Chapter 139

The moment he bent down, Zhu Wenshu noticed fine snow particles falling from the brim of his hat and shoulders.

Just now she was tense all over, only then did she realize that Ling Chen was wrapped in a wave of cold air, and she must have come here in the snow.

"Let me go get you a cup of hot water."

"good."

Ling Chen was not polite at all, and even asked, "Don't be too hot."

Zhu Wenshu: "...Oh! I know the big star."

Walking lightly to the kitchen, Zhu Wenshu picked up the thermos and shook it, but there was still half a bottle left.

However, she opened the bottle cap and sniffed it closer. It wasn't hot, but it was almost cold.

So Zhu Wenshu took out the kettle and reheated a pot.

After turning on the fire, she stood in the kitchen, her eyes following the flames on the stove.

It wasn't until the water boiled that Zhu Wenshu came back to his senses. He quickly dug out a bottle of mineral water from the cabinet, turned the boiling water into warm water, and went to the room after carefully checking the temperature.

When I opened the door, I found that the light in the room was off.

There was only the cake on the table, and two candles were burning.

By the faint candlelight, one could vaguely see the words "eight" mounted on the cake.

"Happy Birthday Xiaocan."

The cake is not big, and the available space is barely enough, so these eight characters are crookedly squeezed together, which looks a bit childish.

Zhu Wenshu stood by the door with a glass of water in his hand, without making a sound for a long time.

"Aren't you coming to make a wish?"

Ling Chen stood up at some point and gave up the only chair in the room.

Zhu Wenshu put the water glass by the table and sat down on the chair upright.

She straightened her back and stared at the candlelight without moving.

Although the lights in the room were off, nothing could be seen. But because of this, she could feel that Ling Chen was standing beside her, and she became more and more nervous.

I don't know how long it has passed, Zhu Wenshu has many thoughts floating in his mind, but none of them are wishes.

Until Ling Chen reminded him aloud.

"Is your wish a bit long?" Ling Chen said, "How about I take a note?"

Zhu Wenshu pursed his smile, and hastily clasped his hands in front of his chest.

After silently chanting two very old-fashioned wishes in her heart, she belatedly realized that this action was a bit silly.

She turned her head slightly, trying to see Ling Chen's expression, but found that in this dim room, only his outline could be seen clearly.

But I don't know if it's because the sight is limited, and the hearing and smell become extra sensitive.

She seemed to hear Ling Chen's breathing clearly and feel his warmth.

After a long time, Ling Chen asked, "Have you finished making the three wishes?"

"Two..." Zhu Wenshu lowered his head and smiled, "I don't have any wishes, why don't I give you one?"

Faintly seeing that Ling Chen seemed to be smiling, Zhu Wenshu gritted his teeth in annoyance.

What's wrong with me, what I do is getting more and more childish.

Not wanting Ling Chen, he didn't smile, but bent down and approached the cake.

His side face brushed against Zhu Wenshu's neck, and when she stared at the candle and closed her eyes, her senses instantly magnified a hundred times, and she felt that every breath of his was brushing against her cheeks.

Then she heard him say, "My wish is..."

Zhu Wenshu: "It won't work if you say it."

"No." Ling Chen's voice was very weak, "Whether it works or not, it's all up to you."

"I hope—" he said word by word, "Zhu Wenshu can be my girlfriend."

Her eyes seemed to lose focus in the candlelight, and her body seemed to be nailed to a chair, unable to move.

Amidst the rapid heartbeat, she almost blurted out an answer.

She opened her mouth and stopped the car just in time.

When she was extremely nervous, the questions that had been lingering in her mind today came up one after another. She picks and chooses from it in a daze, and asks the question she wants to ask the most.

"Ling Chen, when... when did you start liking me?"

"bookstore."

In the dark, Ling Chen's answer threw Zhu Wenshu into chaos again.

"bookstore?"

The person beside him seemed to straighten his back, and after taking a few breaths, he said, "Do you still remember the convenience bookstore at the end of Baihua Lane?"

Zhu Wenshu lowered his eyes and thought about it carefully, it seemed that such a place did exist in his faded memory.

When she lived at her grandma's house, she occasionally went to buy some casual books and magazines.

"when?"

"August..." The candlelight danced in Ling Chen's eyes, as if caught in a distant memory, "That August before the first year of high school."

Zhu Wenshu's fingers suddenly curled up on his lap, annoyed that his memory was so poor and he didn't have any impression.

"Did we talk then?"

"No."

"..."

"So." Ling Chen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he looked straight at Zhu Wenshu in the dark, "I fell in love with you at first sight."

love at first sight?

Zhu Wenshu couldn't find her way as her heart was beating like a drum. She glanced at the words on the cake and asked whatever came to her mind.

"Then why is Xiaocan classmate?"

Ling Chen suddenly smiled.

"You don't want to know."

Zhu Wenshu: "?"

because.

In the winter of the first year of high school, Ling Chen was on duty, and only went to wipe the black when the class bell rang.

plate.

Zhu Wenshu was wearing a long white down jacket and sleeping on the table.

The teacher opened the door and came in, staring at her figure and said with a smile, "Oh, how do you look like a silkworm baby?"