CHAPTER 78: CHAPTER 77: THE SKY CHANGES AGAIN

After the final roadshow ended, a few people took the 10:30 PM flight back to Yanchuan.

Upon landing, due to a sudden change in Yanchuan’s weather, the landing was delayed by an hour. The moment the cabin door opened, a gust of wind rushed in, catching Zhou Huaiyi off guard.

On a bone-chilling winter night, Yanchuan was unexpectedly experiencing a downpour.

The patter of raindrops hit the black awning of the stairs with an exceptionally loud sound. The small white car was waiting at the foot of the stairs, but the wind was so strong that they couldn’t even hold an umbrella. Zhou Huaiyi braved the rain and dashed into the car.

The bodyguard was the last to get into the car, and everyone was soaked like drowned rats. Yang Li shook his wet clothes slightly, glanced at the dark sky through the car window, and said, "Why did it suddenly start raining so heavily? I’m freezing to death."

Zhou Huaiyi wiped her hair with a tissue: "The weather wasn’t looking good this morning."

Xiang Qichen said nothing, his clothes were wet too, and he didn’t bother to do anything about it. He looked at the swirling dark sky, frowning slightly as if deep in thought.

Seeing this, Yang Li quickly handed him a tissue, looking at his face, and thought of the bodyguard behind, saying, "Zhou Huaiyi, wipe yourself."

Xiang Qichen snapped back to reality and took a couple of tissues to wipe his face.

Zhou Huaiyi saw his serious expression, wiped her clothes, pondered for a while, and in the end, didn’t ask anything.

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When they returned to the apartment, the rain continued unabated, and the cold wind blew the sheer curtains on the balcony, causing them to flutter noisily.

Xiang Qichen took off his outer clothing, went to close the window, turned back to look at Zhou Huaiyi, and said, "Take a shower, don’t catch a cold."

Zhou Huaiyi nodded willingly, slid the door open, and went into the bathroom.

When she came out, Xiang Qichen had also taken a shower. He was wearing cotton pajamas in the kitchen, pouring some water, and upon seeing her come out, he poured an extra glass and handed it over.

Zhou Huaiyi took it and sipped.

He said, "Get some sleep early. There’s no work tomorrow, you can rest well."

Zhou Huaiyi tilted her head, raised her eyebrows as she watched his back entering the room, lost in thought.

Why did the idol suddenly become... depressed...

In the deep night, the wind outside the window whooshed past intermittently, accompanied by the clamor of large raindrops. Zhou Huaiyi tossed and turned in bed for a long time, grabbed her phone and checked the time: 3 AM.

She got up and sat in a daze for a while, then sent a WeChat message to Kang Xuan.

[Zhou Luobu: Old Kang, I’ve decided to launch my offensive]

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The next day, Zhou Huaiyi, having gone to bed late, slept straight through to noon.

Xiang Qichen woke up five minutes earlier than her, and opening his eyes, his first sensation was—utter comfort.

He stretched his muscles and glanced at the window sill, where sunlight slanted in, and the weather was clear. It took him a long while to realize that this room seemed... not to be his.

Instinctively, Xiang Qichen sat up, looking down.

A broad chest, a strong build, and large hands.

Did they... switch back?

Xiang Qichen hastily touched his own face, leapt off the bed without bothering to look in the mirror, pushed open his room door, and called out to her, "Zhou Huaiyi, Zhou Huaiyi..."

The latter groggily awoke to the shaking, sat up slowly, and rubbed her eyes. In a daze, she saw a tall and upright figure before her. A few seconds later, his delicate features gradually became clear, with large, slender, almond-shaped eyes, bright and clear, and a straight, handsome nose.

Zhou Huaiyi watched and couldn’t help but smile, opening her mouth in a daze, "Good morning, idol."

"We’ve switched back." He spoke.

His low, clear voice was comforting to Zhou Huaiyi’s ears. She closed her eyes, indulging for a moment, "Hmm..."

Xiang Qichen: "...Zhou Huaiyi, we’ve switched back."

We’ve switched back.

Switched back.

Back.

The last few words echoed around her ears, jolting Zhou Huaiyi awake!

When she looked up again, the idol!

A surge of surprise flooded her heart, and Zhou Huaiyi sprang up from the bed, excitedly messing up her own hair, shouting, "We’ve switched back! We’ve switched back! Ahhhhh idol we’ve switched back! I’m finally no longer a man!"

Xiang Qichen watched the lively girl in front of him, grinned, raised his hand to pat her head gently, and said affectionately, "Silly."