Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Xuxu.”
One was running away while the other gave chase along the historic old alley in the capital city, under the evening sky.
In the taxi, Xuxu kept glancing at the bouquet of flowers in Yan Rusheng’s hands. Her heart felt sweeter than honey.
So, this was how it felt when one was being courted by their beloved.
He was neither cold nor aloof. He didn’t say, ‘I’m going to make you feel how it is like being courted by me.’ In fact, he seemed a little bashful instead.
As Xuxu didn’t take the flowers from Yan Rusheng, he continued holding them in front of her.
The taxi came to a stop at the entrance of their district. Xuxu paid for the fare and came out of the taxi, walking in front of him as usual.
“Xuxu, this is for you.”
When they came out of the elevator, Xuxu rummaged through her bag for her house keys as she walked. All of a sudden, Yan Rusheng appeared in front of her, and then he handed the flowers to her.
Xuxu smiled and received the flowers from him. She took a look at them and then knitted her eyebrows. She made a fussy remark. “Some petals have wilted.”
After that, she raised her feet and walked past Yan Rusheng.
Yan Rusheng followed after her. “Xuxu, shall we have noodles tonight?”
Xuxu didn’t respond. She opened the door and immediately closed it after she went in.
Yan Rusheng exclaimed in delight and punched his fists in the air. “Yes!”
Like an energetic youth.
“Silly guy!” Xuxu peeped through the door hole. She then turned around after the man outside had gone back into his house. She leaned against the door and looked at the bouquet in her hand, chuckling to herself.
Love is two fools doing silly and childish things together.
After Yan Rusheng had entered his house, he changed out of his shoes and took off his coat. He walked into the living room and turned up the volume of the hi-fi system before opening the windows in his room.
Thereafter, he stepped into the kitchen, unbuttoned his sleeves before rolling them up. When he put on the apron, he looked just like a good domestic husband.
“I can’t say why I’ve become more active. If I love a person, it’s worthwhile for me. I want to loudly declare that I need you, even the neighbors have figured out that’s how I’m feeling now…”
Xuxu sat at the bay window in her room and covered herself with a blanket. She gazed out of the open window, and her mouth blissfully curled upwards.
‘I want to hold your hand like this and not let go. Can love be forever simple and pure without sadness?’
‘I want to hold your hand like this and not let go. Can love be easy and simple without getting hurt?’
‘Ah Sheng, would it be possible?’
…
Yan Rusheng stood outside Xuxu’s house. He placed the bowl of noodles in her hands. After giving her the bowl, he awkwardly rubbed his empty hands together, not knowing where to settle them.
He remained at the same spot without uttering a word. It seemed that he was refusing to leave.
Xuxu feigned ignorance and knitted her eyebrows. “Anything else?”
“Nothing.” Yan Rusheng shook his head. He was preparing to go back into his house when he suddenly mustered up his courage and turned back to look at Xuxu. “Xuxu, tomorrow I’ll be taking the morning flight. Tomorrow morning…”
Xuxu smiled. “I’ve yet to finish the eggs and bread.”
“Ok.” Yan Rusheng nodded his head and his eyes glinted with a flash of disappointment. “Then… then you have an early night after your dinner.”
Xuxu replied with an ‘Mm’ and was about to turn back into her house.
Yan Rusheng’s reluctant voice sounded from behind her again. “Xuxu, good night.”
“Yan Rusheng!” Suddenly, Xuxu halted her steps.
Yan Rusheng paused, and in the next moment, a cold feeling landed on his face in a flash.
It momentarily stunned him. By the time he recovered from his shock, the woman who had planted a kiss on him had already gone back into her house and shut the door.
He was still slightly dazed. He touched the area of his face where the kiss landed. It felt like a dream.
After some time, the corners of his mouth curled up slowly before breaking into a broad smile. He was as excited as a child.