Chapter 45: On the Way Home Late at Night Two

  I originally wanted to call out to Qiao, but if he didn't respond, I estimated that I would be startled by my own mournful voice. So I chose to remain still and quietly focused on the movements upstairs.

  Finally, with the clear and heavy footsteps of leather shoes on the stairs, the small lights in the stairwell were turned on with a pop, and it suddenly became much brighter in front of me, but the counter area was still dimly lit.

  Then I heard a voice: "A Yao, you... aren't you going too far? You usually leave one lamp on, but tonight you didn't even leave one. Are you trying to save electricity or are you afraid of light because you're a photophobic species?"

  "Nonsense, I'm clearly a photophilic person! However, saving electricity is everyone's responsibility." Qiao's clear and crisp voice echoed in the quiet space, mixed with a hint of helplessness, giving me a feeling of being deeply moved on this late night. After some thought, I felt it necessary to speak up for others, so I added, "And by the way, I didn't ask Cloud and the others to turn off the lights in the stairwell, they just have strong environmental awareness."

  Although I haven't seen Qiao's figure yet, just listening to the sound of him coming downstairs makes me feel very at ease. I took a deep breath and my tense nerves finally relaxed. In general, the vague fear won't change with the increase in the number of people, but for me, it's not that simple, because as long as I think that even if I really see a ghost, there will be someone accompanying me to see it together, and immediately a sense of determination to die will surge up in my heart...

  Just now, I accidentally turned off the lamp on the counter and fell back into the chair with my left foot tangled in my right foot. I didn't move for a long time. Now that there's nothing to be afraid of, I was just about to stand up and feel around for the light switch when my right foot, specifically my big toe, kicked against the inner wall of the counter as it moved forward.

  "Ah!" I gritted my teeth and took a sudden breath of cool air, and fine beads of cold sweat instantly appeared on my back and forehead.

  Ouch! My toes are connected to my internal organs, and I'm paying the price for wearing these convenient double-person slippers today!

  "A Yao, what's wrong?" Cheng Qiao suddenly raised her voice and rushed over immediately.

  "... actually I wanted to remind him to turn on a few more lights, otherwise he might end up like me, but I was in so much pain that I couldn't even utter a single syllable."

  Unexpectedly, Cheng Qiao's night vision ability was actually quite good, as he suddenly appeared beside me without a scratch. Before I could even react, both of my shoulders sank at the same time, and the scorching sensation clearly transmitted to my brain through the thin fabric on my shoulders.

  "Are you okay, A Yao? Did you bump into something?" He leaned in close, but his expression was unclear in the dim light against the backlight, with some urgent breathing inches away. Looking at that tiny glimmer reflected from somewhere in his pupils, I was taken aback for a moment, and my thoughts involuntarily turned to another page.

  A long, long time ago, I also stumbled and hurt my big toe on a dark night just like this. The only difference was that the person by my side wasn't Cheng Qiao, but He Mo Tian.

  That day was our three-month anniversary, and I had been preparing for it a whole week in advance.

  Early in the morning, I ran to his house and shouted his name loudly. About ten minutes later, a tall boy rushed out of the narrow corridor. I was excited and wanted to rush up to him immediately, but he pulled me away with a gloomy face without saying a word. My enthusiasm was suddenly extinguished like a bucket of ice water in winter, and I felt very wronged. But when I noticed that my hand was tightly held in his, all the unpleasantness disappeared instantly, and the corners of my mouth curled up to the sky.

  As soon as he walked out of the gate, he immediately let go of my hand, ignoring the disappointment on my face. He simply asked me what I was doing here in a light tone. I pinched my right hand with my left, which still had the warmth from his palm, and smiled: "Can't I just come to play with you?"

  His face, which had slightly eased up, suddenly sank again: "I'm busy, you play by yourself." After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave.

