Endless Fall - Chapter 221 - 221 Forget That Moment of Heart palpitation

Chapter 221 – 221 Forget That Moment of Heart palpitation

221 Forget That Moment of Heart palpitation

Chu Yuzhou, who was being discussed, was very troubled.

He shook Tang Ni’s shoulders and whispered into her ear, “Tang Ni, take off your clothes before you sleep.”

After he repeated it a few times, Tang Ni slowly opened her eyes.

She looked at the face that was so close to her. Her round eyes were watery, making people want to take pity on her.

“Boss.” She raised the corners of her lips and smiled. Her breath landed on his skin. “What a coincidence. I met you again.”

Chu Yuzhou was dazzled by her smile.

He avoided her gaze and calmed himself down. “You really should practice your alcohol tolerance.”

“I didn’t drink.”

“Yes, you didn’t.” He didn’t want to argue with a drunk person. “Hurry up and take off your clothes. You’ll catch a cold if you sleep like this.”

Tang Ni subconsciously touched her collar, but there was no trace of the zipper. Only then did she move to the hem of her sweater.

Thinking of what she would do next, Chu Yuzhou turned around and stared at the snow outside the window, his thoughts wandering.

Tang Ni, who was only wearing a black thermal suit, sat by the bed in a daze and stared at his back. She did not say a word for a long time.

Chu Yuzhou spoke first. “Are you done?”

“Done.”

“Then cover yourself with a blanket and lie down.” Chu Yuzhou turned around after three to five minutes and looked at the person hiding under the blanket.

For once, he was patient. “Close your eyes now.”

“And then what?”

“Count as many sheep as you can.”

Tang Ni counted silently in her heart.

When she counted to twenty-nine, sleepiness swept over her. In just a few breaths, she drifted into a slumber.

After confirming that she was asleep, Chu Yuzhou went downstairs.

He lit the cigarette in his mouth, held the dice cup, and played games with them. Gradually, he forgot that moment of heart palpitation.

#

The weather in Lin City warmed up on Monday.

After signing a contract with Sheng Heng, Gu Quan took the elevator down to the lobby and happened to see a familiar figure.

He walked up in big strides. “Jiaojiao.”

Lin Jiao stopped in her tracks and turned around.

She looked up, and the warm sunlight shone on her side profile. When her eyelashes fluttered, a small light fell from her lower eyelids.

“What a coincidence.” She smiled.

Gu Quan looked into her eyes and smiled.

He followed her out of the hall to avoid blocking the other employees. “I’m here to sign the contract with Sheng Heng. What about you?”

“I work here.”

“How do you like it working here?”

“It’s no different from what I imagined.” Lin Jiao adjusted the collar of her down jacket. “Did things go well in the Gu Corporation?”

Gu Quan heaved a sigh of relief. “Yes.” He rubbed the folder in his hand. “Other than feeling exhausted, everything else is fine.”

“I can tell.” She did not miss the redness in his eyes and said calmly, “Remember to take a break.”

“I will.”

Perhaps the sun was good.

Perhaps it was because it was very comfortable to stay by her side.

The fatigue in Gu Quan’s body seemed to have dissipated a lot.

He felt the cold wind blowing and subconsciously stood to her right, blocking the cold wind for her.

“Where are you going?”

“Sycamore Street. Yilan is waiting for me to eat together with her.”

A few hundred meters ahead was Sycamore Street.

He accompanied her for a while, passing by pedestrians and finally stopping under the eye-catching blue road sign.

“Jiaojiao.” He lowered his head, his outline softened by the sunlight. “Enjoy your time. I’ll go back to the company first.”

“Okay.” She didn’t say good-bye.

Under his gaze, Lin Jiao walked into the rice noodles shop.

She sat opposite Pei Yilan and told her the reason why she came late. Her expression did not change at all.

Hearing Gu Quan’s name, Pei Yilan did not flare up like before.

“Did Zhu Xing send you a WeChat message?” Zhu Xing was their university classmate and had a good relationship with them before graduation.

“Yes.”

‘Do you know who she was engaged to?’

Lin Jiao shook her head. “She didn’t tell me.”

“You’ll never guess.” Pei Yilan showed Lin Jiao a photo from her WeChat Moments. “She actually got together with Qian Yongjun.”

“Business marriage?”

“I think it’s true love.”

Lin Jiao was surprised for a moment. “Not bad.”

“Do you want to bring Uncle along to the engagement party?” Pei Yilan held her arm and pushed open the glass door of the shop.

“I have to ask. Are you going with Jiang Ye?”

“I can’t.” She rubbed her stomach. “He was notified this morning that he’ll be joining the crew on Thursday.”

“What’s the genre this time?”

“Kung Fu.”

Lin Jiao was very interested in this kind of genre.

She made an appointment with Pei Yilan to visit Jiang Ye at work before pressing the elevator to the top floor to tell Pei Zhi about the engagement party.

“I can’t on Friday.” Pei Zhi tapped his cigarette with his fingertips and held the cigarette between his thin lips. “I have a dinner party.”

“When will it end?”

“Maybe eight or nine?” When the smoke filled the air, he narrowed his eyes. “I’ll pick you up when it’s over.”

Lin Jiao leaned into his arms. “Okay.” She fiddled with his cufflinks. “They’ve only been together for three months and they’re getting engaged.”

“It’s normal. There are people who get married in three days.”

“Do you know any couple who married that quickly?”

“Two.” Pei Zhi stubbed out his cigarette and the last wisp of smoke seeped out of his lips. “However, they married for business’s sake.”

“That doesn’t count.”

“Do you know any?”

“No.” Lin Jiao changed the topic. “Yilan told me that they’re going to get married this year.”

“Jiang Ye proposed?”

“Still working on it,” she said casually. “But he had the ring ready before the New Year.”

“That was fast.”

“Well, I’m turning twenty-five in June.”

Her topic changed from engagement to age. Pei Zhi finally sensed that something was wrong.

He raised his eyebrows. “You want to celebrate your birthday?”

“A little.” Lin Jiao accidentally took off his cufflinks and hid them in her palm. “Twenty-five is considered mature.”

“Got it.”

His radar picked up the hint.

Pei Zhi curled her ring finger and took the cufflink. He leaned over and muttered, “I’ll give you whatever you want.”

A warm kiss landed on her forehead. Lin Jiao met his burning gaze and smiled.

She pecked at those lips. “This is your reward.”