wisteria
How can I describe it? At this moment, Shen Anxia is as beautiful as a wisteria princess.
A purple silk gown draped her slender figure, like wisteria blossoms in the twilight woven into moonlight, shimmering with the unique, subtle sheen of silk. Her snow-white skin appeared as smooth as milk against the purple gown, her collarbones were clearly defined, her chest was faintly visible, and her long hair, unadorned, cascaded naturally down her chest, then curved into an arc and fell to her waist.
"Does it look good?" Shen Anxia lifted her skirt and twirled around.
"You're so beautiful, my sister!" Shen Anyi stood up and walked towards Shen Anxia.
Zhao Ping also went over: "Mom will curl your hair again in a bit, and you'll look even better."
Shen Ke laughed heartily and praised, "Your mother has excellent taste."
Yang Zheng couldn't take his eyes off Shen Anxia for a second. He felt his throat was dry and parched. It wasn't until Shen Anxia spun around twice and playfully made a peace sign at him that Yang Zheng came back to his senses and smiled at her.
“Sister, I also have a gift for you,” Shen Anyi walked back to the sofa, picked up another box and handed it to Shen Anxia. “The girls in my class all say this perfume smells really good, you should try it.”
Shen Anxia took the box and took out a bottle of pink perfume tied with a black bow, emphasizing: "The girls in your class."
"Oh dear!" Shen Anyi said awkwardly, "Don't worry about these details."
Shen Anxia sprayed a little on her wrist: "Smells good, this color is so girly! Thank you, Ayi."
Shen Anyi was in a good mood: "I'm glad you like it, sis!"
"Anxia, I also have a gift for you." Yang Zheng took out a box and handed it to Shen Anxia.
Shen Anxia took the box and opened it to find a complete set of pearl jewelry, each pearl gleaming with a crystalline luster.
"So beautiful." Shen Anxia's eyes sparkled.
Zhao Ping also said happily, "This goes perfectly with Xiaxia's dress."
Yang Zheng also thought they looked good together and asked Shen Anxia, "Shall I put it on for you?"
Shen Anxia smiled sweetly: "Okay."
With her jewelry on and her hair combed, Shen Anxia truly resembled a wisteria flower bathed in moonlight.
Zhao Ping, Shen Anxia, and Shen Anyi all looked at Shen Ke. Yang Zheng noticed the expressions of the three of them and looked at Shen Ke with the same confusion.
Shen Ke chuckled awkwardly twice: "Well... I forgot."
"ah?"
"Forgot??"
Zhao Ping and Shen Anyi both looked incredulous.
“Dad, you are the best dad in the world. Bringing Mom and Ayi to be my family is the greatest gift you could give me,” Shen Anxia immediately said, trying to defuse the situation.
"Hahahaha—" Shen Ke burst into a series of laughs, pulled Shen Anxia into his arms, and said with satisfaction, "It still has to be my daughter, but how could Daddy forget my daughter's birthday!"
Shen Ke took out a small square box from behind the sofa and handed it to Shen Anxia: "A gift from Dad."
Shen Anxia took the box, opened it, and saw that it was a rose gold watch.
“If you don’t like it, you can exchange it. There’s also a green dial and a blue dial,” Chen Ke said.
“I like it, no need to change it.” Shen Anxia picked up the watch and held it up to her wrist.
"Shall we go eat?" Shen Ke suggested.
"Let's take a few photos first. When we come back from dinner, the flowers and balloons won't look as nice as they do now," Zhao Ping said.
“Yes, yes, let’s take one together first,” Shen Ke agreed.
The family, including Yang Zheng, either alone or as a group, took enough photos and then headed straight to the restaurant.
The Shen family booked a large restaurant, which was decorated with a purple theme for the birthday party. The family celebrated a wonderful birthday for Shen Anxia there.
It was already afternoon when they came out of the restaurant. Yang Zheng insisted on taking Shen Anxia back to Xinfeng, saying he would come back the next morning and take Shen Anyi back to school as well.
Zhao Ping and Shen Ke told Shen Anxia and Shen Anyi to take good care of themselves while they were away and to call home every day to let them know they were safe. After Shen Anxia and Shen Anyi agreed, they also told Yang Zheng to come home for dinner when he was free in the evening.
After giving them the instructions, Shen Anxia and Shen Anyi picked up their luggage and set off with Yang Zheng.
As Zhao Ping watched Yang Zheng's car disappear around the corner, he sighed, "That kid took away the two most important people in my life."
