I Became the Mother of His Child-Chapter 502: About to be Captured

"Chen Hao, I'm so sorry, I really didn't know you hated hairtail that much." Liu Yuming put the lunchbox on a nearby chair and then cautiously moved closer, her hands nervously twisted together. As she approached, she was even more conflicted about whether to pat Song Chenhao on the back, to help ease the nausea.

She really wanted to feel Chen Hao's back, which seemed so reassuring! But even though her hands itched to touch, she didn't have the courage to reach out.

"..." What could she do about it now? Song Chenhao turned his head, his chest heaving with a look at Liu Yuming, and then raised his slender fingers to poke her forehead, "You, the further you stay away from me with that thing, the better." Song Chenhao, who was usually sunny and handsome and also a top student, felt an inexplicable sense of blockage knowing that this girl was aware of his weakness.

"Chen Hao, don't be like that, I'll never bring hairtail around you again. Please don't drive me away, okay? I'll be good, I promise not to tell anyone." Liu Yuming's eyes immediately brimmed with tears, feeling incredibly wronged. She thought she had gotten a little closer to him, but then she seemed to be pushed back to square one, and the distance between them seemed even farther than before.

"..." He didn't say he wanted her to leave, did he?

Song Chenhao watched Liu Yuming with a somewhat speechless and embarrassed expression for a while, twitching his mouth. He found it troublesome to see her about-to-cry face; his whole life, he only dealt with women like Xu Xiuxiu and Song Chenxi, neither of whom were the crying, fragile types. And even if they were, there were enough men at home to console them. His father and his big brother were particularly attentive to those two women, leaving him no opportunity to step in.

He was used to that. But now, seeing this girl, who seemed so distraught over practically nothing, he felt somewhat at a loss.

"Chen Hao..." Liu Yuming began to speak in a whiny tone.

"Shut up," Song Chenhao cut her off with a headache.

Liu Yuming's mouth instantly tightened, she took Song Chenhao's words very seriously. Looking at the girl in front of him, who was silent and just staring at him with big, clear eyes, Song Chenhao felt a little sentimental. Clearly, she listened very well to him; whatever he said, she would obediently take in. But why, then, when he asked her not to bother him, she just couldn't seem to hear it?

"Oh!" Liu Yuming sulkily fell silent and hung her head.

Seeing this, Song Chenhao felt a headache coming on again. Talking to this girl felt so exhausting. It seemed that no matter what he said, true or not, she couldn't understand, and he left feeling confused and impatient to even look at her.

That day, it was sunny when he left for school in the morning, but by the afternoon dismissal, the rain was pouring down. Song Chenhao, without an umbrella, slowly packed up his things, waiting for the classmates cleaning up the classroom to leave, or be picked up by their parents. Then, he stood alone under the teaching building, tilting his head up to watch the heavy rain outside.

There was a large military exercise at the Imperial Military District over the past few days, spanning air, land, martial, and public sectors, so Song Yuanhuan would be very busy. And his sister Song Chenxi, suffering from mumps at home, seemed unable to be apart from Xu Xiuxiu for even a moment. He figured Xu Xiuxiu probably wouldn't have the time to bring him an umbrella. Being a man, Song Chenhao was not disheartened. He thought he would just run home once the rain lightened.

"Senior!" From a distance, Liu Yuming approached with a small, flowered umbrella, splashing through the puddles toward the teaching building. She excitedly shouted and waved at him while walking, her joyful face and smile still dazzling in the rainy weather.

She was a girl entirely different from her mother and sister, not as exquisitely beautiful, but still irresistibly adorable, especially with her enthusiasm for him which seemed like it would never wane. Song Chenhao found it puzzling why her passion could endure for so long without diminishing.

"I knew it, senior, you definitely didn't bring an umbrella," said Liu Yuming as she came in, her expression saying 'I knew it, just as I thought' before handing a small floral umbrella to Song Chenhao. "Here! Take it!"

"No, thanks," Song Chenhao glanced at the small floral umbrella and declined.

It wasn't that he looked down on the umbrella, but the girl had only brought one. If he took it, wouldn't she have to get drenched in the rain, or wait here? Or perhaps share it with him?

Whichever it was, as a gentleman, Song Chenhao couldn't accept help from a younger girl.

"Chen Hao senior, just take it!" Liu Yuming insisted, pushing the umbrella handle into Song Chenhao's hand and then speaking up, "If you're worried about me getting wet, we can share it! Can you walk me to the school gate? My driver is waiting for me there…" Liu Yuming spoke tentatively, seizing the opportunity to share an umbrella with Song Chenhao, the thought alone making her heart race with excitement.

Song Chenhao remained silent upon hearing this, simply extending his hand to return the umbrella to Liu Yuming, clearly refusing.

A look of disappointment crossed Liu Yuming's face. "No need, I was just joking. My driver will come pick me up in a bit," she said, waving her hand, indicating she wouldn't take the umbrella.

"Cars aren't allowed inside the school," Song Chenhao bluntly stated, throwing cold water on the young girl's hopes.

"Oh! That's right," Liu Yuming responded, suddenly remembering.

Seeing her reaction, Song Chenhao once again offered the umbrella. Liu Yuming glanced at it, shook her head with a smile, and insisted, "No need! You keep the umbrella, Chen Hao senior. I'm off now!" Saying this, the young girl, dressed in her blue school uniform, ran into the rain.

"Ah..." Song Chenhao was somewhat surprised and regretful, but watching the girl running happily in the rain and turning back with a cheerful smile, his cold heart skipped a beat at the moment.

He thought, any stoic man, when faced with an adorable girl's unconditional affection and eagerness to please, would find it difficult to remain indifferent, especially when the girl was so good at making her presence felt.

"Chen Hao senior, I like you!" whispered Liu Yuming, covering her mouth with her hand, and perhaps out of shyness, the young girl quickly threw out a "Be careful on your way," before running off.

Watching her figure disappear into the distance, Song Chenhao's gaze dropped to the cute umbrella in his hand, his thoughts strange and complex. As a man, receiving an umbrella from a young girl, who then dashed carelessly into the rain—this act, which should usually be a man's charming way to woo a girl, was effortlessly done by the girl. Despite its oddity, the tenderness in his heart couldn't lie to him. He thought, he might be getting captivated.