Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xuxu walked to Su Yue and stroked her hair. She consoled, “Don’t cry. He must be throwing a tantrum.”
She glared disapprovingly at the unconscious Yan Rusheng.
She stretched both hands to grab him together with Su Yue. “He didn’t drink much though, but why is he completely drunk?”
Xuxu grumbled as they made their way back to the private room.
Xuxu informed the rest of the guests that Yan Rusheng drank too much. She then bade goodbye to everyone.
When they got in the car, Xuxu thought of something and asked, “Yueyue, where is Bai Jing?”
“She went back first as she had something on,” answered Su Yue as she bowed her head. She didn’t dare to look at Xuxu with her eyes.
“Oh.” Xuxu nodded and beckoned to Su Yue. “Get in.”
Su Yue sat on the front passenger seat.
She kept gazing out of the windows, looking out of sorts.
Xuxu noticed that Su Yue was acting strangely, but she assumed that she was upset because of Ming Ansheng’s matters.
She had become more thoughtful and mature.
Yan Rusheng was completely unconscious, and the chauffeur had to carry him back up to his room. He lay in bed, completely at Xuxu’s mercy.
“Look at how drunk you are!” Xuxu removed Yan Rusheng’s shoes before sitting on his body with an affectionate look on her face.
After gazing at him, she was reminded of something.
She put her hands inside of Yan Rusheng’s pockets.
She took out his phone and the piece of paper.
She glanced at the paper and her memories came rushing back…
It was almost spring that year but the afternoons in the capital city were still blazing hot. One particular afternoon, everyone was taking their naps and Xuxu was the only one awake.
She had an English practice book on her desk and she had just completed her homework. She took a piece of paper and began to doodle on it.
She had a row with Yan Rusheng during lunch and she was still fuming over it. She had initially thought of drawing him before scribbling all over his face to vent her anger. Unconsciously, she drew herself inside the picture and even drew them holding hands.
She wrote ‘Ah Sheng’ on the paper—the words she had uttered every single day. This name would pop into her mind every time she closed her eyes.
“Xuxu.”
A teacher came to her and she got a shock. She shut the workbook along with the piece of paper in between the pages. She hurriedly stood up and said, “Teacher.”
The teacher looked at her and said, “Xuxu, help me collect all the workbooks in the afternoon.”
Xuxu nodded. “Sure.”
…
Xuxu was lost in her thoughts as she stared at the aged paper.
So… this was the present Teacher Li wanted to give Ah Sheng.
That was just some random drawing and incredibly, Teacher Li had kept it for years.
Xuxu’s face was red as she gazed at Yan Rusheng once more.
‘I’m not kissing her, she’s so fierce…’
She pushed the paper back inside Yan Rusheng’s pocket and inched carefully towards his face. She could hear his breathing as clear as day.
She stared intensely at him. “Ah Sheng, you must be so smug and gleeful to see the drawing today.”
He didn’t respond and her heart furiously pounded when she saw his rosy lips.
“Ah Sheng…” Xuxu kept her eyes on Yan Rusheng while she tried to rouse him. He didn’t move at all.
