Chapter Thirty-Seven

  "Ding Dong——" Early in the morning, before I even got out of bed, the doorbell rang. In this big and eerie house, it's really frightening. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, perked up my ears to listen for a while, but didn't hear any footsteps. I pouted, that damned Cheng Yiran couldn't be bothered to hurry up and open the door for me?

  I rolled my eyes at the ceiling and finally resigned myself to walking towards the door.

  However, I did not expect that Cheng Yiran had already dressed up and was standing at the door chatting with Ye Chenyi who had just entered. I looked out at the sky outside, and now there is no scorching sun overhead, after all, it has already entered winter, and the weather is also changing, isn't it windy today?

  Noticing my arrival, Ye Chenyi cast a smile at me, and I wondered if the cracks of the past few weeks didn't exist?

  "Xiao Fei, have you woken up?"

  "Ah, Chen Yi, how did you come?"

  "Isn't there a trip today? I want to go to the airport with Xiaofei."

  Alright, I can only add a four-word comment - heart's blood.

  I gave him a suspicious glance, sizing him up and down, neither his arms nor legs were broken, had he hurt his head?

  I really can't understand why Ye Chenyi, who had a complicated gaze just the other day, has now returned to his elegant and refined demeanor as when I first met him, and also that deep and gentle affection like the sea...

  I once thought that we would never return to the way it was when we first met, I once thought that I would never see such a gaze again. But at this moment, when I thought it was almost time to say goodbye, Ye Chenyi appeared in front of me with this elegant and refined young master's demeanor. I smiled coldly to myself: Ye Chenyi, you are after all a young master.

  You like to have everything under your control, everything revolves around you... including me.

  But Ye Chenyi, did you know? Cheng Xiaofi hated the most being treated as a game object, being treated as a pawn in a game of chess, even if that person was you.

  I laughed and said lightly: "Why don't I see Xiaoshi?" He was taken aback, and replied warmly: "She went to find Xiuzhu first."

  Oh, so it was a beautiful person who had an appointment, but the appointee wasn't you. I nodded and then turned back to my room to prepare. Cheng Xiaofei, you're great! You didn't disappoint expectations and remained vigilant, you won't be easily deceived now, good job!

  The moment I closed the door, I said to myself.

  ……

  My head is splitting.

  My goodness! I never expected that Cheng Xiaofei, who was always so carefree and easy-going, would actually get airsick on her first plane ride...

  I looked pale and on the verge of collapse, making Ye Chenyi so anxious that it seemed like I was already on my deathbed. I gave him a dissatisfied glance - this guy couldn't wait for me to die, could he?

  I was weak all over, and slowly raised my hand. I pulled Ye Chenyi's long hair with a pained expression, he sucked in a breath of cold air, then looked at me with a wronged face. I cleared my throat and decided to ignore him...

  *Sigh*... Finally can be quiet for a bit...

  Ye Chenyi, please let me rest for a while, I'm really tired now...

  ……

  Drowsy and sleepy for a few more hours, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Ye Chenyi's completely unguarded pure face like a baby. Even though we've known each other for almost two months, I couldn't help but admire him again - he really is a peerless talent! Elegant eyebrows, clever eyes, straight nose and thin lips, looking helpless and elegant...

  The feeling of discomfort has gradually faded away, I stretched out my hand and gently picked up a strand of his long hair, rubbing it a few times and couldn't bear to let go. Unconsciously, I leaned forward and left a light kiss in his hair...

  Uh, this action, shouldn't it be done by a girl? I suddenly froze for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing. Ye Chenyi ah Ye Chenyi, I told you it's better if you play the role of the girl!

  My mood suddenly improved, and I was comfortably watching the cloud scenery outside the window, without noticing that the person next to me was staring at me deeply with his clear and handsome eyes.

  I wouldn't have known that on the left side of that person, there was also someone staring at him with a deeply infatuated gaze, foolishly and blankly staring at him. However, when his gaze occasionally swept to me, it only remained resentful and unwilling.

  None of this fell into my eyes as it should have, but instead all of it was absorbed by the gaze of a youth with deep purple hair who sat by the window.

  But if I knew, I would say: "Heaven is playing tricks on people."