Chapter 42
"You're so kind? You even left me breakfast?" Cheng Yanjin was somewhat flattered when Lin Langyi kindly and amiably pushed him into the room.
"Yes, Brother Yu bought it. It seems he bought it for everyone."
He was bewildered: "No, I just saw Feng Congning and the others eating in the dining hall."
Lin Langyi paused, glanced at him sideways, and said nothing more.
Cheng Yanjin has always had a good appetite. He walked to the table and, without even having a chance to unpack the new chopsticks, directly picked up a steamed dumpling with Lin Langyi's chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing, he closed his eyes and sighed deeply, "It's pork filling! It's pork filling!"
Lin Langyi snatched the chopsticks from his hand, took apart a new pair, and slapped them hard on the back of his hand: "The pair I used."
"What does it matter?" He pulled his hand back, but obediently switched chopsticks. "Do you still want to eat?"
"I won't eat."
"What's wrong with using your chopsticks? I'll eat your... ne..." His face suddenly turned red, and the last "ne" was uttered with great hesitation, as he himself became embarrassed.
Lin Langyi went straight to the point, touching the back of his hand with the bandage on it, and asked in a soft voice, "Does it still hurt?"
He stuffed another steamed dumpling into his mouth and shook his head: "It's okay, don't worry."
"Your band-aid is soaked through, shall I change it for you?" Lin Langyi said, and was about to peel it off for him.
Cheng Yanjin reacted strongly, covering his hand and moving it away to prevent her from touching it: "No, it's okay, just leave it on."
If you tear it open and see his hand completely scraped by the cement floor, how will he explain it?
Did he slip and fall on flat ground at the temple last night?
They said he used the back of his hand as a piece of clothing while scrubbing clothes on the washboard?
She finally got drunk and knew nothing when asked, and she's always been quick-witted, so this gave her away.
Lin Langyi looked at him with worried eyes, her tone unusually gentle: "But it looks like it hurts a lot. I have some new waterproof bandages in my bag, shall I get you a new one?"
Cheng Yanjin was easily charmed by her gentle and considerate manner and a few words. He held his injured hand high in the air, hesitated for a moment, and did not say no.
Lin Langyi tiptoed and very skillfully placed one hand on his chest muscle, giving him a quick kiss.
Cheng Yanjin's eyes widened slightly, and he even stopped eating breakfast, staring blankly down at her.
Lin Langyi hooked her arm around his neck and stroked his nape from top to bottom repeatedly, like grooming a large dog: "Doesn't it hurt from being soaked in water? It looks so painful to me. Shall I change it for you?"
He swallowed the steamed dumpling he had barely chewed, his throat aching, but his arm obediently drooped down and was offered to her, as if he had been coaxed into a daze: "Actually, it's really nothing."
The band-aid had become limp and almost lost its stickiness after being soaked in water. Although Lin Langyi was fussing over her precious darling, she showed no mercy and tore it off in one swift motion.
The back of his hand was grotesquely grotesque, with a large patch of skin scraped and torn, and even tender red flesh exposed to the air; it looked painful.
She gasped.
Of course, it doesn't look like the kind of scratching that happens when you're having too much fun.
She stared for a while, her expression gradually darkening.
Cheng Yanjin thought he was thick-skinned and didn't react much. But when he saw her staring at the back of his hand for a long time without any reaction, he finally managed to pull himself out of the seductive kiss. He was so scared that he stopped eating with his chopsticks and emphasized, "I accidentally scratched it on the door frame. I didn't turn on the light and didn't see it clearly."
The lights aren't on?
Lin Langyi examined it twice more. If, as he said, the door frame was first scratched with fingernails and then rubbed like this, then the original marks would indeed be invisible.
"Let me take care of it for you." Her face was unreadable; she simply turned to rummage through her bag. "I have disposable iodine swabs. I'll disinfect it for you before putting it back on."
Cheng Yanjin carefully let out a sigh of relief: "Oh, okay."
He saw that she had indeed dragged a chair in front of him as usual, and made him sit down. She held his hand, carefully removed five or six iodine swabs to disinfect them, blew on them to dry them, and then carefully applied several band-aids.
Cheng Yanjin felt relieved, and his appetite returned. He devoured the rest of his breakfast in a flash, and then happily accepted the full cup of soy milk handed to him by Lin Langyi, tilting his head back and gulping down more than half of it.
