Chapter 662 You are a liar, Candlelight Night (Part 1 and 2)
Jiang Fuyue took the hair dryer, weighed it in her hand, raised her chin slightly, and gestured to Xie Dingyuan.
The man didn't understand and asked stupidly, "What?"
"Sit down, how else can I reach it?"
"……oh."
Xie Dingyuan sat on the stool with his hands and feet stiff.
The next second, a rumbling sound was heard, and hot air blew out, spraying on the hair, followed by a cool and soft touch on the scalp.
The man's body shook.
That is...
The girl's hands were gently fiddling with her hair, and her fingertips inevitably touched her scalp.
"What’s wrong with you?"
“No, nothing…”
"The temperature of the hair dryer is too high?"
"no."
"Then why are you sweating all the time?"
Xie Dingyuan: “…”
Dry.
"When you blow dry your hair, be gentle like this and push it in roughly one direction...get it?"
The man nodded hesitantly.
"Okay, then you do it yourself." Jiang Fuyue handed the hair dryer back.
"You won't help me?" He was surprised.
"Didn't you say you understood?"
“…Oh.” Damn mouth!
After blow-drying his hair, Xie Dingyuan put away the hair dryer.
The suite has a separate outdoor balcony. Jiang Fuyue is currently sitting on a lounge chair, enjoying the night breeze with a comfortable look on her face.
On hand are two desserts that I brought back, a durian box and an Oreo box.
Xie Dingyuan walked over and sat down opposite her.
With long arms and legs, there is nowhere to put them, and they look a bit cramped and uncomfortable in the limited space of the chair.
"Would you like something sweet?" Jiang Fuyue asked.
The man paused, then nodded: "Okay."
“Where’s the durian?”
"Eat too."
"Here," Jiang Fuyue pointed at the two desserts on the table, "Choose one of the two. You go first."
Xie Dingyuan hesitated for two seconds, his eyes sincere: "If you like it, I'll give it to you."
"Pfft——" Jiang Fuyue couldn't help laughing out loud.
The man was confused.
Is it that funny?
"Xie Dingyuan, you are a liar." she said suddenly.
The man was even more confused.
fraud?
this……
"You clearly don't like sweet things, yet you still say you do. Did I wrongly call you a liar?"
The man looked slightly embarrassed, and a blush spread to his ears again, spreading all the way to his cheeks.
"I'm not lying to you, I just..."
"Just what?"
"I just wanted to get a taste of what your favorite things taste like. Maybe I'll like them too?"
Jiang Fuyue was speechless for a moment.
In the blink of an eye, the man had already opened the package, measured the two desserts, and finally cut the two desserts in half...?
Still in the typical style of OCD, it is divided into two parts, almost equal in size.
When they were placed in the box, they were neatly arranged, as if they were originally made with a double flavor.
"We'll split the durian and Oreo in half. This is yours, and this is mine."
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips: "Okay."
…
"How about it?"
Xie Dingyuan: "Durian is more delicious, and the Oreo crumbs are already soft."
Jiang Fuyue nodded: "I think so too."
The corners of the man's mouth turned up.
It was almost midnight when the clothes that had been sent out for drying were finally returned neatly folded.
The staff apologized again.
Originally, when he arrived here, Xie Dingyuan should have changed his clothes and left.
Unfortunately, it started raining outside.
"Do you have an umbrella?"
Staff: "Yes, please wait, I will bring it up to you."
"good."
After waiting for about fifteen minutes, not only did the umbrella not arrive, but the power in the room was also cut off.
"What's going on?"
Jiang Fuyue: "I'll call the front desk and ask."
Before the call was made, the landline in the room rang.
"Hello, we're sorry. The heavy rain has caused a power outage in the hotel. We've arranged for workers to urgently repair it. Please remain in your room and be patient. To ensure customer safety, we will be closing the front and rear doors of the hotel and temporarily prohibiting entry and exit. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause."
Now, Xie Dingyuan couldn't leave at all.
In the darkness, the two looked at each other. Jiang Fuyue asked, "Would you like to stay a little longer?"
"Well...if you don't mind, I'm fine." As he spoke, his Adam's apple rolled.
The room was pitch black and it was raining on the balcony, but luckily the master bedroom had a large bay window with cushions on it and a small low table in the middle.
Surprisingly, there was also an aromatherapy candlestick.
Jiang Fuyue checked and found that the candle was full and exuded the fragrance of magnolia.
Xie Dingyuan reminded her: "There is no lighter."
Jiang Fuyue searched around and found the matches in the compartment drawer of the coffee table.
Snap——
Light the match.
The orange-yellow light shone on their faces, alternating between light and dark.
Jiang Fuyue lit the candle and put out the match.
In an instant, the little world of the two was illuminated.
"Xie Dingyuan."
"Um?"
"What is your ideal?"
