2916: C2916 Love at Hand

C2916 Love at Hand

Zhu Xi was still immersed in the spring breeze, feeling the beauty of the flower bud blooming in her heart. Thinking of something, she walked to the window in shock and looked down.

The rain at night was always so thick in the light that it covered the figure walking downstairs. Yang Ping walked out of the door just in time to enter the rain.

Yang Ping was standing by the side of the road, waiting 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, she couldn't see his face nor his expression.

Zhu Xi gritted her teeth as she thought to herself, this fool, doesn't he know to bring an umbrella with him?

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 time to understand Yang Ping. Later on, she found out, Yang Ping was not the hoodlum he used to be.

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. There was an umbrella quietly lying there, waiting for a summon. She hesitated, wanting to go downstairs and give that idiot in the rain an umbrella. Then, she would come back and 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 at a loss for words. In the end, she bravely beat her modesty. Gritting her teeth, she said, "I threw down my umbrella and left. I didn't give him the chance to speak."

It was decided.

Zhu Xi quickly took her umbrella and went downstairs. Yang Ping was still waiting by the side of the road for a taxi.

The distance between the two was a hundred meters. However, the rain in the dark night did not open up any distance between the two. It was as if Yang Ping already felt it when Zhu Xi appeared.

Yang Ping turned around and looked at Zhu Xi with a smile.

Zhu Xi was shocked and dared not to approach. Her delicate hands that held up her umbrella trembled as she kept reminding herself that it was nothing more than an umbrella.

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

Yang Ping took it and was about to thank him.

Zhu Xi immediately turned around and left.

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

It's nothing, just an umbrella.

Zhu Xi's mind was filled with nothing but the umbrella. She accidentally kicked the stairs, causing her line of sight to blur as she fell 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 before her eyes and wrapped around her waist. Zhu Xi's body remained stable, her head not hitting the stairs as she turned pale with fright.

Zhu Xi slowly raised her head and saw Yang Ping's delicate face.

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

Was this his real emotion?

Zhu Xi didn't dare to look at him in the eyes. She hurriedly stood up and wanted to leave, but her arm was held back as her delicate body leaned against Yang Ping's firm chest.

Plop!

Plop!

Zhu Xi's heartbeat quickened as she wondered what to do. How should I react to this? 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. She looked like a high and mighty goddess.

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

With one arm around Zhu Xi's small waist, Yang Ping looked at her with a smile. Zhu Xi's delicate body trembled. She wanted to dodge, but a voice resounded in her heart.

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

Zhu Xi didn't move. She silently lowered her head and looked at the rain beneath her feet, the puddles on the ground, the pitter-patter of the rain, and the two young men and women who didn't 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 in an unquestionable tone.

Zhu Xi raised her eyebrows. Although she didn't like the tone of orders, any other man would definitely be angry. However, Yang Ping made it sound natural.

Oh.

Zhu Xi responded to him softly before walking forward.

Yang Ping followed him with his umbrella.

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 were complicated, and she didn't know what to say next.

She saw that Yang Ping's shoulders were drenched while she was completely covered by the small umbrella. With a jolt of her mind, she pushed the umbrella out a bit, giving both of them space to escape from the rain.

Yang Ping was stunned, he thought that this girl knew how to care about people.

The two of them walked in silence and didn't take a taxi. Yang Ping wasn't stupid enough to let Zhu Xi drive, because he suddenly liked the feeling.

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

At this moment, all the work and troubles were thrown out of the window. Yang Ping and Zhu Xi walked on the road and neither of them said a word. They just silently experienced the feelings of the two who were close to each other.

He didn't know how long he walked, but he never thought that Zhu Xi could walk for such a long distance. From the Huahang Edifice to the villa, they had covered several kilometers in such a short time.2

At the door of the Bay Area Villa.

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

Zhu Xi's gaze towards Yang Ping was like a frightened deer, she didn't know where to place her hands. What should I do? If he wants to do something to me, should I refuse?

But if he 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 touched her black hair and took out a piece of Green Leaves that was drenched by the rain. When his fingers touched her scalp, Zhu Xi trembled and bit her lips, bravely raising her head to look at Yang Ping.

She thought about it for a long time.

He felt that Yang Ping was a good man. At the very least, Yang Ping didn't abandon him at the critical moment and continued to help him.

Lili had spent many nights thinking about what was wrong with their relationship, and finally she figured it out. It wasn't really a problem, but the two of them had never really gotten to know each other.

Maybe tonight was a new beginning.

Zhu Xi's eyelashes trembled as she lifted her head and stood on tiptoe. She closed her eyes and waited for happiness to befall her.

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

Yang Ping looked at the rain dripping down Zhu Xi's beautiful face. With a beauty that shocked the soul, he had the urge to kiss her.

But he was silent.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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