Chapter 21 An Shixia lightly kisses Yan Lingyu
Yan Lingyu's voice was tinged with disappointment. Seeing that An Shixia hadn't responded yet and looked hurt, he added, "It's okay. Since you don't like it, then I..."
Seeing his distressed expression, An Shixia hurriedly explained, "No, Brother Yu, I didn't mean to. I just... I just..."
An Shixia couldn't explain what it was either.
She would feel embarrassed if she admitted that she was shy.
"Since it's not that you don't like it, then you'd better hold on tight."
Yan Lingyu bent down slightly, put one arm around An Shixia, and gently bounced her up. An Shixia's feet instantly left the ground, and she grabbed Yan Lingyu's neck with both hands in search of security.
Yan Lingyu grinned mischievously and bounced An Shixia around again: "Still so light, like a kitten."
An Shixia didn't have time to feel shy. Seeing that Yan Lingyu was only using one hand, she was a little worried: "Brother Yu, be careful."
"Why are you worried that I'll fall and hurt you? Don't worry, with your weight, I won't fall even if I run."
The faint fragrance emanating from An Shixia wafted in front of Yan Lingyu, and a few strands of her hair brushed against his face with her movements, tickling him.
He didn't move the strands of hair away; instead, he seemed to enjoy it immensely, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.
Normally, Yan Lingyu would walk very fast to the second floor, but today he deliberately walked very slowly.
An Shixia felt like a long time had passed, but she had only gone halfway down the stairs.
When Yan Lingyu pulled her into his arms, An Shixia was caught off guard. Now that she had calmed down, the warm breath from Yan Lingyu's breathing gently touched her face.
An Shixia's ears felt hot, but thankfully her loose hair covered them.
When Yan Lingyu walked up the stairs, his body would be very close to hers, and she could feel that Yan Lingyu's muscles were very hard.
Brother Yu, you must have abs, right?
Lost in thought, An Shixia didn't notice that she had already reached the second floor.
Yan Lingyu didn't say anything, he just held her and looked down at her.
An Shixia finally came to her senses and, seeing that they had reached the second floor, struggled to come down.
Why didn't you say you'd arrived?
"I didn't want to disturb you while you were thinking."
An Shixia felt that she had been somewhat ungrateful.
What could Brother Yu have done wrong? He just didn't want to bother me. I shouldn't have spoken to him in a complaining tone.
She immediately smiled at Yan Lingyu: "Brother Yu, you're so kind. I'll play the piano for you right now."
An Shixia sat next to the piano, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on her, making her look like a fairy descending to earth to undergo tribulation.
Yan Lingyu was stunned and couldn't help but take out his phone to take a picture.
But he felt that using a mobile phone was far from enough, so he went to the next room, took out a video camera, fixed it in front of the piano, and turned on the recording function.
An Shixia had already adjusted her tone. She looked at Yan Lingyu and said, "Brother Yu, I'm going to start now."
An Shixia's fingertips danced lightly across the black and white keys, the melody clear and bright, the rhythm light and airy, like children running on a meadow, their laughter scattering across the ground. Every note carried a smile.
Slowly, the melody faltered, the piano music gradually faded, dark clouds loomed over the city, and sadness filled An Shixia's face. Yan Lingyu, for some reason, felt a pang of heartache from it.
A slight rise in pitch is like An Shixia waking up from a dream, her fingertips becoming light again, and the melody rising once more, no longer the initial innocence, but the clarity and determination that comes after experiencing tears.
As the last note of the zither faded away, Yan Lingyu remained lost in thought for a long time.
He recognized the music; it was describing them.
Xiaxia, this is how they wrote their story into the music.
"Brother Yu, is it nice to listen to?"
An Shixia asked nervously, afraid that Yan Lingyu wouldn't like it.
She spent a long time writing this piece and revised it many times before she was finally somewhat satisfied.
Yan Lingyu looked at An Shixia and felt a pang of heartache.
"Xiaxia, it sounds great, I really like it."
"So, did you hear anything?"
An Shixia was still very nervous. She sat next to the piano and put a little force on her hands.
Yan Lingyu walked to her side, squatted down, and gently took her hand: "Xiaxia, this is our story, but you haven't written the ending yet."
"Because we have a long future ahead of us."
Yan Lingyu lowered his eyes, his gaze sharp and intense, making An Shixia's face flush.
"Let's... go down."
*
As they went downstairs, Yan Lingyu was still carrying her. Just as they reached the living room, the door outside clicked open, and a voice followed closely behind.
"Ling Yu, the necklace you asked me to photograph has been photographed."
She had barely finished speaking when she was stunned by what she saw.
Yan Lingyu was actually holding a girl, and he even had a smile on his face?
When did her son become so fond of smiling?
Could it be...
Lin Manjing shifted her gaze to An Shixia, a knowing smile appearing on her face.
Although she couldn't see the girl's face, she was already certain it was Xiaxia.
Yan Lingyu was surprised that Lin Manying would come at this time, and helplessly called out, "Mom."
An Shixia didn't dare to look up. Although Lin Manying was very kind to her, she felt too embarrassed to see Yan Lingyu hugging her.
Yan Lingyu tightly protected An Shixia, trying his best to prevent Lin Manjing from seeing her.
Although Lin Manjing didn't understand the fun of young people, she knew she was a third wheel. She casually put the box she was holding on the cabinet by the door and chuckled awkwardly, "Oh, well, I just remembered there's a pot boiling in the water. I'll go now, you guys continue."
Without any hesitation, he slammed the door shut. The moment the door closed, an exaggerated smile appeared on his face, and he immediately took out his phone and sent a message.
[Yinyin! Our favorite couple has finally become a real couple!!]
Xiao Yin, who was wearing a face mask at home, suddenly sat up. Her first reaction was to laugh, and the face mask fell off her face from laughing.
***
An Shixia patted Yan Lingyu on the back: "I'll get down and walk by myself."
Yan Lingyu stopped holding her and put her down, making sure she was standing firmly before letting go.
"I'm going back now."
However, before she could take two steps, Yan Lingyu reached out and grabbed her arm: "Wait!"
"What's wrong?"
"I have something else to give you."
Yan Lingyu walked behind the door, picked up the box that Lin Manjing had just brought, opened it, and found a sapphire necklace inside.
The gemstone wasn't particularly large, but it sparkled and matched An Shixia's dress perfectly.
Yan Lingyu carefully tidied the strands of hair around An Shixia's neck and gently placed the necklace around her neck.
The necklace felt cool, like water droplets falling on my collarbone.
An Shixia looked down at it; it was beautiful, and she liked it very much.
Is it pretty?
Yan Lingyu's voice rang out from above.
An Shixia looked up and saw the amazement in Yan Lingyu's eyes. She couldn't help but tiptoe and gently kiss him on the face.
Yan Lingyu's gaze changed instantly, becoming like ink scorched by fire, abruptly gathering all its fluidity.
"Xiaxia".
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