CHAPTER 92: CHAPTER 90: HERE TO PICK YOU UP

Zhou Huaiyi didn’t look at him, idly kicking small stones: "No."

"Who was that guy the other day then?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Zhou Huaiyi had no patience, always annoyed by Cheng Yi’s interrogative demeanor from the start.

"Well... it’s not really related." He quietly took a step forward and said, "Give me a chance?"

Zhou Huaiyi wasn’t paying attention to him at first, with her head down, she didn’t notice his approach, and scoffed: "Save it, there’s no need."

The phone in Zhou Huaiyi’s pocket had been muted, and WeChat messages were popping up on the screen one by one, but she was completely unaware.

...

In the meantime, Xiang Qichen was going out of his mind with worry.

In the thirty minutes after Zhou Huaiyi had said goodnight to him, he had sent almost a message every five minutes.

But, there was no reply.

Xiang Qichen glanced at the time, it was 1 AM. Frowning in thought for a while, he got up, made a phone call, grabbed his coat, and headed out.

...

"Zhou Huaiyi, after two years, you really won’t give me another chance?" Cheng Yi gradually moved closer to her.

Zhou Huaiyi completely lost her patience then, suddenly standing up straight, but as she was about to speak, she was startled by the person who had somehow appeared in front of her.

Her body stiffened, she instinctively took a step back, and said, "Is it necessary, Cheng Yi? Do you think it’s necessary? Haven’t you figured out how we’ve been getting along these two years? Even if we go in circles, the right person would still be you in the end. Is it meaningful for you to force it like this? Besides, I like someone else now."

"Oh, you like someone else?" He propped up his jaw with a look of disdain and mockery, "Who? Xiang Qichen?"

After speaking, he couldn’t help but laugh, as if it was a joke: "How old are you? Still chasing stars?"

Zhou Huaiyi was stunned, her expression turning even uglier, her chest heaving with indignation, she glared at him angrily, her voice turning cold: "I said, this has nothing to do with you. And just with your condescending and disdainful attitude, there’s no way I’ll have anything to do with you again!"

Probably provoked by her words, Cheng Yi suddenly grabbed her wrist bone, lowering his head to try to kiss her.

Zhou Huaiyi instinctively turned her head to avoid it, twisting her wrist twice to break free from his grip and pushed him away hard, slapping him mercilessly with a "slap," and yelled furiously: "Get lost, you lowlife!"

In the dark and quiet alley, her footsteps echoed as she ran far away.

Cheng Yi stood in place for a long time, raised his hand to rub his still faintly aching cheek, and laughed rather mockingly.

...

After getting back to her room, it took a long while for Zhou Huaiyi to calm down.

She patted her chest with lingering fear, taking deep breaths.

Thank God, thank God she avoided it, thank God.

At that moment, Xiang Qichen’s face suddenly appeared in her mind.

Smiling, serious, helpless, it was all him.

Zhou Huaiyi anxiously pulled out her phone, only to find three unread messages, all from Xiang Qichen.

[Xiang: Are you back yet?]

[Xiang: Was it troublesome?]

[Xiang: Want me to come over?]

In an instant, Zhou Huaiyi only felt her nose tingle, before she even knew what happened, tears suddenly fell, landing on the back of her hand and splashing into small tear flowers.

She raised her hand to wipe her tears, smiling through her tears as she replied: [Back, it’s okay]

But as she spoke, she was crying and murmured softly: "It’s something, it’s really something. Xiang Qichen, if you liked me too, that would be so good..."

In the later half of the night, Zhou Huaiyi tossed and turned in bed for a long time, unable to sleep.

The clock in the room had already passed 4 AM, she turned to lie facing the ceiling, sat up, irritably scratching at her hair, almost frantically yelling: "Can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep!"

With a "ding," the three-tone sound was particularly crisp, Zhou Huaiyi turned her head to glance at the lit phone screen, and reached out to grab it.

[Xiang: Are you asleep?]

Zhou Huaiyi was startled, damn?

[Zhou Luobu: You’re not asleep yet?]

The next second, his call came in.

Zhou Huaiyi’s heart skipped a beat with nerves, she hurriedly tapped to answer in a panic.

"Hello." His deep, gentle voice flowed like a clear spring, accompanied by the sound of currents in the receiver as it entered Zhou Huaiyi’s ear.

Zhou Huaiyi quickly held the phone up to her ear: "Hello... hello? Why aren’t you asleep?"

"Yeah." He said, "Can you come down for a moment?"

Zhou Huaiyi: "??? What?"

He suddenly chuckled softly, "I’m downstairs at your house."

Zhou Huaiyi: ! (◎_◎;)

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Fifteen minutes later, Zhou Huaiyi once again appeared bundled up at her alley entrance.