coobybook Chapter 107 Arrogant Second-Generation Prodigy (Gong) VS Humble, Sensitive, and Invisible (Shou) [45
Chapter 107 Arrogant Second-Generation Prodigy (Gong) VS Humble, Sensitive, and Invisible (Shou) [45
Upon arriving at the Lu residence, Lu Xingye left his coat in the car and gave it to Jiang Xiyu.
Through the car window, Jiang Xiyu saw him standing there in a suit and tie, being slowly surrounded by people who came to greet him.
Jiang Xiyu kept watching until Lu Xingye's figure disappeared from sight, then slowly closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair.
In the dim light of the carriage, the Adam's apple on his long neck was covered with a thin layer of red, as if someone had been intimately caressing that spot with something.
Jiang Xiyu frowned slightly, and finally pulled Lu Xingye's coat over her head.
It seemed as if the other person's warmth still lingered inside, though not obvious, but at least Jiang Xiyu could feel it.
So this proves that everything he just experienced wasn't a dream.
The star was real, and it fell into his palm.
After looking up to him for so many years, it's true, he has finally come down.
Jiang Xiyu felt as if her heart had been soaked in cotton, becoming incredibly soft.
He clutched the clothes Lu Xingye had left behind tightly, hiding inside them as if he were hiding in the other's arms.
He greedily inhaled and absorbed the aroma, and after Lu Xingye left, he felt a sense of unreality, as if a dream had come true.
Jiang Xiyu regretted not being greedy enough after getting off Lu Xingye's legs.
He should have been more greedy; he should have leaned in and kissed Lu Xingye.
In this way, star-like marks can be left between his lips and teeth, and those marks can remind him and tell him that this is not his imagination.
Because I really long for Lu Xingye, even being separated from him for just a moment makes me feel very uncomfortable and dazed.
He was afraid that this was just a dream, and when he woke up, he wouldn't be able to feel the other person's warmth anymore.
Fortunately, Lu Xingye left his coat behind.
That coat, still warm and carrying his fresh scent, became Jiang Xiyu's only refuge at that moment.
He hid under his clothes, his shoulders twitching slightly a few times.
Jiang Xiyu's eyes inexplicably felt hot, and the tip of her nose also felt sore.
He really wanted to cry, so much...
The sweeter and more excited I felt, the more fiercely the tears flowed, sliding down my cheeks to my temples, leaving a moist and warm trail.
Jiang Xiyu didn't care at all; he let the tears fall.
Jiang Xiyu carefully clutched the coat covering her face. She had been crying so much that she was afraid the tears would wet the coat, so she pulled it down a little, revealing only her red eyes, which blinked in the dimly lit carriage.
I don't want to fall anymore, I don't want to cry anymore, I still want to hide inside.
Jiang Xiyu remained in that position for a while, and then, when his tears were almost dry, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
I didn't sleep a wink last night in order to plan a birthday surprise for Lu Xingye.
So this time, Jiang Xiyu slept very soundly.
When Lu Xingye opened the car door, he saw Jiang Xiyu huddled in his coat, her head turned to the side as if she were asleep.
After he got in the car and closed the door, the other person showed no signs of waking up.
Lu Xingye didn't intend to wake him up; he simply used the light from above to examine Jiang Xiyu's sleeping face.
Perhaps because his coat covered his mouth and nose, his face was flushed from the stuffiness, and the corners of his eyes were also red. His dark eyelashes were tangled together and wet, as if he had been crying.
Lu Xingye glanced over and, confirming that he had been crying, frowned deeply.
He was puzzled as to why Jiang Xiyu was crying.
Was it because he came back too late that Jiang Xiyu was sad?
Lu Xingye's gaze paused for a moment, and he couldn't help but raise his wrist to check the time, realizing that he had only been inside for half an hour.
In half an hour, he greeted all the elders present, and before he could even have a chance to meet with his childhood friends who came to congratulate him, he rushed out.
Lu Xingye turned his head to look at Jiang Xiyu's pitiful appearance.
She's only been gone for half an hour, and she's already crying like this?
Lu Xingye felt like laughing for a moment, but he also felt good about being needed by Jiang Xiyu.
Seeing Jiang Xiyu's face growing increasingly red, and fearing that Jiang Xiyu might have difficulty breathing, he reached out and pulled his coat down a little to reveal a clean face.
After finishing this, Lu Xingye stepped back a little, casually loosened his tie, leaned against the car door with his back, found a comfortable position facing Jiang Xiyu, and then stared at Jiang Xiyu's sleeping face.
The scenery outside the car window kept changing, and the light and shadows brushed past Jiang Xiyu's eyelids. He unconsciously buried his face in his coat.
Lu Xingye clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction and then tugged at it again.
Jiang Xiyu was being too disobedient, so he turned his head to the other side.
The young master stared speechlessly at the back of someone's head that had been left behind.
Lu Xingye waited for a while, but Jiang Xiyu still didn't turn her face back.
Frustrated by not being able to see Jiang Xiyu's face, he couldn't help but reach out and try to turn Jiang Xiyu's head. Unexpectedly, this time, the other person showed signs of waking up.
As if he had been caught doing something wrong, the young master stiffly withdrew his hand and even coughed twice, feigning guilt.
Jiang Xiyu's eyelids twitched, and he half-lifted them a crack, his gaze gradually sweeping over the other person's clothes, neck, and chin.
He opened his eyes and stared at Lu Xingye without blinking.
Lu Xingye also looked at him, and the two gazed at each other silently.
Jiang Xiyu remembered that cough and thought Lu Xingye was cold. The next second, her actions were faster than her thoughts. She immediately sat up straight like a zombie and grabbed her coat to cover Lu Xingye.
Lu Xingye's pupils contracted, and he didn't have time to react.
Jiang Xiyu's voice was still a little hoarse, and she asked him in a soft tone, "Brother Xingye, are you cold?"
Lu Xingye: "..."
He even suspected that the other person was sleepwalking, because after covering him with clothes, he sat back down listlessly and closed his eyes wearily.
"Jiang Xiyu," Lu Xingye called out.
Jiang Xiyu snorted softly, as if in response.
His eyes were actually sore from crying and he could barely open them, so he thought he was still dreaming.
But Lu Xingye coughed in his dream, and he had to go and take care of him.
Lu Xingye waited quietly for a while, and Jiang Xiyu hummed that sound but then didn't react.
He laughed in exasperation, pulled down his clothes, and said, "Jiang Xiyu, stop pretending to be asleep."
Jiang Xiyu was a little confused. She opened her eyes halfway and looked at Lu Xingye. She stared at him carefully for a long time before she finally realized that he had returned.
“Brother Xingye…”
Lu Xingye nudged Jiang Xiyu with his toe and asked, "Still sleeping?"
Jiang Xiyu jolted awake, shaking her head repeatedly like a good student caught sleeping in class: "I won't sleep anymore, I won't sleep anymore."
As he spoke, he rubbed his swollen eyes with his hands, trying to relieve the swelling.
Lu Xingye saw it and said with certainty, "Jiang Xiyu, you cried."
Jiang Xiyu subconsciously denied it: "No, no, something got in my eye."
Lu Xingye scoffed coldly and said expressionlessly, "When I came back, you were still crying."
"Huh?" Jiang Xiyu raised her voice. "Impossible."
He cried himself to sleep, but no one cries after falling asleep.
"Why is it impossible? Didn't you cry because you missed me?" Lu Xingye sat closer to him, his voice lower and carrying a hint of threat: "Could it be that you didn't miss me in your dreams?"
"I will miss you."