Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 731: [Yan Jian Extra] 21. On a lonely night, why did you come? (2nd update)_4
It was as if that blue-glazed Buddha head was still on the shelf, and beside the shelf stood the defiant figure of that blue-eyed man.
Every time this happened, she would forcibly lower her head and focus diligently on her phone.
She would unlock that hidden calendar, counting the days marked with red crosses.
The original 30 nights had been reduced to 25, and after subtracting the previous 4, 21 were left.
Still so far away...
How much longer will these days last? How much longer will this restless heart continue to assail her?
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Perhaps because of this strange distraction, she didn’t even notice how quickly time had passed. When she looked up, it was already long past closing time.
Tonight, she let Zan Hua and Xiao Kai, the two kids, leave early for their date, while she had to clean up and close the store by herself at midnight... feeling a bit nervous, to be honest.
Although Yu Huan was still in the hallway, on such a misty and rainy night, her sudden outburst in the corridor wouldn’t bolster her courage but instead frighten her.
She stood at the door, glancing at Yu Huan, "Don’t cause trouble tonight, sleep well, okay?"
Yu Huan flapped its wings and raised its small neck arrogantly, "I’ll cause trouble, I’ll cause trouble tonight!"
Yan Jian then laughed, feeling much more at ease.
She locked the door and looked back; the entire street was already quiet, not a single window was lit. All the neighbors had already closed up shop.
The street was dark, with only the dim yellow streetlights on either side still glowing.
She opened her umbrella, donned her bright red duck hunting boots, and walked into the misty rain.
She reminded herself that she dressed like this tonight simply because it happened to be raining again. The duck hunting boots were waterproof and warm, and besides, she had become the host of this design project, so she needed to wear them often to get a feel for it.
Truly, it was just as simple as that.
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Cautiously, she walked along the sidewalk. She didn’t know why, but tonight, her mind was uneasy, as if any slight noise or light could scare her.
So when two blinding headlights suddenly lit up behind her, she was startled and jumped in place!
The headlights were too dazzling; through the rainy mist, she could only see two incandescent lights, unable to discern what kind of vehicle it was, let alone who was inside.
She could only vaguely hear the muffled sound of a car door closing. It was faint, and then suddenly someone appeared in her view.
A tall person with flickering blue eyes, like a ghost.
He didn’t hold an umbrella, simply wearing a shirt and tie, standing in the rain and mist.
Though the rain turned into mist, the water was not small, and his shoulder quickly became soaked, with raindrops trickling down from his hair.
She exclaimed, "You’re getting wet. Why aren’t you using an umbrella!"
Instinctively, she tilted the umbrella, covering most of his head.
Blame his height, she told herself, it was only because of his height that she had to share most of the umbrella with him, forgetting that she was half exposed to the rain and getting wet too.
Standing in the glaring incandescent mist, he squinted his blue eyes at her for a long while before saying, "Aren’t you getting wet too? What’s the point of the umbrella then?"
She bit her lip, not wanting to argue with him about this; otherwise, she’d only be at a disadvantage.
She took a breath, "What are you doing here? Anything to say? Go ahead."
He snorted coldly, "Tang Yanjian, don’t overthink. I was just passing by. If it weren’t for seeing that it was past closing time and you were still dazing in the shop, I wouldn’t have stopped at all."
"If it weren’t for realizing it was already midnight when you remembered you had to close the shop alone, I wouldn’t be waiting by the roadside either."
"If it weren’t for..."
If it weren’t for seeing her holding that umbrella again, wearing those bright red duck hunting boots in the rain, he wouldn’t have damned himself to get out of the car like that, stupidly standing in the rain and mist, getting wet.
She felt a bit silly, the deserted street, the dark night, the curtain-like rain seemed eerie, weaving a world that made her suddenly too nervous to breathe.
Forcing herself to take a deep breath, she asked him, "That last ’if not,’ what exactly are you trying to say?"
Once he finished, would he walk away?
She looked up and through the shimmering silver rain mist, she saw his blue eyes suddenly darken.
Then, she was in his embrace.
Right on this street, he held her face roughly and kissed her fiercely...
If it weren’t for meeting you, I wouldn’t linger like this.
If it weren’t because of you... my heart wouldn’t be in turmoil like this.
He kissed her tightly, finding her umbrella a hindrance, he directly grabbed it from her and tossed it aside.