"Cough cough..." He jolted as soon as the powder entered his mouth, his shoulders hunched and he curled up. "It's so hot... Why is it so bland? How much water did they use to mix the bean powder? The boss has no conscience in business."
Lin Langyi looked at the sweat on his forehead with satisfaction, and was about to do it again when she explained, "No, I was afraid it would get cold by the time you drank it, so I divided one cup into two cups and added half a cup of hot water to each."
Cheng Yanjin choked up, giving her a speechless look.
"Are you hot?" Lin Langyi rested her chin on her hand, her gaze boldly sweeping over his body from head to toe in front of his face. "There's no one here, why don't you take your clothes off?"
Cheng Yanjin choked on the remaining half cup of soy milk because of this sentence. He quickly grabbed two tissues to cover his mouth, but Lin Langyi had already stepped forward and started to take off his clothes. He was so nervous that he pressed his clothes firmly to his chest, like a chaste and virtuous husband.
She sat down on his lap quite naturally, feeling the taut, firm muscles beneath her, and frowned, looking aggrieved: "I was worried you were hot..."
"It's all because of you!" He said this weakly, without any threat whatsoever. He just crumpled his clothes and said nervously, "Sit still!"
Lin Langyi smiled and sat on his lap, shifting forward a couple of times. Seeing the veins in his neck bulging, she obediently said, "Sit properly."
Seeing that he was still trying to hold on, she made a move to push forward again. She had only moved slightly when he suddenly bent back, quickly reached under her armpits and scooped her up, turned around and immediately put her back on the bed. Then he took two steps back, his face flushed, and said, "I have to go to the main hall for class later, so don't mess around."
Lin Langyi looked at him for a while: "Didn't you also miss class last night?"
Cheng Yanjin made a desperate attempt: "Who said I didn't have class last night? I did!"
A long silence followed.
Lin Langyi kept her gaze fixed on his face, not daring to miss the slightest change in his expression.
"You got in?" She looked at him calmly. "How did you get in? Do you have a shadow clone?"
Cheng Yanjin had no idea where he had slipped up; he just kept stubbornly refusing to admit it, insisting that she had wronged him.
“Okay…” Lin Langyi suddenly broke into a warm smile, tilting her head, “I was just kidding you. I was drunk last night and don’t know anything.”
So that's how it is... I knew it!
Cheng Yanjin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that he had just managed to hold up the precarious truth wall and hadn't been tricked into confessing by her words.
"I finished my class properly before coming back to sleep, okay?" he said, his tone both unreasonable and defiant. "With so many people around, how could I dare to slip away? If you don't believe me, I ran into Brother Yu when I came back. Go ask him!"
"You ran into him when you came back?" Lin Langyi seemed more interested in this question. "After class, when I was about to rest... it should have been around 9:45 PM."
"Yes, is there a problem? When I met Brother Yu back then, he said he also needed to rest."
Lin Langyi suddenly asked another question: "Did you two drink yesterday?"
"I had a little bit, just a tiny bit, Brother Yu..." Cheng Yanjin slammed on the brakes. He hadn't seen Yuan Chuyu drink while he was there, and he didn't know if he had drunk any after he left.
Lin Langyi is still waiting for his reply.
Cheng Yanjin gritted his teeth, thinking that Yuan Chuyu usually didn't drink much, and unless the occasion required it, he directly bet: "Brother Yu didn't drink."
"Oh." Lin Langyi lowered her eyes, seemingly lost in thought.
He wanted to slip away, so he glanced at his watch and said, "I'm leaving now. I have something to do. If you need me, go to the main hall."
Lin Langyi waved his hand.
The room quieted down, and she sat quietly by the bed for a while before slowly getting out of bed and walking to her luggage, rummaging through the bag she had brought with her yesterday.
Nothing inside has changed, except for one box of T.
One box contains four. Yesterday, we went there around 8 o'clock, and by the time we finished, even she was so dizzy and couldn't remember what time it was.
"Lin Langyi! Lin Langyi! Why are you still sleeping? Come out and play!" Suddenly, there was a loud banging on the door, and Zhuang Lan called out from outside.
Lin Langyi pulled her bag and said "Coming, coming" as she went to open the door.
"Let's go. We said we'd go for a walk in the mountains. Didn't you say yesterday you wanted to go to the top of the waterfall?" Zhuang Lan looked a little exasperated. "And today we really are going to the waterfall. Why do you all like to take this kind of wilderness survival route?"