Shen Ke hugged Zhao Ping: "Let's think about it this way. From now on, there will be one more person in our lives."
“That’s true, it’s like having an extra son, which is good.” Zhao Ping was suddenly comforted.
Yang Zheng drove directly to Shen Anyi's school and, together with Shen Anxia, escorted Shen Anyi to her dormitory.
After dropping off Shen Anyi, Yang Zheng completed his task for the first time and leisurely drove with Shen Anxia to Xinfeng.
By the time they arrived in Xinfeng, it was already completely dark. The two strolled hand in hand through the shopping district of Xinfeng, sitting and eating wherever they happened to be. When they got tired, they returned to their rented room.
"This May Day holiday went by so fast." Shen Anxia leaned against Yang Zheng's chest as the two chatted while watching TV.
"Are you tired?" Yang Zheng put his arm around Shen Anxia's slender waist and gently rubbed it.
"There's a bit of excitement, but also a bit of apprehension about the instability we'll be facing soon," Shen Anxia said casually to Yang Zheng.
Yang Zheng was slightly taken aback when he heard this. The An Xia of the past would never have shown the slightest vulnerability in front of him, nor would she have relied on him so much.
Yang Zheng hugged her tightly: "I'm here, Anxia. You don't need to think about anything. The road to Yi'an is all paved. Now we're just waiting for you to handle Xinfeng's affairs. I'll contact Uncle Zhang again in a couple of days and ask him to help arrange a meeting with the troupe leader. I'll take care of everything. Just be yourself, live the simple life you've always loved, stand on the stage you love, dance the dances you love. As for the rest of your time, whether you want to travel far away, try delicious food, or fall in love, I'll let you have your way. It's enough that you're always by my side."
Shen Anxia felt a warmth in her heart. After all, she had always preferred a peaceful and ordinary life. But... she asked, "Yang Zheng, you've seen my life. It's really monotonous. Don't you find it boring?"
This seemed to be the second time An Xia had asked him this question. On this point, words seemed unconvincing. Yang Zheng said, "When you go back to Yi'an, take a good look at me and see if you find my life boring."
"Okay, then we'll take a good look at each other then."
"If we go back to Yi'an," Yang Zheng asked tentatively, "we can have dinner at your house and then go back to Peacock City to stay together?"
Shen Anxia looked up at him: "..."
“You live on the east side, and I live on the west side,” Yang Zheng quickly added.
"You want to come to my house for dinner tonight?" Shen Anxia asked, somewhat incredulously.
"I already told Uncle Shen this morning that I'd come to your house for dinner tomorrow when I get back," Yang Zheng said with a smile.
"..." Shen Anxia was a little worried. "Why don't you think about it carefully? After all, my parents aren't good cooks."
"So that's what you're worried about. What's the big deal? I'll just cook." Yang Zheng didn't feel embarrassed at all.
"Whatever makes you happy." Shen Anxia said, indicating that she didn't understand but respected.
"What about going back to Peacock City together?"
"Hmm... I'll think about it."
"good!"
Yang Zheng slept on the sofa again for another night. He got up early in the morning, told Shen Anxia, and drove back to Yi'an.
Shen Anxia's fame had soared in Xinfeng over the past six months, so her sudden mention of resigning left the troupe leader somewhat bewildered, given how hard Shen Anxia had worked to stay with the troupe.
However, Shen Anxia did not mention that she had been invited by the Yi'an Dance Troupe, only saying that it was for personal reasons.
The resignation letter was suppressed.
Shen Anxia wasn't in a hurry; normally, these kinds of reports would take a month to be approved.
Shen Anxia continued her daily training and performances as usual, without mentioning to anyone that she had applied for resignation.
As expected, Yang Zheng went to the Shen family's house for dinner every night, and Shen Anxia felt that the three of them got along quite well, even through the screen.
On a Tuesday in mid-May, Yang Zheng mysteriously called Shen Anxia, saying he had a surprise for her.
Shen Anxia found it amusing. What kind of surprise could this person possibly give her? Order takeout for her?
That evening, Yang Zheng video-called Shen An: "An Xia, open the door for me."
Shen Anxia was suddenly a little confused: "...Which door?" Today isn't Friday, nor is it a day when Yang Zheng can come to Xinfeng, right? It can't be her Xinfeng door, can it?
Shen Anxia looked at Yang Zheng's video background and asked incredulously, "Where are you?"
