After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman 118

Chapter 118: Can I Say I Miss You?

On the sparkling sea surface, countless golden light spots were jumping.

Huai Xing looked at Chu Wantang’s eyes. She held her phone tightly. Facing this question, she had no other answer.

After taking a light breath, she replied with a smile, “You can.”

Her voice was not loud or soft, not even as loud as the excited shouts of the strangers around her for the sunrise.

But these two words had weight for them. They had both heard them accurately, and they had fallen straight into their hearts, creating a constantly churning wave, gently eroding their hearts.

Chu Wantang hung up the phone, her eyes a little red.

She took another step forward and handed the flowers forward, her lips curling up. “Happy birthday, Xingxing.” As soon as these few words came out, her long lashes were heavy with teardrops, and she insisted on finishing, “May your heart be a smooth path, and your brows be free of frost and snow. Health and peace.”

Huai Xing did not take the flowers first, but reached out her hand to wipe away the tears that had fallen from the woman’s face.

It was as if the light and shadow of the sunrise had all gathered in this tear. She suppressed the sourness in her nose and said to Chu Wantang with a smile, “Thanks.”

With that, she took the bouquet.

It was not the envelope shape that was so significant to them, but it was beautiful enough. She lowered her head to sniff it, and then looked at Chu Wantang’s still-somewhat-dazed appearance, hummed lightly, and asked, “Why did you only just arrive, Chu Ruan Tang?”

Hearing this form of address, Chu Wantang flicked her curly hair. “I came back from a business trip a few days ago and sat down at the coffee shop in the evening, but I waited until ‘Silk Season’ was empty and didn’t see your car. The staff at that time told me that you were asking about the booth, but you didn’t contact me… I thought I was disturbing you, so I didn’t go for two days.” She turned around and looked at the sunrise on the sea level. “Last night, before the coffee shop closed, I went again. Even if I couldn’t see your car, sitting there would make me feel at ease. The staff told me to look at the message board, so I immediately booked a flight and rushed over.”

Huai Xing: “…”

She also looked ahead and cleared her throat a little uncomfortably. “After I found out you were asking about my booth, I didn’t contact you either. I thought you were playing some kind of game with me.” Her lips curved. “When I called you, I was still thinking that if you were still sleeping now, it would be deserved to be woken up by me.”

It was also a different kind of tacit understanding. Chu Wantang turned her head to the side, glanced at her profile, and the dimples on her lips couldn’t be put away. She couldn’t help but call out, “Huai Xing.”

“Hmm? What’s wrong?” Huai Xing looked back at her, her brows slightly raised.

“Nothing. I’m just calling you.”

Such a conversation was very familiar and had happened between them several times.

It was almost always used when Huai Xing felt insecure.

She stood a little to the side, until their shoulders were side by side, and then reached out her free hand to touch the moist sea breeze, and said softly, “The wind is rising, Chu Wantang.”

Hearing this, Chu Wantang’s lips were pressed together tightly, her temples were throbbing, and her nerves were also a little tense.

The next second, she heard the person at her side say softly, “But the wind has a whirlwind, and it will bring me back to your side.”

The uneasy heartbeat came to an end at this moment. Chu Wantang took Huai Xing’s hand and did not speak.

She just quietly watched the increasingly brilliant sunrise, feeling their sticky palms.

One wave of people after another came to the seaside, and the sighs of those who regretted being late and coming late sounded. They always stood in place, until six-thirty, when the sunrise had already been fully revealed and had not changed much, and only then did they hold hands and leave the beach.

Someone looked at their backs and said in a low voice, “Another pair of lesbians who have come to check in…”

They passed through the beach to the parking lot. Huai Xing asked, “Did you take a taxi or drive?”

“I took a taxi,” Chu Wantang said, her features revealing a hint of helplessness. “I haven’t had time to rent a car yet.”

Huai Xing: “Perfect. I’ve rented a car. It’s the one in front.”

She took out her car keys and pressed them, and then asked, “Then where are you staying? The Junling Hotel?”

“At home.”

“What?” Huai Xing’s footsteps paused.

“I still bought a house in Nancheng,” Chu Wantang said, squeezing her hand. “Do you want to go and see it? It’s not far from here. I had an auntie come and clean it up at the last minute last night.”

Huai Xing was silent for a few seconds and commented, “It’s also in line with your style of doing things.”

She opened the back seat door and carefully placed the flowers, and said with great understanding, “A coffee shop partner? I’m afraid you’re the one who paid for most of this shop, right? The rent, decoration, and costs, are they all paid by you?”

As she asked, she opened the passenger door again and looked directly at the person with a guilty expression.

Chu Wantang smiled sheepishly and got into the passenger seat, taking her non-answer as an answer.

A curve appeared on Huai Xing’s lips, and she walked around the front of the car and sat down in the driver’s seat.

Soon, the car drove away from the spot. Chu Wantang entered the name of the complex on the car’s display screen. It was a few kilometers from the seaside, which was indeed not far.

It didn’t take much time for the car to drive into the underground garage. She hadn’t stayed here many times and was a little unfamiliar. She led Huai Xing around the garage for a while. When they got out of the car, the cold garage made them both rub their arms.