"Us?" Lin Langyi originally planned to take a nap after dinner, but after getting up and having breakfast, she was wide awake. So she decided to travel light and closed the door as they went out together. "Who else likes special forces-style travel? I'll team up with her next time."
“Yuan Chuyu,” Zhuang Lan has now started to pronounce his full name, “when we said we wanted to go for a walk, he asked if we wanted to go up to the waterfall, because sometimes there are rainbows there.”
Lin Langyi responded with an "Oh" and smiled, "That's truly fate."
The group of people walked up the mountain in twos and threes. Miss Zhuang Lan threw a tantrum and kept complaining that she hadn't brought waterproof shoes, which allowed the others to get there first and disappear one by one.
Lin Langyi glanced behind her and saw that Yuan Chuyu and Lin Xiangshuo were following them at a distance.
Lin Xiangshuo kept talking, pulling Yuan Chuyu to look up and raise his eyebrows as he talked about the impressive closing results of the first day of the commodity market, while Yuan Chuyu kept his gaze on the ground and occasionally chimed in with a few words.
"Are your shoes uncomfortable?" Lin Langyi turned her gaze to Zhuang Lan, her face showing concern. "Then let's walk slowly. We're just out for a stroll anyway, we don't necessarily have to go all the way up to the waterfall. If you get tired later, we'll head back."
Zhuang Lan was indeed annoyed that the lush path had covered her pretty shoes in mud. She walked to a pile of fallen leaves and rubbed the mud off her shoes, saying, "Didn't you want to go up? Then go ahead."
“Okay, but we can walk slowly.” Lin Langyi observed Zhuang Lan’s slightly out-of-breath appearance. “I see you’re a little out of breath.”
Zhuang Lan, who is most susceptible to provocation, resolutely refused: "Who said that? I can walk very well!"
She grabbed Lin Langyi's arm and went into berserk mode, charging forward with reckless abandon, only able to hear Lin Langyi's occasional reminders:
"left."
"That road is the shortcut."
"Turn right, watch your step."
The two of them rushed forward, taking a shortcut and completely separating themselves from the main group. Although Zhuang Lan was already panting and drenched in sweat, she didn't say a word about not being able to walk anymore. She gritted her teeth and walked all the way to the waterfall cliff in one go for the second half of the journey.
The roar of water filled my ears; the source of the waterfall was a calm, emerald-green lake in a deep ravine, like an eye opening in the cliff face. Beside it was a large rock with the four characters "饮水思源" (When you drink water, remember its source) carved on it.
"It's so hot..." Zhuang Lan scooped up a handful of water and washed her face to cool down. She turned to look at Lin Langyi and was surprised to find that she was also panting slightly against the big rock, with fine sweat on her forehead.
"I thought you were some kind of champion after seeing how much stamina you had when you played water polo last time. Are you out of breath today too?"
Lin Langyi stretched her sore legs: "I didn't sleep well last night, which affected my performance today."
Zhuang Lan stared at her, as if she were looking at a sloth, speechless: "You got drunk at six o'clock and went to sleep. Isn't a whole night enough for you to sleep?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than someone else came up. Lin Langyi turned her head and saw Lin Xiangshuo fanning himself with his hand.
So what happens next...?
"Why are you two running so fast? It's like you're being chased by a tiger, I can't keep up with you." After coming up, Lin Xiangshuo went straight to the water source and washed his face twice.
Lin Langyi pretended not to see the man following calmly behind her and asked Lin Xiangshuo with focused attention, "Why are you taking this road too?"
Lin Xiangshuo: "Just follow you guys, like rabbits running away. If you don't see them for a second, they'll be nowhere to be found. Luckily, Brother Yuan kept an eye on things and pointed out the way you took this road."
"I feel so relieved." Lin Langyi opened her mouth as if suddenly realizing something, and said with a smile, "Whether we walk fast or slow, you will cover our retreat, so we don't have to worry about getting lost."
Suddenly, a handkerchief was offered to her. Lin Langyi glanced at it and saw Yuan Chuyu standing in front of her, shielding her from the blazing sun. He handed the handkerchief forward and asked softly, "Are you tired?"
Lin Langyi looked up at him with a smile on her lips, gracefully accepted the handkerchief, and used it to wipe her face. The handkerchief had a faint fragrance of spices that was no longer unfamiliar.