The man paused, not thinking for long: "...building the motherland. What about you?"
“…”
"Why aren't you talking?"
The girl's eyes flickered slightly, and under the dim yellow candlelight, her eyes were sparkling and affectionate, overflowing with spiritual energy.
“…Same as you.”
But her goal was more specific: to build the poorest, most remote, and most discriminated-against part of the motherland.
Now it was Xie Dingyuan's turn to be stunned. He opened his mouth and uttered a word after a long while: "You..."
"What? Don't you believe it?" The girl curled her lips. Maybe it was because the candlelight was too gentle, or for some other reason, but at that moment Xie Dingyuan actually saw softness and warmth in her eyes, with a hint of burning and scalding heat.
"No... I just think that you are still young and shouldn't..."
What do girls of this age aspire to?
Delicious food, beautiful scenery, beautiful clothes, beautiful looks...
Friendship, love, family...
A good university, a good job, a bright future...
In short, most of the matters concern oneself, and very little concerns others, let alone rising to the level of the country and the people.
At that moment, Xie Dingyuan's heart beat faster.
They have so much in common and so many similarities, which means they share common values and ways of thinking.
It turns out that every kind of liking is not without reason.
Every heartbeat is not without reason.
Xie Dingyuan liked Jiang Fuyue not because of her appearance, but because of her stubborn and proud soul and her clear distinction between love and hate.
"What do you mean I'm still young? Are you old?"
The man lowered his eyes, "...I am almost ten years older than you."
Jiang Fuyue thought to herself, including my previous life, I am more than ten years older than you.
The rain outside the window didn't stop and the electricity in the room didn't come on.
When the candle burned out, the room fell into darkness again.
Jiang Fuyue yawned, came down from the bay window, turned on the light with her phone and walked to the bed: "No more waiting. If you don't mind, you can go to the next room to rest. I'll lie down first."
"...Okay." Xie Dingyuan left the room.
Before closing the door, he faced the direction of the bed, all he saw was darkness, but his voice was low and gentle.
He said, "Good night, Yueyue."
There was silence in the darkness for five seconds, and then—
"Xie Dingyuan, good night."
The man laughed.
…
That night, although Jiang Fuyue did not lock the door, she slept very soundly.
When I woke up the next day, the sky was bright and the rain had stopped. The cold wind blew on my face, mixed with a sharp and cold fragrance.
One breath and the whole nostrils are filled with the "freezing" smell.
Suddenly I thought of Xie Dingyuan, and I don’t know whether he stayed or left last night.
Jiang Fuyue turned around and prepared to go to the second bedroom next door to take a look.
I knocked on the door first, but after two seconds, there was no response.
She simply turned the doorknob. The bed was neat and wrinkle-free, not like anyone had slept in it. She probably left after receiving the call last night and the hotel was unsealed.
She didn't think much about it and started changing clothes, washing up, and then packing her luggage.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
"who?"
"Room service."
Jiang Fuyue frowned and told the other party: "Not needed for now, thank you."
"Someone ordered breakfast for you."
She then opened the door. She didn't see the breakfast, but was hit in the face by a bouquet of flowers that was suddenly handed to her.
"you--"
"Surprise!" Han Heng wore a mask and a baseball cap, held a bouquet of pink roses in his arms, and smiled brightly.
Jiang Fuyue: “…”
"Xiao Yueyue, are you surprised or not?"
"You're going to the hotel in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of being followed by paparazzi?"
After saying that, he let go of the door handle and walked straight into the house.
Han Heng walked in with a smile and closed the door. Before that, he cautiously stuck his head out to look around the corridor.
"Don't worry, your uncle is very cautious! I'm not exaggerating, but ordinary paparazzi really can't take pictures of me. The only pictures they can take are the ones I want them to take."
Jiang Fuyue poured him a glass of water and said, "Sit down. What brings you here?"
"Oh, there's something going on at the company, and my eldest brother is rushing to deal with it, so he can't leave for a while. My second brother has to keep an eye on the market, so I volunteered to pick you up! Look, I even bought you flowers. How about it? Do you like them?"
He stepped forward and took off his sunglasses, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Jiang Fuyue took it and smiled: "Thank you, uncle, it's very beautiful."
The man's eyes lit up with a smile, "I'm glad you like it. Your mother also liked pink roses."
Just then, a slight sound came from the second bedroom.
Jiang Fuyue paused slightly.
Han Heng: "What is it?"
"I'll go and take a look..."
Jiang Fuyue pushed open the door of the second bedroom. The next second, her eyes widened, "Didn't you leave?!"
Two updates, three thousand words.
The third update will be tomorrow during the day~
Next, I'm going to play something exciting, hehe~
By the way, here’s a quiz with prizes!
Question: Will my uncle run into Xie 99?
A. Yes; B. No
Answer in the comment section, there will be prizes for correct answers~
(End of this chapter)
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