Mu Sheng was caught by surprise when she stumbled into Li Hanchen’s arms. She instinctively wanted to stand up, but her legs were completely numb. The moment she got off him, she fell right into his embrace again and could smell the faint scent of pine.
“Don’t move. Let me help you,” said Li Hanchen with his husky voice from overhead, leaving Mu Sheng’s ears tingling a little.
Mu Sheng usually wore loose-fitting clothes, so she was obviously thin. However, the moment she fell into Li Hanchen’s arms, he finally realized that her waist was so slender that he could encircle it with one arm.
Li Hanchen was suddenly at a loss when he placed his hand on Mu Sheng’s waist.
The snow gradually fell. The ground was completely covered before long as it floated down on them while they were in each other’s arms under the warm-toned streetlamp.
A hubbub of sound could be heard from the night market. The sound of people chatting, selling food, and cooking blended into one. However, Mu Sheng felt as though the sounds were so distant that it seemed like they were from another world.
Li Hanchen’s embrace felt like a world of its own as she lay prone in Li Hanchen’s arms. It was so quiet she could even hear the snow falling.
Li Hanchen lowered his head as he glanced at Mu Sheng. All he could see was her black cap and the dark hair scattered outside it. “Are you okay?”
Mu Sheng attempted to step back. Even though her legs were no longer numb, she could sense a tingling sensation rising up from her feet, so she could not help stumbling.
The snow became increasingly heavy, so there was white stuff covering Mu Sheng’s jacket.
Li Hanchen used his left hand to help Mu Sheng while he pulled his right hand back. He undid his jacket buttons and took it off before draping it on her.
Mu Sheng raised her head in surprise when she suddenly sensed herself covered by something warm and infused with his pine scent. Her eyes were cool, bright, and clear under the streetlamp.
“Why don’t you put that on?” said Li Hanchen as he squatted in front of Mu Sheng. Mu Sheng was still in a daze when he added, “I have a teleconference at 8:30 pm. I have to get back in time for it.”
Although Mu Sheng found it strange for Li Hanchen to piggyback her, she did not put much thought into it. She straightened her jacket, lay prone on Li Hanchen’s back, and circled her right hand around Li Hanchen’s neck. The moment she did, Li Hanchen’s eyes could not help looking slightly uneasy.
The night market was full of people, but no one took notice of the dark alley as they walked out.
Only the little girl eating candied hawthorn as she waited for her mother witnessed the scene.
Her mother lovingly piggybacked her as well, so the little girl felt Li Hanchen was great to Mu Sheng, just like her mother.
Li An drooled when he smelled the food fragrance in the air as he copied the poem in the villa.
“Young Master An, why don’t you start dinner first? Perhaps your brother and sister-in-law were held up.” Auntie Lin noticed Li An drooling over the food and found him adorable and pitiful. Student life was a lot harder than it used to be. After spending all day in school studying, there was so much homework for him to do, so she could not help feeling sorry for him.
“No. I haven’t finished copying the poem yet. If I start without my brother, I might get punished even harder.” Li An was only halfway through copying the poem 100 times. He really hoped Li Hanchen would come back soon. That way, he could be spared from this torture, eat dinner, and live a little longer.
The sound of someone getting off the car and entering the villa could be heard outside. Li An’s eyes turned dim. He wrote at top speed and really wished he could install a rocket on his pen tip and write 10,000 words per minute.