"It's quite tiring." She held the handkerchief without returning it, and took a dramatic breath. "My legs are sore, and my back is sore too."
His eyelashes trembled slightly. He didn't look at her, but instead lowered his eyelids slightly. His eyes, like disturbed spring water, had a gentle, submissive quality: "You're walking too fast. Go and rest in the shade of the tree over there."
"I can't walk anymore..." She leaned against the "Remembering the Source of Water" sign, acting like a complete idiot. "I can't walk at all. I'll only move if someone carries me."
He didn't move or say anything to refuse; he simply stood there, shielding her from the sun.
"Oh no!" Zhuang Lan suddenly stood up abruptly. "Lin Langyi, did you bring sunscreen? I washed my face and realized I didn't bring any!"
Lin Langyi turned her clothes inside out and pulled them out: "Do I look like I brought anything with me?"
"Ugh, I'm going to get a tan! I need to go to the shade!" Zhuang Lan complained. "My dad is so dark-skinned, and Zhuang Chengye is too. I can't get a tan."
She ran straight into the woods. Lin Xiangshuo was also feeling unbearably hot. He had always been in poor physical condition, and seeing this, he also walked under the shade of the trees. When he passed the big rock, he shouted to Lin Langyi, "What are you doing standing in the sun? Come here."
"You're here," Lin Langyi replied with a smile, but her eyes were fixed on the motionless man in front of her.
After the footsteps had completely faded away, she was still facing the man in front of her.
The wind carried a wave of heat, but it did nothing to cool her down. Her gaze traveled slowly from his brows and eyes down to his tightly buttoned collar, and she smiled gently: "Brother Yu, are you having another allergic reaction?"
Yuan Chuyu paused for a moment: "What?"
"Here." She suddenly took a step forward, reducing the already small distance between them to almost nothing. Her fingers traced his prominent Adam's apple, scratching it with her nails before she immediately stepped back.
"It's red, like an allergic reaction."
She tilted her head, twisted the handkerchief into a strand around her fingers, watched his Adam's apple bob a few times, and asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"
The air seemed to slow down, as if it had stopped moving. Yuan Chuyu stared at her intently for a long while before slowly raising his hand. His fingertips rested on the buttons on the crisp collar of her shirt, and he slowly and deliberately moved them one by one, finally pressing the top button on.
He kept his eyes half-closed, staring at her, his hands moving slowly and deliberately as he unbuttoned a button—
The well-concealed secret was gradually revealed, and the slightly raised red mark below his Adam's apple remained vivid, giving off a decadent feeling against his fair skin.
He didn't stop, continuing to slowly unbutton his clothes, revealing more of his jade-like skin, which was covered with tiny marks.
He stopped at the third button, his arms hanging loosely at his sides, staring at her with his dark, inky eyes, his tone detached: "It's an allergy."
Lin Langyi leaned against the large rock, feeling the rock burning hot from the scorching sun, its surface stinging against her skin.
She nodded, her tone flat: "Then the allergy must be quite severe."
After she finished speaking, she stood up straight and started to walk to the side, but before she could take a step, someone grabbed her sleeve.
She turned her head, and Yuan Chuyu clenched his fist, grasping her wrist through her clothes, and slowly squatted down in front of her: "Weren't you supposed to carry me?"
She remained silent, and so did he.
She didn't move, and neither did he.
The clouds in the sky obscured the sun, like a gray curtain falling weightlessly, briefly casting a shadow.
Lin Langyi suddenly broke into a smile, dispersing the thin, stagnant air from before: "How can I let you carry me? I didn't mistake you for someone else. Apart from Cheng Yanjin, how could I possibly give orders to anyone else?"
She forcefully broke free from his grasp and headed back the way she came: "I just realized I didn't put on sunscreen either, so I'm heading back now. You guys have fun."
She walked quickly and hurriedly, eventually almost jogging, her heavy footsteps rustling through the fallen leaves, yet she could never shake off the tail behind her.
Yuan Chuyu's attitude of not distancing himself from her but instead getting closer was something she had not expected.
She thought to herself that she had vaguely felt something that night, and now it was just a confirmation. Afterwards, she thought that since they were all adults, everyone knew what was going on. Yesterday was yesterday, and today is today, so they should just keep quiet about it.
Since the enemy doesn't move, I won't move either. As long as he's smart enough to pretend he doesn't know and keeps quiet about it in the future, she can continue to advance the cooperation with him in a normal manner.
