Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
Su Zhinian frowned. He waited for a while, and when he realized that she still showed no sign of moving, he walked back to her side. Due to her pregnancy, she stood at a much lower height than him because of her flats. He lowered his head to ask softly, “What’s wrong?”
Like a mute, Song Qingchun seemed like she had lost the ability of speech. Su Zhinian waited patiently even though underneath his calm demeanor was a quivering heart. Has she finally found herself unable to accept this superpower?
Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian for a while before raising her hand slightly at him. Her action caused Su Zhinian’s already worried heart to tense. After a moment’s hesitation, he gripped her hand cautiously, afraid that he might read bad news from her mind.
Su Zhinian, can you read my mind? If you can, wink at me.
Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian with a blank expression, communicating with him with a code that only they would understand. Just as Su Zhinian winked at Song Qingchun, a brand-new thought appeared in Song Qingchun’s mind.
The blue bag, the pearl necklace, purple dress, pink coat…
Su Zhinian’s brows furrowed with confusion. He didn’t understand the meaning of this list in Song Qingchun’s heart… at the beginning.
The two of them stood at the entrance of the shop, causing the other customers the trouble of needing to walk around them. After this had carried on for a while, the worker in the shop couldn’t help but come out to remind them, “Sir, Miss, I’m sorry, but do you mind moving a bit to the side?”
Song Qingchun didn’t react and continued to list the items in her mind. …The pink heels, jeweled bag, mink throw…
Su Zhinian, who was completely focused on her thoughts, also didn’t pay any heed to the worker’s words. The worker, having been ignored, coughed awkwardly before beginning again. “Sir…”
This time, the worker’s volume was a bit high, and it interrupted Song Qingchun. Before she could stop herself, an impatient thought appeared in her mind. Do you mind…
Su Zhinian read her thought and whipped his head around to glare at the worker. The man’s icy gaze was dripping with such heavy warning that the worker faltered several steps back involuntarily. Su Zhinian then turned back to focus on Song Qingchun.
Song Qingchun smiled apologetically at the worker before continuing their silent communion. …The jewelry with a four leaf clover, the silver heels… and that latest purse from my favorite brand.
The two individuals didn’t show that much of a change in their expression. They merely maintained their eyes on each other. This scene, from an outsider’s perspective, might have looked like they had fallen into the charm of the other person’s eyes. This caused the passersby to toss them curious looks.
Since the two of them maintained this position for such a long time, some of the more curious passersby had even stopped to observe them from a distance away. The duo ignored the world around them, completely absorbed in the communication that only the two of them could understand.