  I was startled and immediately rushed up to grab him: "No way, Mo Tian! Today is the three-month anniversary of our relationship. On such an important day, you have to spend the whole day with me!"

  He remained silent, and only after a long while did he turn around, lowering his head to gaze at me quietly. At that moment, the sun in the east had already risen halfway, and in the dazzling sunlight, his face seemed to be coated with a thin layer of golden light, making his features appear even more three-dimensional, including his long eyelashes which were tinted like glittering butterfly wings. However, in his dark, profound eyes, it was as if turbulent undercurrents were hidden, unfathomable and revealing not a hint of any other emotions.

  I thought he wouldn't, so I pouted and pretended to be heartbroken: "You don't even remember today's date, and you're still refusing me. Hmph, if there was a 'World's Most Pitiful Girlfriend' contest, I'd definitely win the championship trophy without any effort. It's really unfair, my boyfriend is neither dead nor disabled, but on our anniversary, he still won't accompany me out to play...this is even worse than..." I covered my mouth, feeling like I had said too much, and couldn't help but sneak a peek at him.

  He turned his head away and didn't look at me: "I remember."

  "I wonder: 'What do you remember?'"

  He glanced at me and didn't say another word, walking directly towards the bus station without looking back.

  I stood still, foolishly watching his back as he walked away without moving a step.

  Ten seconds later he came back with a dark face, pulling my hand and walking very fast.

  That day our activities went exactly as I had planned, which was actually just referencing what ordinary couples should do. Although He Mochen didn't show much expression or say anything throughout the whole time, I still felt very satisfied.

  After leaving the largest amusement park in the city center, we casually ate something and prepared to watch a movie. Unexpectedly, he insisted on watching a horror movie. I looked at that bloody poster with an ill intention smile: "Mo Tian, do you want me to scream and jump into your arms like other girls when it reaches the climax?"

  He said faintly: "No, I want to scream while pouncing on you."

  “……”

  In the end we still chose a horror movie, but neither of us was scared by the other, both of us watched the whole film very calmly.

  On the way back home, he walked ahead of me with his hands in his pockets and his long legs striding forward. I was already exhausted from a day of play and could only slowly follow behind him. When we had to pass by a dark corner, I wasn't paying attention and my left foot hit an electric pole first, and I immediately fell to the ground in pain.

  At that time, I was wearing wooden shoes and not barefoot like now, so after tens of seconds of pain, there wasn't much feeling left. But I couldn't help but pretend to be in pain, pressing my throat and shouting in agony. He Mian Tian stopped in his tracks, turned around and slowly walked to my side without saying a word.

  In the darkness, I bit my lip and looked up at that black shadow with a pitiful expression: "Mo Tian, my feet hurt, can't move, want to be carried."

  He continued in silence.

  I curled my lip, knowing he wouldn't fall for it. Just as I was about to stand up, he suddenly turned around and half-squatted down, clearly... in a position to carry someone on his back.

  I was stunned for a moment, and then I jumped up without any politeness.

  "It's really sinking in." He said, his tone devoid of emotion.

  I ignored him, curled up the corner of my lips and leaned on his broad and sturdy back, feeling that the happiness in my heart was about to overflow. However, unlike others, I didn't hope that this road would never end, because I was afraid of exhausting the one I loved.

  This lifetime is enough like this. At that time I told myself in my heart.

  I recall that vow-like phrase, and a cold laugh echoes in my heart. Unfortunately, no matter how I want things to be, there will always be someone who tries every means possible to prevent me from having it that way.

  "Ah Yao! Ah Yao!"

  Sharp pain came from the toes, and my thoughts gradually returned. I blinked my eyes in confusion, and Cheng Qiao's faint voice jumped into my ears.

  "Speak up, did you hit your head or where?"

  I finally realized the current situation, I coughed and immediately pulled away from him, smiled and said: "It's okay, just bumped my toes, doesn't hurt..." I paused for a moment, "Of course, I'm just joking."

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