Yes, yes, and there's also collaboration.
These words did not comfort her; instead, they stirred up a sense of irritability within her.
But the problem is that he doesn't seem to think that way.
She thought they would both tacitly move on from the matter, but to her surprise, he had no intention of hiding it at all and revealed the truth to her directly, both openly and subtly.
Why make things so clear? Can't you just play dumb like her?
If he does this, how can she regain the initiative...?
Her mind raced, and she had a rough idea of what to do. Without even looking where she was going, she turned to the side, and the next second she missed a step, swayed violently twice, and almost fell over when her knee buckled.
"Watch out!" Yuan Chuyu took two steps forward, grabbed her shoulders and pulled her close. The next moment, a sharp gust of wind blew, and a crisp "snap" rang in her ears.
Before Lin Langyi could even stand up straight, she spun around and slapped him. She used all her strength in that slap, but her aim was off; half of her hand hit his jawbone.
Even so, a faint half-palm print still appeared on his profile.
Yuan Chuyu didn't even frown. He held her tightly, afraid she would fall. He lowered his head and spoke in his usual gentle and refined tone, with a hint of coaxing.
He asked, "Did you twist your ankle?"
Lin Langyi glanced at him coldly. Now that she had slapped him, there was no need to hide anything: "Did I mistake you for someone else? Did you mistake me for someone else too?"
He knelt down to examine her ankle: "I didn't mistake her for someone else."
Lin Langyi looked him down at him arrogantly: "I'm drunk, are you drunk too?"
He lifted her trouser leg slightly, ran his fingers over it lightly and gently, carefully examining her before replying, "I haven't been drinking. I've been sober the whole time, sober enough to know it's you, and sober enough to know what I'm doing."
He was relieved to see that she hadn't twisted her ankle, but he didn't get up. He just squatted down and looked up at her with his face tilted slightly down, giving him a pitiful and sorrowful look.
"You knew?" Lin Langyi sneered. "So you were waiting for me in Cheng Yanjin's room? How interesting. You said at the banquet that you wouldn't take Cheng Yanjin's nonsense to heart, so what are you doing now?"
"Yuan Chuyu, do you know what you're doing? You're really willing to go to great lengths for your brothers."
“It has nothing to do with Cheng Yanjin’s nonsense.” He looked at her calmly and composedly, his fingers still resting on her ankle. “Lin Langyi, this is between you and me. My decision is my own business and has nothing to do with him.”
He said, "He never existed between you and me."
“I could not have done these things just because of one sentence he said. Before he said those nonsense, long before that, I, I…” A glint appeared on his pupils, and he lowered his eyelashes slightly, his eyes filled with a myriad of emotions, like ripples spreading across a broken lake.
Lin Langyi's worst suspicions were eliminated, and she gradually calmed down.
As long as it's not a honey trap, everything else is negotiable.
She felt a brief pang of regret after realizing she had most likely slept with the wrong person, but her pang of regret was about who the person was, whether they were difficult or unattractive.
When she guessed it was Yuan Chuyu, she even breathed a sigh of relief. This face and this figure were good enough, very good enough, and she was never the kind of person who would let these things affect her too much.
But then another question arises: if he is known to be self-disciplined and have a clean reputation, what was the reason for his absurd night?
Her first reaction was that Cheng Yanjin, that idiot dog, had done something so brainless that only a paramecium could do. She worried that if the "open relationship" also involved Yuan Chuyu, who was in cahoots with her, this capitalist might use some leverage to cut her share in business to fill Ying Yuan's pocket.
But now—
Lin Langyi still looked at the person in front of her with a cold and indifferent expression. Seeing his distraught face and his pleading and sad eyes, her suspicions slowly shifted to another level.
Really?
Did she give any signals?
Has she ever done anything that could be misunderstood?
But if that's the case, things actually become easier.
“Fine,” she said, taking a step back, leaning against the tree trunk, and glancing around. “Let’s just pretend this never happened.”
“Since you’re prone to allergies, you should be more careful in the future.” She thought she had made herself clear and stuck to the allergy theory. “Especially, don’t stay out overnight. Who knows if you’ll wake up with a rash all over your body after a night’s sleep.”
Yuan Chuyu didn't speak. After hearing these words, he lowered his shoulders and slowly opened his upper body back, looking at her with a composed expression.
Lin Langyi looked away, avoiding his burning gaze.
