Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xuxu frowned. “Why? Why are you looking at me like that?”
Jiang Zhuoheng slightly lifted an eyebrow. “Aren’t you inviting me into the room or going to ask me if I would like to join you?”
He would always feel better when he looked at her face.
Everyone said that time would wash away everything, including forgetting a person. But it was all a lie. Or perhaps it was only effective for ‘patients ‘ with ‘mild symptoms ‘. As for himself, he should be beyond cure.
Even though they met in kindergarten or even if they haven’t met each other in years, every time he saw her he would still feel the same way.
Just by the sight of her affected him, no matter how hard he tried to suppress himself.
Her every frown or a smile had become the deepest longing in his heart.
Occasionally, he would wish that he could capture her expressions with a camera. Then in the deep of the night, when he is alone, he could look at the photo to ease his desire for her.
He had rooted Wen Xuxu in his heart ever since they were kids. But what else could he do now?
He had always questioned himself, why he had to fall so deeply in love with her…
Xuxu playfully pursed her lips. “It would be my pleasure if you would do me the honor.”
In front of Jiang Zhuoheng, she would act like how she always does in front of her grandfather. She could reveal her real personality without a care in the world.
Jiang Zhuoheng smiled weakly, but he didn’t respond. He sized her up from head to toe and with an affirmative tone, he said, “You’ve gained weight, at least 5 kg.”
Xuxu glared at him. “Why must you remind me of my sore spot!”
She had indeed gained weight, nearly 6 kg.
Jiang Zhuoheng gave her a fond smile and continued, “You should eat more, then little Third Yan would be chubby and cute.”
His eyes were twinkling. He seemed sincere and earnest just by the look on his face and in the way he sounded.
Jiang Zhuoheng’s words gently tugged on Xuxu’s heart. Her smile became tender and gentle.
She slightly turned as she gestured inside. “Ah Heng, join us for a meal.”
Jiang Zhuoheng remained rooted to the spot and declined. “I am…”
A pleasant and sweet voice interrupted him.
“Ah Heng.”
It startled Xuxu when a tall and slim woman appeared before her. The girl wasn’t extraordinarily beautiful, but her gracefulness had eclipsed her beauty.
She wore a dark wine-red dress with sleeves ending at her elbows, and it seemed that she was wearing a couple-outfit with Jiang Zhuoheng.
Xuxu smiled and nodded. “Miss Hu.”
Hu Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded when she saw Xuxu. She only managed to react after a brief moment. “Hi Xuxu, it has been a while.”
She wound her arm in fluid motion around Jiang Zhuoheng’s arm.
Xuxu briefly glanced at their interlinked arms. A mixture of complicated emotions surged in her heart, but her facial expression remained impassive. “Yeah.”
She had no idea what her feelings were. It could be sorrow or just an overwhelming feeling.
She wasn’t greedy, but she felt that her childhood friend Ah Heng seemed to drift away from her.
She knew that eventually, they would lead their own separate lives.
Hu Xiaoxiao’s eyes darted around the empty room before looking at Xuxu. “Are you here with Yan Rusheng?”
“Yes, and with my First Aunt too,” Xuxu answered politely. “Would you like to join us?”
Hu Xiaoxiao gently waved her hands. “No thanks. My parents and Ah Heng’s parents are here with us.”
Xuxu didn’t insist as she had asked her out of courtesy. “Then, perhaps next time.”
“Sure.” Hu Xiaoxiao nodded and glanced at Jiang Zhuoheng. “Let’s go, they are waiting for us.”
