Chapter 61: Chapter 61: Hello, my name is Shang Luxiao
He casually clicked on the message and saw that the person who had sent it was displaying an icon—a pink lotus flower image with the words “Pure as Ice and Jade” written above it.
No longer “Unforgettable Tonight.”
It was Pure, as, Ice, and Jade.
Especially when he recalled a certain late-night knocking on his door.
He knew full well who this person was, as clear as if looking into a mirror.
And, as he looked at the animated gif of a toast sent by the other party, he was “…”
He slightly raised an eyebrow, his expression seeming somewhat—indescribable.
And the message had been sent a long time ago, in the afternoon.
His eyes deepened, and after hesitating a bit, his hand still landed on the keyboard.
Wen Xian had just taken a simple shower in her Tibetan-style adobe house and emerged wrapped in a bathrobe.
She was drying her damp hair with a white towel while taking out her phone to check it.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, her delicate and fair legs crossed under the white bathrobe, which was loosely draped over her, her elegance and allure faintly visible, romantic yet sexy, charming yet bewitching.
Truly a rare beauty among mortals.
However, even as such a beauty, after opening WeChat, she let out a sigh with downcast eyes.
She opened the chat window, feeling that even without saying anything, just looking at it was good enough.
She glanced at it, her gaze shifting away in desolation. Yet, just as her gaze moved, her body suddenly tensed.
Some words seemed to echo in her mind…!
She looked again in an instant, and to her astonishment, there appeared a line above the chat box: [The other party is typing…]
Wen Xian screamed sharply, quickly stood up, clutching her phone tightly, and began pacing frantically around the room like a headless fly!
He replied, was about to reply, he had seen her message!!
After waiting a whole day, she finally anticipated a reply from him, and Wen Xian felt like she was going to explode with excitement.
She grabbed her hair, her heart thumping wildly.
She was completely unaware that she looked like an intellectually challenged senior kindergartener.
After pacing around in confusion for a bit, she quickly focused back on her phone screen, curious about how he would respond.
Then, the first message came through:
These two simple words, upon being read by Wen Xian, caused her to spin around the room twice more, tugging at her hair.
What to do, what to do, how should she respond now?
After a day of anxious waiting for his message, she was now flustered when he finally replied.
She quickly took a deep breath to calm down, thought for a moment, and then sent over an emoticon.
Under the dim light of the hotel room, Lu Xiao looked at his phone.
Seeing the content sent by the other party again, the corner of his eye twitched slightly: “…”
There was an emoticon of a toast with four large characters written on it: [Meeting is Fate]
Lu Xiao just stared at it, then his gaze drifted to the window outside, while the corners of his lips pulled back almost imperceptibly.
He looked down, carefully typing: [May I ask for your name? I don’t have a note saved.]
Right, he wanted to see how the other person would respond with their name.
However, as he waited for a moment, Lu Xiao looked at the reply and, even though he was prepared, he was still taken aback.
There were just three characters in the reply:
Then another line came: [My name is Shang Luxiao, a former colleague from the Forestry Bureau that you’ve worked with before.]
She was dead serious, making stuff up on the spot.
And Lu Xiao, looking at that name, his hand froze.
Her name was, Shang, Lu, Xiao?
All of a sudden, Lu Xiao felt like he was being mocked.
[Brother Nine: Hahaha, Shang, Lu Xiao!! Sister Wen, being saucy now!]