She was the first to break the silence, "Hello, Tang Song?"
Both of them spoke almost simultaneously, and then fell silent at the same time.
"Is there something you need?" Mo Ran asked first again, trying to make her voice sound calm and distant. She only harbored some affection for Tang Song, but hearing his voice still made her heartbeat accelerate.
"Can we meet?" Tang Song asked in a low voice.
"Now?" She was very surprised.
Mo Ran glanced at the bathroom like a thief; Gu Yixuan hadn’t come out yet, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"I can’t, I don’t have time."
"It won’t take up too much of your time." Tang Song leaned back in his seat, and through the open car window, he could see a woman in a white bathrobe standing on the balcony of the villa opposite, talking on the phone. Updates are released by novel★fire.net
"See me? I’m outside the villa." He opened the car door and stepped out, looking straight at Mo Ran.
Mo Ran instinctively looked over and indeed saw him. He was dressed in a black trench coat, standing tall and erect in the wind, and the night could not hide his familiar silhouette.
Her heartbeat quickened again...
Mo Ran gripped the phone tighter; her breathing became a bit erratic, "Tang Song, go back. I think I’ve already made myself clear, it’s impossible between us."
"You’ve said that you don’t like Gu Yixuan." A flicker of hidden pain crossed Tang Song’s eyes. He thought he simply liked Mo Ran, but ever since she rejected him, his heart had never been at peace.
Every day, every moment, he wanted to see her. Just thinking about her being with another man made it difficult for him to breathe.
He had endured and kept himself from disturbing her.
After two days, he could no longer bear it, regardless of how she rejected him, as long as he could see her once. Just one glance, and that would alleviate his suffering from yearning.
"I did say that, but I also do not love you," Mo Ran said indifferently, "You’d better leave, there’s no reason for us to meet."
The sound of water stopped in the bathroom behind her; Mo Ran hurriedly dropped a few words and ended the call. She was about to go into the house and draw the curtains when she ran into a wall.
She stepped back and realized it wasn’t a wall, but Gu Yixuan’s chest.
Mo Ran widened her eyes in surprise; didn’t he make any sound when he walked?
Why does he always appear like a ghost behind her whenever she’s on the phone with Tang Song?!
Mo Ran didn’t dare to look back at Tang Song, afraid that Gu Yixuan would follow her gaze and see him.