He raised his chin slightly, paused for two seconds, and then slowly stood up while staring at her face as she looked around.
He was tall and imposing, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a full head taller than her. He exuded a slightly intimidating aura when standing in front of her, even though he appeared relaxed. Lin Langyi knew he was in a bad mood.
"Pretend it never happened?" His voice was as soft as a leaf falling on water. "But I remember every single second of last night clearly."
Lin Langyi's eyelids twitched twice: "I don't remember."
He paused for a few seconds: "This is my first time."
Lin Langyi was exasperated by this remark and retorted, "If you value these things so much, then you shouldn't have given yourself away so easily yesterday."
She paused for a moment, then added with a stiff expression, "And it wasn't just once."
He didn't seem saddened by the loss of two, three, or four times. Instead, he lowered his eyes slightly, as if he were lost in some kind of emotionally stirring memory, distracted by the words.
He pursed his lips, revealing a hint of sweetness from falling in love, and said to her in a coquettish tone, "I'm willing."
Lin Langyi couldn't stand such words and turned her head away even more forcefully, wishing she could break her own neck.
Only then could he finally ask the question, with a hint of hesitation: "I didn't dare ask you today, are you alright?"
The question was asked in a low, soft voice, as if he were extremely embarrassed: "Is there anything that's bothering you?"
Lin Langyi rubbed the tip of her nose with her finger, her forehead throbbing, but she stubbornly maintained an indifferent expression, thinking that she couldn't reveal that she had had a blast last night.
She acted as if everything was fleeting, pretending that her back and legs weren't sore and that she could walk 20,000 meters without flinching: "It's nothing, I can still climb mountains today, and I can even climb to the top of the waterfall in one go."
After she clearly sensed those words, his gaze lingered on her even more intensely. He moved slightly closer to her, the fallen leaves beneath him rustling softly under his shoes.
He also placed one hand on the tree trunk, just two inches below her hand, as if he was determined to win.
"Okay, I'll know next time."
You'll know next time?!
What did he find out next time?
Does he want a next time?
Lin Langyi abruptly pulled her hand back from the tree trunk, still not satisfied, and then slapped his hand hard on the way.
His hand fell to the ground after being slapped, but he remained calm and composed. He silently hid his reddened hand behind his back, still standing close to her, looking down at her as she vented her anger.
“I know I took advantage of your vulnerability,” he said, feigning weakness and gazing at her with the forlorn look of someone betrayed by their beloved, revealing his feelings. “But I was the one who fell for you first. Since Cheng Yanjin can say such open things, he’s simply not suited for marriage. How can he tie you down like this? How unfair is that to you? He wants freedom, so why doesn’t he give you freedom first?”
"You are the freest one. What happens between us is none of his business."
"Go on, keep going." Lin Langyi nodded repeatedly, then turned her face back to glare at him. "I'll write it all down for you. I'll tell Cheng Yanjin when we get back tonight, so he can hear it too."
He remained completely calm and composed, saying, "He is indeed my brother, but I have a clear conscience. I have endured enough before this, and I believe I have been gentlemanly enough in avoiding suspicion. If he were not Cheng Yanjin, I would not have cared about him from the beginning and would have broken you up directly."
Lin Langyi was shocked by his domineering and unreasonable words. She adjusted her posture and carefully looked him over: "I plan to write this down and let Yingyuan's partners hear it. Yuan Chuyu, the future leader of Yingyuan, the model of life in everyone's eyes, can so fluently say the words 'break up others'."
"Go ahead," he said shamelessly. "I've already decided that I'll take the blame for everything, that's how it should be, as long as you don't..."
He looked at her with a sorrowful gaze, his eyes slightly downturned, giving him a pitiful appearance as if he had been used and then abandoned: "Don't say things like nothing happened between us."
"Listen carefully!" Lin Langyi held up one finger in front of him. "I am engaged to Cheng Yanjin, do you understand?"
"I know." His gaze fell lightly on her fingertips. For some reason, he shamelessly leaned down and quickly kissed her fingertips, like a blind man hopelessly in love. "I already knew. You don't need to remind me."
Lin Langyi abruptly withdrew her hand, too lazy to say anything more, and turned to continue walking down the mountain.
He continued to pester her, reminding her, "Zhuzhu, the sky is overcast, it might rain, shouldn't we stop and continue our journey?"
"Don't call me Zhuzhu!" Lin Langyi angrily cursed him, "Unless you want to get beaten up again!"
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