Chapter 19 You Were Never Absent
Jiang Zhiyao realized she had lost control and added, "Brother Sheng, if you like her, I can help you."
He Huaisheng paused for a moment, then shook his head: "Yaoyao, you don't need to worry about my affairs. Just be happy every day. I remember you have a match tomorrow, right?"
Jiang Zhiyao wasn't stupid; she knew He Huaisheng was changing the subject, so she could only answer reluctantly, "Yes, at the Shiguang Concert Hall. Brother Sheng, do you want to come and watch?"
"I have a part-time job tomorrow, I'll go if I'm free."
*
In the car, Yan Lingyu personally fastened An Shixia's seatbelt.
An Shixia suddenly grabbed his collar: "Brother Yu."
Yan Lingyu remained in the position of fastening her seatbelt and gave a soft "hmm".
"Thank you."
Thank you for helping me out today, and thank you for never giving up on me.
There's no need for thanks between us.
Yan Lingyu's dark eyes were like a whirlpool, drawing people in irresistibly.
An Shixia stared blankly for a few seconds, her hand still gripping his collar.
Yan Lingyu chuckled softly: "Xiaxia."
An Shixia suddenly snapped out of her daze, her fingers abruptly loosening, and she frantically touched her nose.
"Brother Yu, you are so handsome."
"I used to look like this too."
As he said this, Yan Lingyu stared intently at her.
If only she had thought that way before.
He liked his appearance for the first time because Xiaxia liked it.
He wouldn't mind using his good looks to seduce Xiaxia.
An Shixia felt her face getting hot, so she fanned herself and said, "It's a little hot."
"Should I turn on the air conditioner?"
Yan Lingyu asked.
"No need, let's go home quickly, it won't be hot at home."
Seeing An Shixia's easily teased attitude, Yan Lingyu stopped teasing her, gently stepped on the gas, and drove away.
"Brother Yu, do you remember I told you I wanted to pursue you?"
Yan Lingyu was secretly pleased, but his face remained impassive: "Well, have you taken any action yet?"
“I’ve never seriously pursued anyone before, so I’m a bit clueless. I used to keep giving him gifts, thinking that if I gave him a lot of gifts, he would like me, but that was wrong.”
When An Shixia said this, Yan Lingyu tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
He knew; he knew how many gifts Xiaxia had given.
His Xiaxia gave so much, but that scumbag didn't appreciate it at all.
A dark thought formed in his mind: he wanted to beat He Huaisheng up.
He was getting impatient and planned to check He Huaisheng's whereabouts as soon as he got back.
An Shixia continued earnestly, "Brother Yu, I will prove with my actions that my heart is true!"
"Okay, but I have one condition: you can't use that 'paying out of your own pocket' method like before, understand?"
The car had arrived at the apartment. Yan Lingyu slowly stopped the car, turned his head to look at An Shixia, and his expression was more serious than ever before.
Actually, he wanted to say, "Xiaxia, you don't need to pursue me," but he didn't want to dampen her enthusiasm.
If she wants to pursue him, then he should cooperate.
"Okay~"
Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, Yan Lingyu reached out to unbuckle her seatbelt, his fingers accidentally touching the soft flesh of An Shixia's waist.
An Shixia's body trembled uncontrollably.
"What's wrong?"
Yan Lingyu maintained his sideways position, looking down at his hands, his peripheral vision sweeping over An Shixia's slender waist.
With just a light touch, she...
If she did something else, would she...?
Yan Lingyu's thoughts continued uncontrollably, his body grew hot, and his breathing became rapid.
His warm breath touched An Shixia's face, and the girl's face gradually warmed up.
The small space also felt somewhat crowded.
An Shixia couldn't take it anymore. She picked up her bag and wanted to get off the bus, but as she stood up, her lips brushed against Yan Lingyu's face as he turned to the side. She froze, unsure whether to get off or not.
Yan Lingyu's throat bobbed slightly; it was so soft.
Xiaxia's lips are so soft, they must be so easy to kiss.
He really wanted to press Xiaxia down on the seat and taste her to see if she was really as sweet as he imagined.
But his Xiaxia is too wonderful; she shouldn't be treated like this by him. She deserves the best.
He wouldn't scare her until she was ready.
Yan Lingyu sat up straight, his voice slightly hoarse: "Xiaxia, you go back first, I'll go park the car."
An Shixia's heart was pounding so hard she felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.
He mechanically opened the car door and got out.
A breeze blew by, relieving the heat on her face, and her heartbeat gradually calmed down.
This is what it feels like to like someone.
It's uncontrollable.
When Yan Lingyu returned after parking his car, An Shixia was still standing there.
"Xiaxia, why aren't you going in?"
An Shixia finally came to her senses, realizing that she had been standing outside for so long.
"Brother Yu, I'm going to a piano competition tomorrow, will you go?"
Yan Lingyu already knew about the piano competition, and he had planned to go anyway.
"Of course I'll go to your match."
Before university, Yan Lingyu would accompany An Shixia to every competition, no matter how extreme the weather or how far away they were.
As long as An Shixia can watch Yan Lingyu from afar on stage, her nervousness will gradually disappear, allowing her to perform at her best.
Yan Lingyu felt the same way during the competition. Although he wasn't nervous, he felt satisfied when he saw An Shixia in the audience.
An Shixia thought of the past and felt a warmth in her heart: "Yes, Brother Yu has never missed my competition."
However, he missed Yan Lingyu's match.
During her three years of university, Yan Lingyu participated in countless competitions, but she never went to a single one.
She felt a little guilty, and her eyes reddened.
Yan Lingyu could tell what she was thinking at a glance, and gently tapped her head: "What are you thinking about? You've never missed one of my matches."
An Shixia looked up, somewhat puzzled.
Yan Lingyu carefully took a ceramic pendant out of his pocket: "Do you remember this?"
Upon seeing the familiar pendant, An Shixia's memories instantly returned.
That was a gift I gave him for his birthday during his senior year of high school; it was something An Shixia had made herself.
The pendant features two tiny figures holding hands; it's incredibly cute.
“Brother Yu, look at these two little figures. This is you, and this is me. I made them myself, and they represent that we will always be together.”
...
“I always bring this pendant with me when I go to a competition, so you weren’t absent.”
An Shixia couldn't hold back her tears; they streamed down her face quickly.
Yan Lingyu felt extremely distressed. He had thought that saying this would make Xiaxia happy, but he never expected it would make her cry.
I should have known better than to say those things and upset Xiaxia.
He took out a tissue and gently wiped away An Shixia's tears: "Xiaxia, be good, don't cry."
He then magically produced a bottle of strawberry yogurt: "Eat something sweet, and you won't be sad anymore."
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