Forbidden to Flirt and Run 44

Chapter 44 Extra 1

Late at night.

It was drizzling outside the window. After a busy day and one round at night, Xu Qingtang washed up and went straight to sleep.

Gu Yizhi adjusted the air conditioner to a moderate temperature. Seeing that the ends of Xu Qingtang’s hair were still wet, she took a clean towel and gently helped her dry them.

Buzz, buzz, buzz…

Xu Qingtang’s phone was ringing.

Gu Yizhi glanced over. It was an unknown number. It rang for a while. Afraid of waking Xu Qingtang, she hung up.

But the other party called again several times.

Gu Yizhi answered. On the other end was a howling wind, followed by a drunken voice.

“Qingtang?”

“I heard you’re engaged to Gu Yizhi?”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Qingtang. I beg you, for the sake of our many years of acquaintance, don’t be so cruel to me.”

“A person like Gu Yizhi probably doesn’t really like anyone. I only just realized that I actually like… Qingtang? Qingtang… why aren’t you saying anything, Qingtang? Don’t ignore me, okay…”

Gu Yizhi said calmly, “She’s asleep. This is Gu Yizhi.”

“…”

The other end quickly hung up.

Gu Yizhi blacklisted the number and put the phone aside. Her gaze fell on Xu Qingtang’s face. She seemed to be dreaming of something, her brows slightly furrowed. Then her hand fumbled around, and after grabbing Gu Yizhi’s hand, she snuggled into her arms.

Gu Yizhi couldn’t help but smile.

The sound of the rain outside was harsh. It was also raining at the Lin City Peking Opera Theater. From the first-floor lobby, you could see the rain outside.

“Why has it been raining so much recently?”

Her aunt’s voice came. Gu Yizhi hummed in agreement. Just as she was about to call a driver to pick them up, a rush of footsteps suddenly came from not far away.

A woman in a cream-white qipao was drenched. Her dark, long hair clung to her waist. When their eyes accidentally met, her aunt was talking about the play just now.

Gu Yizhi wasn’t very interested. The woman, on the other hand, glanced at them again.

“Do you have an umbrella?”

“No.”

The woman smiled faintly upon hearing this, and handed over the black umbrella in her hand. “Oh, I happen to have one. I’ll lend it to you. It’s raining hard outside.”

Her aunt said, “That girl is quite kind-hearted.”

Gu Yizhi looked at the umbrella and hummed in agreement.

When it was raining, time seemed to be wound up, flowing quickly and tirelessly. Gu Yizhi accompanied her aunt to the Peking Opera theater again the next weekend.

In fact, she didn’t like watching Peking Opera that much.

On the contrary, she was more curious about the qipao lady from that day.

She wanted to know why she was drenched in rain even though she had an umbrella.

The rain was even heavier today, accompanied by thunder. The Peking Opera theater had a power outage. The corridor on the second floor was dark and heavy, covered with a dark red carpet that snaked forward like an endless tunnel.

The familiar sound of high heels sounded again.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

It was that qipao lady again.

She was in a hurry today and accidentally bumped into Gu Yizhi. As she helped her up, she apologized and asked, “Are you alright?”

She didn’t seem to remember her.

Gu Yizhi really wanted to speak, but in the end, she could only watch her hurry away. Finally, while listening to the classic The Drunken Concubine, she received a box of medicine with a note on it: “Take your medicine when you’re sick.”

During the curtain call, the graceful and noble concubine did not leave the stage. A woman walked up from backstage, took the lady’s hand, and said with a smile, “This is my girlfriend, Xu Qingtang.”

All the lights in the theater went out, and Gu Yizhi also woke up.

The rain was still falling outside. Xu Qingtang, who had been sleeping with her head on her arm, had already gotten out of bed and was looking for water. Just as she had gulped down a glass, she turned her head at the sound. “Why are you awake?”

Gu Yizhi smiled. “It’s nothing. I had a dream.”

Xu Qingtang went to get Gu Yizhi some water. When she came back, she asked, “A nightmare?”

Gu Yizhi took the glass of water. “Not really. I dreamed of you.”

Xu Qingtang: “Then it’s definitely not.” She moved closer to Gu Yizhi and hugged her from behind. “What did you dream about me? Are you under a lot of pressure recently?”

“No. I was just thinking it would have been nice to have met you earlier.”

“It’s not too late now.”

Gu Yizhi rarely dreamed. Perhaps it was because she had proposed during the day, or perhaps it was because of Lin Huaijia’s “many years of acquaintance.”

After hearing her dream, Xu Qingtang tilted her head and stared at Gu Yizhi’s jaw. “Ah? Did that happen?”

She had no impression of it at all.

Yes, and no.

Dreams are not all facts. For example, the second time they had met, Xu Qingtang had not given her medicine or a small note, but had only noticed that her temperature was high when she was helping her up, had advised her, and then had hurried away.

That was more than two years ago. Xu Qingtang hadn’t expected that she had really been hidden in Gu Yizhi’s heart for so long.

Xu Qingtang asked, “Then why weren’t you as proactive as you are now? Because I didn’t remember you and it hurt your feelings?”

“No.”

Gu Yizhi later found out that she worked at the Peking Opera theater and accidentally learned that her mother had been her high school homeroom teacher. She had visited her many times, but had always missed Xu Qingtang.

Later, because she was busy with work, she didn’t pay much attention.

And then, she heard that she had a girlfriend.

After hearing the end, Xu Qingtang couldn’t help but hug Gu Yizhi tighter. “You’re really going to break my heart. How could you be like this?”

Xu Qingtang had always wanted to know why Gu Yizhi liked her.

Now that she knew, she regretted it. She thought of the childhood that Gu Yizhi and her aunt had described so lightly. She could hardly imagine who would fall in love with someone else because of an umbrella and a sentence. This was only because the love she had felt was too barren.

Gu Yizhi raised her hand and touched her eyebrows and eyes. “What’s wrong with me?”

“Nothing. I just really, really want to be better to you,” Xu Qingtang pressed against Gu Yizhi’s earlobe and kissed it. “Don’t take the past to heart. The shadows will pass.”

Gu Yizhi quickly understood what she meant and smiled almost imperceptibly.

In fact, there were no shadows in the past, and she had never felt lonely. It was just that occasionally, when she saw the thousands of lights, she would always think of Xu Qingtang’s faint smile when they had first met.

Those thousands of threads of emotions that could not be woven into a line reached their peak the moment Xu Qingtang knocked on her door.

Even so, Gu Yizhi still replied, “Alright.”

Her voice was so empty and lonely, especially in such a cold and rainy night, that it made one feel very protective. Xu Qingtang hugged her tighter. “I will love you in the future.”

“Only love?”

Xu Qingtang was still immersed in the emotion of protecting a small white flower. “Gu Zhizhi…” You’ve suffered in the past…

Before she could finish the sentimental sentence, Gu Yizhi turned over and pressed her down, her lips curled, her exquisite features with a smile. “Is there a word missing?”

Xu Qingtang blinked. “What?”

Gu Yizhi: “Do.”

The next day, Xu Qingtang belatedly realized that what she had thought was a pitiful and weak little white flower, Gu Yizhi was clearly a little yellow flower, a pervert