Chapter 113 Zhou Yanchuan, please coax me.
"Why didn't Zhou Yanchuan come with you?" Li Yue asked curiously as they got on the elevator.
Wen Jiu paused slightly, then explained, "Something came up at his home unexpectedly."
Upon hearing about the family, Li Yue's expression changed. She had recently heard about something concerning the boy's family and was unsure whether she should tell the girl.
I want her to know, but I'm also afraid she'll find out.
Distracted, I linked arms with someone and walked forward, not realizing that we had accidentally wandered into the place where those people were playing cards.
It wasn't until he heard Xie Tinghe's voice coming from the room that he snapped out of his daze and hurriedly pulled the girl back.
"What's wrong?" Wen Jiu noticed that something was wrong with her and asked softly.
Looking at that gentle face, Li Yue finally shook her head: "It's nothing."
She thought she could delay it for as long as possible, but she didn't expect it to only last one day.
A torrential rain fell that night. At first, there were only a few muffled claps of thunder rolling over the ridge, and the next second, torrential rain rolled down from the sea of clouds.
The raindrops pattered against the dark green pine needles, creating a dense "rustling" sound. The crooked rain streaks outside the window blurred the view.
Wen Jiu stood by the window and could only see the entire mountain forest swaying in the wind and rain, the dark and light greens mixed together like a painting splashed with ink.
With such heavy rain, will Zhou Yanchuan be able to come tomorrow?
Wen Jiu fell asleep in the pouring rain, but slept very restlessly that night.
When I woke up the next day, there were several missed calls on my phone, which was on the bedside table.
She rubbed her eyes; the screen showed numerous calls from unknown numbers.
Wen Jiu doesn't usually answer calls from unknown numbers, but after so many calls, especially from Qingyang's number, she hesitated and dialed back. Surprisingly, no one answered.
"How strange," Wen Jiu muttered, and opened WeChat.
Ten minutes ago, Li Yue sent her a message saying that she was going to have dinner at the rooftop restaurant.
She replied "okay," got out of bed, and went to the bathroom.
Warm water dripped down her head, and Wen Jiu finally woke up.
That night, she dreamed that she and Zhou Yanchuan had broken up.
After tidying up briefly, Wen Jiu left the room.
She was looking at her phone as she got on the elevator and didn't notice the other people inside. She just saw the door was open and started to step forward.
Just as they were about to go up, they saw the people inside and suddenly stopped in their tracks.
The elevator doors closed in front of me.
He Shixu replayed the girl's retreating action in his mind and found it ridiculous. He wasn't going to eat her, and besides, he wouldn't force a little girl to do anything.
It started raining again that afternoon.
Wen Jiu thought Zhou Yanchuan wouldn't come, but to her surprise, he did.
She was resting in her room when she received his message and immediately got out of bed.
She went down the elevator, intending to meet him at the hotel entrance.
But as soon as she got off the elevator, Jin Yiyan and his group were already in the lobby. At the same time, Wen Jiu also saw a girl standing next to Zhou Yanchuan.
The girl who appeared in Xie Tinghe's WeChat Moments.
Under the dazzling lights, the girl had fair and delicate skin, wore a nude-colored long dress that reached her ankles, and had a black shawl draped over her shoulders.
She is beautiful and elegant, with a pampered beauty in every gesture.
Jin Yiyan: Those arrogant people all lost their sharpness and became peaceful in front of her.
Because they all knew that the girl in front of them was not an outsider they needed to "look down on" with their wealth and status.
There were only a dozen meters between Wen Jiu and them, but even if she spent her whole life trying, she could never walk those dozen meters.
She watched quietly as the girl looked up, seemingly talking to Zhou Yanchuan, her eyes gentle and smiling.
The people nearby teased her, saying that they weren't even together yet, and she was already interfering.
Wen Jiu's eyes stung from the stimulation, and she couldn't bear to look any longer, almost to the point of self-torture.
She turned around, intending to leave quietly.
Hearing the voice beside him, Zhou Yanchuan frowned slightly.
Just as I was about to say something, I suddenly saw the people at the elevator not far away.
His brows furrowed even deeper.
In this cold weather, why did you run downstairs wearing only a single skirt?
Shen Shiran noticed the absent-mindedness of the person next to her and followed his gaze, where she saw a particularly beautiful girl.
She wore no makeup, just a simple white dress, and stood quietly in a dimly lit corner.
"She is," she said, but before she could finish, Zhou Yanchuan walked straight towards them.
He had long legs and took big strides, so he reached the person in just a few steps.
I don't know what he was saying to the girl, I just watched as he grasped her slender, fair wrist and then pulled her into his arms.
He gently kissed her forehead, as if handling a precious treasure.
She suddenly fell silent.
“Um,” Xie Tinghe tried to find an excuse to explain for Zhou Yanchuan, but before he could think of one, Shen Shiran asked, “Is she that girlfriend?”
"It's just for fun, don't take it to heart."
The girl's eyes were calm, like a handful of cool moonlight falling from the sky: "I didn't take it to heart."
That kind of family background posed no threat to her.
He Shixu's gaze was also fixed on the elevator entrance. To be precise, he saw Wen Jiu the moment she stepped out of the elevator.
He quietly watched the trembling hand and flicked the cigarette between his fingers.
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Wen Jiu wanted to pretend she knew nothing.
Imagine performing as usual.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move the corners of her lips.
My fingertips dug into my palm, trying to suppress the overwhelming bitterness in my heart through the pain.
But what if she can't suppress it this time?
"Zhou Yanchuan."
She pleaded humbly.
"Please comfort me."
If you comfort me, I won't feel so bad.
Zhou Yanchuan tried his best to coax her with gentle words, but he still couldn't appease her.
The girl sobbed uncontrollably in his arms.
Like that time in front of the police station during a rainstorm.
At first, it was a suppressed sob, but then she finally couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears, filled with grievance and despair, her breathing becoming intermittent.
...
Zhou Yanchuan finally realized that something was wrong.
The girl is usually so understanding that it's heartbreaking. Her current distress is definitely not because of what she just witnessed at the elevator entrance.
He pulled her into his arms and wiped away her tears: "You found out, why didn't you tell me? Have you been overthinking things for a long time?"
“Fool, I didn’t agree. I’m going back to explain this to them.”
"No, I won't agree to what they said."
"Okay, stop crying, or your eyes will get all swollen."
...
How could Wen Jiu not know that he hadn't agreed?
She was just upset, upset that these things never mattered to them, upset that her family background couldn't be better.
If things were even better, would there be even a tiny chance that we could be together?
Does that mean we don't have to break up?
...
Wen Jiu gripped his clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. She buried her face in his chest, feeling its softness, as if she could grasp the last bit of warmth that belonged to him.
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