Sheng Yanxiao leaned back against the sofa, his thin lips slightly lifted: "You ran over all by yourself. At that time, I hadn’t decided whether to forgive you or not."

Su Weiyi: "..."

Young Master Sheng, being so arrogant might make you lose your girlfriend, do you know?

For some reason, looking at this Sheng Yanxiao, Su Weiyi couldn’t help but laugh. Sheng Yanxiao is still Sheng Yanxiao, even though she realized after returning this time that he had changed a lot since before. He’s become more peaceful, lacking the youthful impulsiveness and defiance he had, but ultimately, Sheng Yanxiao is still Sheng Yanxiao.

No matter how calm, proud, or arrogant he appears in front of others, in front of her, he is still childish, arrogant, quirky, and... quite roguish.

Su Weiyi leaned against Sheng Yanxiao’s chest, smiling. Yanxiao, how lucky I am to have all your special treatment.

——

Seeing Si Nian and Chen Ajia again happened in late February. Sheng Yanxiao had fully recovered. The four of them had lunch together, then Sheng Yanxiao and Si Nian returned to their company, while Chen Ajia pulled Su Weiyi along to browse for a while longer, and the two of them sat down in a dessert shop.

Chen Ajia looked at Su Weiyi mysteriously, laughing with a face full of ambiguity.

Su Weiyi couldn’t help but glare at her: "What are you doing?"

"Hehe, Xiao Yi, I heard from Si Nian that on the day Young Master Sheng got injured, you were completely out of sorts as if you had lost your spouse."

"You’re the one who lost a spouse."

"Hehe, so are you guys reconciled now?"

Su Weiyi stirred the coffee in her cup, pursing her lips without speaking. After a moment of silence, she gently nodded: "Mm."

Chen Ajia let out a big sigh of relief: "Emma, you guys finally reconciled, that’s really great."

"Really?"

"Actually, I shouldn’t be the one to say this. Young Master Sheng didn’t want me to tell you. When you just left, none of us knew anything. Later, when I couldn’t find you, I went to ask Si Nian, hoping he could ask Young Master Sheng about your situation. Instead, Si Nian took me to your previous apartment, where he said Young Master Sheng had been staying for three days without eating or drinking. Later, I saw the ground covered with your name written by him countless times, scattered everywhere."

Chen Ajia pouted, as if recalling something unbelievable: "Moreover, do you know what I heard from his mouth? That kind of straightforward guy actually said, ’Isn’t it said that if you write it ten thousand times, she’ll come back? Where is she?’"

Su Weiyi listened in amazement. Was this really said by Sheng Yanxiao?

No way, based on her understanding, when they went out and passed by a temple, Sheng Yanxiao would just say plainly: "Mud Buddha."

This kind of person, would he really say such superstitious words?

"Right? You’re surprised too, aren’t you? Although he said it intermittently at the time, I really heard it clearly. Oh, Xiao Yi, you tell me, how could you turn a perfectly radiant young master into something like this? He really likes you."

Su Weiyi lowered her eyes. She knew, she always knew.

Sheng Yanxiao likes her, and she likes him too.

Their feelings, who knows when they started, but they have penetrated deep into her heart and are engraved in Sheng Yanxiao’s memory.

So, the time apart only leaves pain between them, not healing.

So, she abandoned so-called morality, just to be with him.