Chapter 41
But the person who said this had an innocent and righteous look on his face.
After meeting his clear eyes for a few seconds, Zhang Jusong turned her head away first. She felt her face getting hot, even her ears were burning. What the hell are you thinking about? She spat at herself secretly.
In order to cover up her mistake, she brushed the hair beside her ears, lowered her head and said, "This... isn't it a bit bad for the two of us to live in one room..."
"A house?" Xia Zhiheng raised his eyebrows in surprise. "It's a house with three bedrooms and two living rooms."
He seemed to realize something, his eyes widened slightly: "Ah, sister, do you want to be with me..."
"No!" Zhang Jusong glared at him, wanting to cover his mouth with his hands, "Don't let your imagination run wild."
After hearing what she said, Xia Zhiheng seemed embarrassed and avoided her gaze.
"Well," he glanced at her secretly, and then immediately looked away as if he was afraid of being caught, "I believe my sister won't do anything rash."
"Of course."
Zhang Jusong cleared her throat and tried to look serious. She was just thinking about what to say when she heard Xia Zhiheng sneeze twice while covering his mouth and leaning to the side, looking pitiful.
She immediately became anxious: "What's wrong? Did you catch a cold from being in the rain for too long?"
"No--" He sneezed again before he could finish his sentence.
Zhang Jusong searched the pockets of her nightgown and only found a crumpled napkin.
She stuffed the paper into Xia Zhiheng's hand, snatched the umbrella, and made a decision without further ado: "Which direction is your house? Lead the way."
Two people were huddled under an umbrella. The wind was blowing so hard that the umbrella had to be tilted against the wind, but rain still fell on their faces.
Looking at the road and carefully avoiding any loose bricks, a thought suddenly came to Zhang Jusong's mind: does this count as using an "umbrella" to weather the wind and rain?
She chuckled softly at the thought.
Xia Zhiheng asked: "What happy things did you think of?"
She was too embarrassed to say this thought out loud, so she looked at Xia Zhiheng and said something else that had just occurred to her: "I was thinking of 'Song in the Rain'."
This is a very old movie, which is praised as the greatest musical movie. The most exciting part of the movie is when the hero sings and dances to "Singin' in the Rain" in the pouring rain.
Ever since watching this movie, Zhang Jusong felt that although heavy rain is troublesome, it also has its lovely aspects.
Xia Zhiheng had obviously also seen "Singing in the Rain" and immediately added: "Singing in the rain."
"Hahaha," Zhang Jusong couldn't help laughing, "Your singing style is very creative. This is the original version."
She sang a cappella while turning her umbrella gently.
"Dududu...dudududu...I\'m singing in the rain, just singing in the rain. What a glorious feeling and I\'m happy again..."
Accompanied by the sound of rain, the girl's singing is playful and cute. She even taps her toes, with a kind of open-minded attitude of "Don't listen to the sound of leaves being blown by the wind, why not sing and walk slowly".
Xia Zhiheng couldn't take his eyes off her at all.
At the end of the song, he gave warm applause like the most devout audience.
Zhang Jusong was startled and looked around to see if there was anyone else. Fortunately, there was no one. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "What is it?"
"Sister, you sing so well!" Xia Zhiheng said sincerely.
Being stared at like that, she almost felt a little dizzy. She quickly calmed herself down and pointed ahead and said, "Are we almost there?"
It’s almost here indeed.
There is an automatic access control at the entrance of the community, and you need to swipe your card to enter.
Xia Zhiheng stopped and said, "Ah, I forgot to bring my access card."
Zhang Jusong saw his annoyance, but somehow she felt relieved. She asked, "What should we do? Is it impossible to get in?"
"We need to ask the security guard for help. It's okay at home, we have a smart lock installed. Even though I don't have the key with me, I just need to enter the password." Xia Zhiheng explained.
After verifying the owner's identity, the security guard helped to swipe the card, walked through the greenway shaded by flowers and trees, climbed two marble steps, entered the lobby of the apartment building with warm yellow chandeliers, verified the identity again, and then took the elevator.
Xia Zhiheng walked in front and stood in front of Room 1609.
Seeing that he was about to enter the password, Zhang Jusong was about to turn her back. Xia Zhiheng noticed her movement and said, "It's okay, the password... is your birthday."
Huh?
This was indeed beyond Zhang Jusong's expectation. She avoided the question and said, "Why do you tell others the password so casually? What if I want to steal something from your house?"
Xia Zhiheng twisted the brass doorknob and muttered, "The whole person is yours, what else is there to steal?"
"What did you say?"
"I said, welcome."
The lights were on, illuminating the entire room, and the wooden elements set the main style. Zhang Jusong felt familiar at first sight. Wasn't this the most popular home decoration style when she was a child? Her old home and Xia Zhiheng's original home were both in a similar style.
Xia Zhiheng searched the entrance hall and only found a pair of men's slippers. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was alone before and didn't prepare other slippers. I bought this as a spare pair and I haven't worn it. Why don't I go out and buy another pair of shoes?"
"No need." Zhang Jusong put on the slippers, which were a little big, but still wearable. She took two steps in her slippers to show him: "Look, it's okay. It's still raining outside. Don't bother."
She looked at Xia Zhiheng. She hadn't noticed it outside at first, but now under the light in the room, she felt that he was soaking wet and water could be wrung out of his clothes.
"You should go take a shower and change your clothes. It's no fun to have a cold."
Xia Zhiheng followed her gaze and nodded, "Okay, then sister, you take a rest first. There is drinking water over there, and the charger is on the bar. Just treat it as your own home."
He smiled and turned into the master bedroom.
Speaking of chargers, Zhang Jusong finally remembered his phone. As soon as he turned on the screen, he saw several unread messages, all from Annie, who was worried about her not being able to come back to the dormitory.
How should he reply? Zhang Jusong slumped down on the sofa, hesitated for a while, and decided to tell the truth.
"I missed the time o(╥﹏╥)o I won't go back to the dormitory today, I'll stay at my friend's house for one night."
After sending the message, she stared at the chat interface, praying that Annie would not ask, "Your friend couldn't be Xia Zhiheng." What should she do?
Two seconds later, Annie's reply arrived.
"be safe."
As expected of Annie, she is a person with high emotional intelligence! Zhang Jusong breathed a sigh of relief, feeling lucky that he had gotten away with it by not bringing his summer homework.
But the next second, Annie's new reply came: "I mean, 'safe' in every sense of the word."
For a full five seconds, Zhang Jusong's eyes stayed on the word "safety".
When she realized the deeper meaning of this sentence, her cheeks almost burned.
She replied randomly: "Okay."
Then immediately turn the phone upside down, adopting the “if I can’t see it, it doesn’t exist” approach, to avoid seeing any more irritating replies.
My sight lost focus, and my hearing became unusually sharp. The sound of running water could be heard faintly through the door.
The sound, which was originally very subtle, now lingered in my ears as if it had been enhanced.
Zhang Jusong suddenly felt a little uneasy.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
