874: C874 Love at Hand

C874 Love at Hand

Zhu Xi was still immersed in the aura that was like a spring breeze, and a beautiful flower seemed to be blooming in her heart. Thinking of something, she walked to the window in shock and looked down.

The rain during the dark night was always so thick under the light, it covered the figure who was walking downstairs. Yang Ping coincidentally walked out of the door and entered the rain.

The rain fell on his body, as though she did not notice it, Yang Ping stood by the side of the road and waited for a taxi.

At the window of the office on the top floor, Zhu Xi silently looked at the waiting figure. Under the dim yellow light of the street lamp, her face couldn't be seen, and her expression couldn't be seen.

Zhu Xi clenched her teeth, and thought, this fool, does she not know to bring an umbrella?

She wanted to turn around, but she couldn't bear to. This was the first time she looked at him so silently. It was rare for them to quietly pay attention to him and feel the inner world.

For some reason, after Ming Zhu fainted, Zhu Xi was willing to spend some time to understand Yang Ping as a person. However, she later found out that Yang Ping was actually not the hoodlum she was before, who had no skills at all, and had other men on him and had no merits.

Money was like dirt. Although he clearly had the ability to earn money, he still liked to hide his true self with an appearance of someone who was down and out.

He was like a mystery that gradually attracted her. For the first time, Zhu Xi wanted to explore and dig out his inner world. He was like a book with a magical story in it, waiting for her to read it.

Zhu Xi opened the drawer. Inside, there was an umbrella, quietly lying there, waiting for a summon. She hesitated and wanted to go downstairs to give that wet idiot an umbrella, then return to continue working overtime.

But she didn't dare.

Because of fear.

If he gave her the umbrella, what would he do if she misunderstood? He clearly knew what he was doing, but he would definitely make use of the situation to show off. What would he do then?

The feeling of being misunderstood was not very good.

But wasn't he afraid of catching a cold just by standing there?

Zhu Xi was extremely conflicted, but in the end, she bravely won against her modesty. Gritting her teeth, he said: "I threw down my umbrella and left, and did not give him the chance to speak."

It was decided.

With a sou sound, Zhu Xi grabbed her umbrella and quickly went downstairs. When she got downstairs, Yang Ping was still by the side of the road, quietly waiting for a taxi.

The two were separated by a hundred meters, but the rain in the middle of the night did not increase the distance between the two. It was as if when Zhu Xi appeared, Yang Ping had already felt her presence.

Yang Ping turned around and smiled at Zhu Xi.

Zhu Xi was shocked. She did not dare to go closer as her delicate hands that held up the umbrella trembled, constantly reminding herself that it was nothing more than an umbrella.

She resisted the urge to escape and stood in front of Yang Ping. Then, she handed her umbrella over and said, "Here you go."

Yang Ping took it and was about to thank her.

Zhu Xi immediately turned and left.

"Hey, why are you running? It's not like I'm going to eat you. "If you don't have an umbrella, you'll catch a cold in the rain …" Yang Ping's voice came from behind him. Zhu Xi became more and more nervous, and her face turned red with embarrassment.

It's nothing, just an umbrella.

In Zhu Xi's mind, there was only that umbrella, nothing else. Inadvertently, she kicked onto the stairs, because the rain had blurred her vision, causing him to fall towards the ground.

She cried out, but there was no time to react. She could only stare at the marble staircase.

Swoosh.

A pair of hands appeared in front of her and wrapped around her waist. Zhu Xi's body remained stable, his head not hitting the stairs as he turned pale from fright.

Zhu Xi slowly raised her head, just in time to see the elegant face of Yang Ping.

Rain dripped from her face, but there was genuine concern and a smile on it. Zhu Xi silently looked at Yang Ping's face and saw the concern in his eyes.

Was this his real emotion?

Zhu Xi did not dare look at him, she immediately stood up and wanted to leave. However, her arm was held back, and her body leaned onto Yang Ping's chest.

Plop!

Plop!

Zhu Xi's heartbeat sped up, thinking to herself what to do, how should I react to this situation? Her mind was a mess, and she didn't know how to start a conversation. The two of them were under the same umbrella, and they were so close together that it was as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.

