Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
They had agreed to meet at a Starbucks cafe in the Haidian District of Beijing.
She felt somewhat embarrassed because she had arrived early. Hence, she sat quietly in a corner of the cafe.
At that moment, each and every second felt like a particularly arduous type of torture to her.
This was the first time that she ever felt time passing this slowly. Every tick on her second-hand watch made her jump in joy. However, it was still too difficult to bear!
She simply could not stand it anymore and took out her cell phone to call Zi Chuan…
As she thought of this, they heard steps approaching from upstairs. Song Yuanxi walked out with a red face. She was holding a white shirt and asked loudly from the second floor, “Sister-in-law, do you think this shirt will look good on me?”
Her eyes were as bright as the most polished obsidian on Earth. They were gleaming like stars in the sky.
Qiao Lian tilted her head to look at her. As though by magic, she was suddenly holding a red dress and asking, “Or would this one look better on me? The white shirt would make me look pale, but the red color is too bright. I am rather pale, so I don’t know if I can handle such a vivid color.”
Qiao Lian reminisced about the past again.
That day, she had worn a red dress. Her mother had told her that red looked best on her, as it made her seem like a small sun that brought warmth to everybody around her.
“Should I put on makeup? But, if I put it on, will I look too formal? Yet, I shouldn’t let him think that I’m treating this too casually as well.”
That day, she had put on makeup before leaving the house. When she reached the doorway, she turned back again and washed off the makeup on her face. The makeup made her look old! Since she was naturally beautiful, there was nothing to fear.
“Ah, which handbag should I take? If I bring one that is too expensive, I’m worried that I will stress him out. But, if the he comes from a rich family, I’m afraid that he will look down on me.”
Qiao Lian laughed.
She had never considered this question at that time, since the Zi Chuan she used to know would have never been ashamed because she had brought an expensive handbag. Neither would he have glanced at her more often just because she had brought an expensive handbag.
She had fallen in love with Zi Chuan because of his personality, so even if he had been ugly, she would have still loved him.
However, Song Yuanxi had always been shy and introverted. What scared her the most was to cause trouble for others. Nevertheless, at this moment, she was excitedly speaking in a loud voice and the three people downstairs couldn’t help but to smile uncontrollably.
Xia Yehua was rendered speechless and she could only point at her.
Qiao Lian could only say, “Wear the white one! Don’t put on makeup, you look better without it. Just put on a bit of pale lipstick. As for the bag, you are wearing white, so bring a blue handbag because it will complement both your clothes and your shoes.”
Song Yuanxi seemed to have found her pillar of support. She immediately answered in the affirmative and rushed back into her room.
Xia Yehua exclaimed, “This is the first time I’ve seen her so hopeful. However, I’m really worried that she is being lied to by others.”
Qiao Lian’s eyes narrowed. Indeed…
Song Yuanxi was quite innocent, even though she seemed somewhat older than how Qiao Lian had been at that time.
The Qiao Lian of yesteryear… used to be a small tyrant, and nobody would dare anger her.
However, Song Yuanxi was currently as timid as a little rabbit.
What if she got bullied by others?
She pursed her lips and could not help but to clench her teeth. Her thoughts returned to that year’s events.
She had excitedly called Zi Chuan and the call had connected very quickly.
Just as he answered the call with a “Hello”, she immediately started speaking incessantly. “Zi Chuan, I arrived early and have been here by myself for quite some time now. I’m bored! Where are you?”
