Ling Chuxia waited for a while, but Shi Che remained silent. Her hands clenched slightly, and a thin layer of sweat formed in her palms. As the wait continued, she worried that Shi Che might really refuse. It might be better not to even give him a chance to refuse, just as before.
Ling Chuxia’s hand quietly reached into her pocket and grasped the movie ticket. She clenched it tightly, then took a deep breath and pulled it out.
She wanted to slap it onto Shi Che’s desk with authority, just like she used to do, but after so many years, she no longer possessed her previous wilfulness and dominance. Hence, her action lacked force.
Perhaps she was too nervous; she only meant to slap it onto the desk, but her hand trembled and the ticket flew straight at Shi Che, lightly hitting his head.
Ling Chuxia hadn’t expected this to happen, and her eyes widened in shock. She was stunned.
She instinctively stepped back, really wanting to turn and run, but she forcefully stopped herself. Having already gone this far, she had to see it through. Her hands clenched tightly, and then, stammering awkwardly, she blurted out, "Tomorrow... tomorrow evening at eight, you... you must, must come!"
After those words, Ling Chuxia didn’t dare to look at Shi Che any longer. She dropped the movie ticket and ran out of the study.
Shi Che had already been in a daze, and when Ling Chuxia suddenly threw the movie ticket and uttered those words, he was completely stunned.
It took a long while for Shi Che to come back to his senses after Ling Chuxia had run off. A slow, gradual gleam appeared in his deep eyes, then grew brighter.
He hadn’t seen or heard wrong. Ling Chuxia had indeed invited him to see a movie, and just like before, she didn’t ask if he was willing but just dropped the ticket and assertively said, you must come.
Even though her words were hesitant and lacked force, the expression between her brows was exactly like the old her, the look he loved the most.
Shi Che lowered his gaze, his eyes falling on the movie ticket. He reached out, took it in his hand—a light piece of paper that carried a heavy significance.
Shi Che’s grip tightened slowly, his heart softened bit by bit, and a gentle smile slowly spread across his lips.
The next day, Ling Chuxia spent almost the entire day in nervous anticipation because Shi Che hadn’t given her any response since she ran out last night; he hadn’t said he would go, but he hadn’t declined either.
She didn’t know what Shi Che intended, whether he would come or not, but regardless, in the afternoon, she sat down in front of her dressing table and put on her makeup carefully.
When choosing her outfit, she instinctively gravitated toward the graceful and dignified suits she usually wore. After putting one on, she stood in front of the full-length mirror and took a close look, but her brows furrowed tightly.
If she was to change, it had to be a complete transformation, right?
Ling Chuxia took off the suit and then ran to the storage cabinet, retrieving her old clothes from which she chose a light blue dress.
After changing into the dress, she efficiently tied her hair into a ponytail and looked at herself in the mirror. Shedding the poised and composed outfit, the lively spirit typically seen in her features was vaguely visible.