wind that brushed against the microphone of the mobile phone due to fast walking.

However, although she felt that she might not be able to control Pei Yunhe, she still frowned and warned: "Your cold has only just recovered. Don't be exposed to the wind at night, and don't stay up late."

"It's okay, I'm in good health and I don't stay up late." Pei Yunhe replied.

"Then you shouldn't just focus on work. It's not good to be busy with socializing all the time. You can also relax and rest properly when you have some free time."

"I will."

"Well... I'm not afraid actually. You don't have to accompany me. You... go to bed early?"

Pei Yunhe just said "hmm".

Shan Yin didn't know what to say for a moment. Pei Yunhe suddenly became busy and stopped talking, which made the atmosphere of her mumbling seem a little awkward.

A long time ago, Jing Rouyue shared with her an online emotional analysis, saying that men don't like women who care about them in everything. In their hearts, the ones who worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation are their mothers and nannies.

Shan Yin inexplicably thought of this. Was she acting too much like a nanny?

But he was the one who said he wanted to accompany her.

Of course, she didn't care much about it, but she felt that since she had said it, it would be better to do it.

There was still no sound from the other end, only the rustling of the wind.

Shan Yin lowered his eyes.

In fact, how many people can do what they say? She and Pei Yunhe are not even lovers, but just a couple with common interests. Promises are not that important.

That's all.

"Then you go ahead and do your work? I—"

With a swish, the door of the room was suddenly opened. Shan Yin was so startled that she sat up from the bed instantly. In the thunder, she saw someone who should be thousands of miles away running towards her in a dusty state.

Pei Yunhe hugged her, and his voice, still moist, penetrated into her heart.

"Dan Yin, I said I will accompany you."