Yang Zheng gestured to Shen Anxia with the key in his hand in front of the camera: "I came in by myself!"
Shen Anxia was finally certain that Yang Zheng had come to Xinfeng. She quickly walked from the bedroom to the living room. As soon as she reached the entrance, Yang Zheng opened the door a crack by himself.
But he didn't come in immediately.
Before the video call ended, Yang Zheng asked again, "Am I in?"
Shen Anxia pushed open the door and looked at Yang Zheng with surprise, saying, "Isn't today Tuesday? Why are you here today!"
Yang Zheng entered the room, picked up Shen Anxia in a one-handed, fatherly embrace, and carried her to the sofa.
“Come for training, ten days.” Yang Zheng took off his backpack, sat on the sofa, and put his arm around Shen Anxia, who was sitting in his lap.
"Why didn't you say so before!" Shen Anxia's eyes were still filled with surprise as she struggled to get up from Yang Zheng's lap.
Yang Zheng hugged Shen Anxia tightly and buried his head in her neck: "Anxia, let me hug you."
Shen Anxia obediently stopped struggling, but still asked him, "Is your company coming here for training?"
"As for myself, I applied as soon as I heard it was for Xinfeng," Yang Zheng said proudly.
"Can I come just because I've applied?"
"I've been trying for a long time," Yang Zheng said indistinctly, his breath tickling Shen Anxia's neck.
"Did you come by high-speed rail?" Shen Anxia thought, her company should reimburse her travel expenses.
"Driving, since it'll be two weeks, it'll be a good opportunity to experience what it's like to be in the same city as my girlfriend, picking her up and dropping her off every day." Yang Zheng couldn't wait to think about it.
"Commuting to and from get off work?" Shen Anxia asked. "Where are you training?"
"It's two streets away from you."
“It’s so close,” Shen Anxia suddenly realized, “No wonder you didn’t come over over the weekend. I thought you really had something to do.”
"Something really happened, so I hired a renovation company and had the third floor renovated," Yang Zheng explained.
"They didn't tell me that! Don't we video chat every day?" Shen Anxia was speechless.
"These are all surprises, I didn't have to tell you suddenly." Yang Zheng lifted his head from Shen Anxia's neck and looked at her with a smile.
Shen Anxia didn't dwell on why Yang Zheng had surprised her with his renovation, and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"without."
Shen Anxia asked curiously, "Don't they provide meals during the training?"
"I'll provide meals, but I wanted to spend more time with you, so I took a day off to come over."
"Shall we cook some noodles? I haven't eaten yet." Shen Anxia helped Yang Zheng stand up.
“Hmm,” Yang Zheng also stood up.
The two walked to the kitchen together, and Yang Zheng huddled behind Shen Anxia to look at what was in the refrigerator with her.
"Tomato and egg noodles? Won't that be too much of a sacrifice for you?" Shen Anxia turned around and asked Yang Zheng.
After all, the food must be good when you're out for training.
Yang Zheng thought this noodle dish was better than the various buffets at the training institution, and ruffled Shen Anxia's hair: "Okay."
Yang Zheng reached over Shen Anxia's head, took out two eggs from the egg carton, and then took out two tomatoes. He skillfully made a hot noodle soup in Shen Anxia's kitchen and served two bowls to the table.
"Do we have to attend training sessions on weekends too?" Shen Anxia asked.
"I don't have training on weekends, so I can spend time with you."
Shen Anxia said apologetically, "But I have rehearsals this weekend, and there's a big event next Friday that our group is going to perform at."
"Does the rehearsal last all day?"
"Go in the afternoon, about three hours each day on Saturday and Sunday."
"Then I can keep you company in the morning, and wait for you backstage in the afternoon."
"Okay." Shen Anxia then thought of another question: "Will the training include a hotel?"
"It's arranged, but I asked my superiors for leave. I'll come over tonight to keep you company—you just said the performance is on Friday?"
"Yes, Friday night."
Seeing the strange expression on Yang Zheng's face, Shen Anxia asked, "What's wrong?"
"I was thinking that I have a dinner party on Friday and it would be difficult to ask for leave, so I won't be able to go see your performance."
"There will be many opportunities when I return to Yi'an."
Yang Zheng still felt regretful, but there was nothing he could do. After all, he came to Xinfeng for training with a mission, and there were some activities he had to participate in.
After dinner, the two chatted for a while, roughly planning their itinerary for late May and early June, and then went to bed.
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