This was not the first time the two were so close, but it was definitely when their hearts were at their closest.

BOOM!

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the eyes of both parties. Zhu Xi saw herself in Yang Ping's eyes, but the image of a high and mighty fairy had turned into a wet chicken.

However, because they were both drowned in sweat, the distance between the two of them was once again shortened.

With one arm wrapped around Zhu Xi's small waist, Yang Ping smiled at her. Zhu Xi's body trembled. She wanted to dodge, but a voice came out from her heart.

I don't want to get out of the way. I like it like this.

Zhu Xi did not move as she silently lowered her head and looked at the rain below her feet, the puddles of water, the pitter-patter of the rain and the two young men and women who did not talk much.

Perhaps this rainy night is not full of poetry, but let the fairy land in the mortal world, know how to use the thoughts of mortals to think annoying love stories.

"Let's go home together."

Yang Ping asked with a smile.

Zhu Xi frowned and said, "I still have a lot of work to do. Tomorrow …"

"I can't finish my work. It's raining. Go home and take a bath." Yang Ping said with an unquestionable voice.

Zhu Xi raised her eyebrows. Although she did not like the way orders were spoken, and if it was any other man, she would definitely be angry. However, from Yang Ping's mouth, she felt that it was very natural.

Oh.

Zhu Xi softly replied before walking forward.

Yang Ping held onto her umbrella and followed along.

One umbrella, two people.

The umbrella was a little small, but the two of them were very close. Zhu Xi walked in silence, her emotions complex, not knowing what she should say next.

She saw that Yang Ping's shoulders were drenched while she herself was completely covered by the small umbrella. With a thought, she pushed the umbrella away, giving the two of them space to avoid the rain.

Yang Ping was startled, thinking that this girl knew how to take care of others.

The two of them walked in silence and didn't take a taxi. Even more so, Yang Ping would not foolishly let Zhu Xi drive, because he suddenly really liked this feeling.

The dark night, the rain, two lonely shadows under the street lamps.

At this moment, all of the work and troubles were thrown out of the window. As Yang Ping and Zhu Xi walked on the road, neither of them spoke.

She did not know how long she had walked, but she never thought that Zhu Xi could walk for so long. From Huahang Edifice to Bay Area Villa, a distance of several kilometers was covered in a flash.0

At the Bay Area Villa entrance.

Yang Ping suddenly stopped in her tracks and looked at Zhu Xi's face.

Zhu Xi stared at Yang Ping like a panicked little deer, she did not know where to place her hands. What should I do? If he wants to do something to me, should I refuse?

But if she refused, would Yang Ping be sad?

The two of them experienced ups and downs of their emotions. It was no longer a love when they agreed to be together or a marriage when they saved each other. It was definitely not an agreement when they were angry.

This night, at this distance, the two of them walked a very pure path.

Although there was rain and mud, they finally arrived at the villa and reached the end. It was the moment when they were about to speak.

"You have a leaf in your hair."

Yang Ping laughed.

Just as Zhu Xi was about to reach out, Yang Ping had already caressed her black hair, and took out a piece of Green Leaves s that had been drenched by the rain, and when her fingers touched her scalp, she trembled, bit her lips, and bravely raised her head to look at Yang Ping.

She thought about it for a long time.

He thought that Yang Ping was a pretty good man. At least, at the critical moment, Yang Ping didn't abandon him, and had been helping him the entire time.

Many a nights, Zhu Xi had been thinking about where the crux of the problem in their relationship was. In the end, she finally understood that it wasn't really a problem with the crux of the problem, but the two of them had never truly understood each other.

Maybe tonight was a new beginning.

Zhu Xi's eyelashes trembled as she raised her head. Standing on her tiptoes, she closed her eyes and waited for happiness to befall her.

As time passed, the rain obscured the dark night once again.

Yang Ping watched as the rainwater fell down Zhu Xi's absolutely beautiful face, with a beauty that shocked the soul. She had the urge to strongly kiss her.

But he was silent.

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