Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Li Sicheng’s look softened and he nodded. “It was me.”
“Your hair…”
“wig.”
“What about the earring?”
Li Sicheng took out a sapphire stud earring from his pocket and gently turned it into an ear clip.
Su Qianci was certain now. But knowing it was him, grievances rushed to her for no reason, making her choke. “Do you know how long I looked for you that time? They all thought I was a psycho. They all thought you were dead. I had called your name for so long. Why didn’t you come out?”
Li Sicheng stood up from the chair and gently hugged her from behind, whispering, “I won’t do that again in the future, I swear.”
“You said that last time!”
“The last time I didn’t swear,” he said with a smile. He lifted her up and stood up. “I promise, I won’t do this again in the future.”
“Really?”
“Of course.” When Li Sicheng said this, his eyes became deeper and deeper. Looking at her face, tenderness filled his heart.
Su Qianci clearly noticed that her heart was thumping. Giving him a glance, she stood up and walked out with her purse. Li Sicheng looked at her back, smiled, picked up her flowers, quickly followed up, paid, and left the restaurant. Just upon arrival in the car, Su Qianci received a call from Luo Zhan.
“Hello?” he asked when she picked up.
“Hi.”
“Well… Did you see anything special around twelve o’clock at noon? I heard that 99,999 roses appeared in the mall under your name. It was beautiful, but that person…” With temptation, Luo Zhan was afraid that any word would upset Su Qianci.
“It’s Li Sicheng.” Luo Zhan was dumbstruck on the spot. “He is back.” Su Qianci curled her lips and smiled. “This time it is true. He really came back.”
Luo Zhan felt incredulous, and said after a long while, “So, the video on Weibo and the pictures are all real?”
“Yes.”
“My goodness!” Luo Zhan became mad and fell down from the chair with a scream, but then he excitedly shouted, “Where is he? Put him on the phone!”
Su Qianci clearly knew Luo Zhan’s feeling, smiled lightly, and her eyes got a bit wet. She gave the phone to Li Sicheng, who was in the copilot seat. “Luo Zhan.”
Taking the phone, Li Sicheng did not speak. With a little smile, he waited. After being silent for a long while, Luo Zhan asked, “It’s you?”
“Yes.”
“Oh my God!” The voice of Luo Zhan was full of shock and joy. “It’s you. Is it you? Tell me!”
“It’s me.”
The simple words made Luo Zhan’s mood that had been suppressed for many years ecstatic. Luo Zhan only felt an overwhelming emotion, and when he talked, he had a thick nasal sound. “It is you, my God, where are you?”
“Ready to go home.”
“Ha…” Luo Zhan can’t tell what the mood is at this moment, happy? Far more than!
His mind was already turbid, full of craziness, but with a message: the second child is still alive, the second child is still not dead!
Luo Zhan had lived for 31 years, and for the first time, he felt that he could also be so neurotic. “You kid, wait for me, I will be there soon!”