Around nine o’clock, Han Xi wrapped up work with the on-duty doctor and left with Lu Jinghan.
When they stepped out of the elevator from the hospital’s underground parking, Han Xi shivered from the cold.
Lu Jinghan took off his coat and draped it over Han Xi, quickening his pace a little: "Remember to dress warmer tomorrow. What if you catch a cold?"
"Why did you give me your coat? Aren’t you cold?"
Lu Jinghan hugged Han Xi tightly, not giving her a chance to remove the coat: "I don’t mind being a bit cold, as long as you don’t freeze."
Once in the car, Han Xi hurriedly took off the coat: "Quick, put it back on."
Lu Jinghan took the coat from Han Xi with a light smile and wore it, then turned on the heater: "Feeling sorry for me now, huh?"
Han Xi cupped Lu Jinghan’s slightly red ears with her small hands: "Yes, I’m worried about you. I have my own coat, why did you take yours off for me? Silly, aren’t you?"
"If Mrs. Lu doesn’t let go, I can’t guarantee what I’ll do to you."
Seeing how concerned she was, Lu Jinghan felt like pulling her into a deep kiss.
Han Xi quickly released her hands: "Why do you always turn things that way when we’re having a good talk."
"Did I say what kind of things? Mrs. Lu, what are you imagining?"
Lu Jinghan’s lips curled into a deep dimple, his eyes overflowing with affection.
Han Xi turned her flushed cheeks away: "Let’s go, I’m so tired." ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩
Lu Jinghan silently chuckled and shook his head, then turned the wheel and drove away.
The wide road saw fewer vehicles, and sporadic snowflakes started to fall from the sky, gently landing on the car windows and slowly melting away in the dim warm light.
Han Xi murmured as she looked out the car window.
"Do you remember how long we’ve been together?"
Lu Jinghan gazed ahead, released his right hand from the steering wheel, and tightly clasped Han Xi’s hand resting by her side.
Han Xi closed her eyes, trying to recall: "It must be over a hundred and twenty days. Why suddenly ask about this?"
"Just suddenly felt you’ve only loved me for a hundred days, it’s too few."
Caught off guard by Lu Jinghan’s sweet words, Han Xi’s heart warmed, feeling as sweet as having eaten candied sweets.
"These hundred days are just the beginning. I’m afraid you’ll find me annoying in the future."
"No, never will there be such a day."
Though the world outside was bone-chilling cold, their hearts were indescribably warm.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed, and tomorrow was Han Xi’s wedding day.
Lu Jinghan flew to Vienna in advance yesterday, despite having Song Mingyuan and the staff there to keep an eye; he still couldn’t rest easy.
After Lu Jinghan left yesterday, Li Manman and Chu Ci stayed overnight at the villa with Han Xi.
This morning, the three of them got up early to wash and pack, and after breakfast, Song Yan personally came to drive them to the airport.
On the way, Han Xi felt a bit nervous. The thought of marrying Lu Jinghan tomorrow made her heart flutter like a deer, pounding rapidly.
Chu Ci looked at Han Xi with a charming smile: "Nervous already?"
Han Xi hooked her arm through Chu Ci’s and rested her head on her shoulder.
Li Manman laughed heartily: "What’s there to be nervous about? Look at you, the groom isn’t someone you haven’t seen before."