Huai Xing took the flowers again, and her other hand was still held by Chu Wantang.

Everything here was very strange. The only thing that made her feel familiar was Chu Wantang. She looked at their intertwined hands, felt Chu Wantang’s warm temperature, and her features were gentle.

After entering the elevator, Chu Wantang pressed the floor number and said, “If no one gets in or out in the middle, it takes 23 seconds to reach the floor.”

She looked at Huai Xing. “I don’t know why I’ve developed this habit of counting seconds.”

“Do you really not know why?” Huai Xing asked, looking at the jumping numbers, her voice holding a smile.

“…”

“I know.”

Huai Xing looked at her like this and couldn’t help but laugh.

It was still early, and no one was coming in or out in the middle. After blinking a few times, they arrived at their destination.

Even though it was a house she didn’t live in much, Chu Wantang had still bought a high-end model. She entered the password and opened the door, and took out two pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet.

When Huai Xing was changing her shoes, she looked around the room. The decoration was mainly white, light gray, and wood color, fresh, gentle, and clean.

An entire floor-to-ceiling window could see the sea not far away. The sun was just right now, and that patch of ground was flowing with a golden color.

The room was very clean. Huai Xing came to the floor-to-ceiling window and stood there. The warm sun shone on her, and she couldn’t help but stretch.

She turned around and saw Chu Wantang coming out of the kitchen with breakfast, and she was a little dazed.

It was like a dream.

Chu Wantang put down the congee. “Eat some breakfast and then go back to sleep.” She looked up at the slightly stunned Huai Xing. “What’s wrong?”

Huai Xing shook her head and did not answer.

She walked closer, hugged her, and buried her face in her shoulder, feeling the reality.

After a dazed two seconds, Chu Wantang held her back tightly.

They slowly moved to the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, but apart from hugging, they had no other actions or thoughts.

Huai Xing was curled up in Chu Wantang’s arms, and Chu Wantang’s arm was around her waist.

The sunlight flowed into the room like melted honey, illuminating their entangled hair, their closed long lashes, their lightly pressed lips, and the dust gently swirling in the beam of light. The morning light seemed to have frozen the tender love at this moment into a breathing oil painting.

The still-familiar fragrance was mixed and entangled, drifting into their nasal cavities.

The longing of not seeing each other for ten months, and the unease of being separated for a long time, all had an outlet at this moment.

The sound of their touching heartbeats shattered everything. In their world, there was only each other’s existence, and no other factors to disturb them.

In the end, it was hunger that overcame their willpower, and only then did they go to eat breakfast.

After the meal, they went into the bedroom. At this moment, there was no concept of sleeping separately. They just wanted to be together.

But after they had entered the bedroom, you could see that Chu Wantang had indeed come in a hurry. The suitcase was lying on the floor, and the clothes inside were all packed in a mess, which was completely not this person’s usual OCD style.

She wrapped her arms around Huai Xing and then held the person in her arms, saying softly, “There was only one flight left to Nancheng. There wasn’t much time left, and it was a rush to get to Haicheng Airport. I just stuffed all my clothes in. I didn’t pack them.”

Huai Xing’s gaze was fixed on her affectionate eyes, and she couldn’t help but say, “Jiejie.”

“Are you calling me?”

“Mm,” Huai Xing said, her long lashes blinking, and she remembered to explain, “I was also on a business trip before and just came back not long ago, so that’s why you didn’t see my car.”

Chu Wantang ruffled the back of her head, her forehead pressed against hers.

The distance shortened, and their breaths intertwined, and no one went a step further.

Huai Xing turned her face away slightly, closed her eyes, and said in a warm voice, “Let’s go back to sleep.”

“Okay.”

The curtains in the master bedroom were drawn, and the room was a little dark.

They fell into a deep sleep in this position without realizing it. Huai Xing was not holding the jade comb, and Chu Wantang was not holding the wooden carved flower.

They were each other’s A-bei-bei.

…

At nearly twelve, Huai Xing opened her eyes.

She looked at the unfamiliar ceiling and light fixtures, and after a few seconds of daze, she remembered where she was now.

She stood up and saw that the suitcase on the floor had disappeared. She thought that Chu Wantang had put all the clothes in the closet.

She slowly came out of the master bedroom and did not see anyone in the living room, but the door to the study was ajar, and she could vaguely hear a female voice speaking fluent foreign language from inside.

Huai Xing did not go in directly. She washed up and came to the sofa to sit down.

She opened her phone and saw that the pinned “wooden carved flower” had sent her a message an hour ago, and not just one. She had sent her a message every ten minutes during this period.

[I’m in a multinational conference in the study.]

[A fabric partner has braided his beard.]

[Waiting for you to wake up.]

[Such a boring meeting.]

[I want to turn off the computer.]

[You can just come to the study.]

Huai Xing looked at the last message and raised an eyebrow.

She quoted the previous ones one by one and replied. When she quoted the last one, she said: [I’ll wait for you to finish the meeting and come out.]

A few seconds after the message was sent, Chu Wantang’s reply came through: [Okay, it’ll be a while longer.]

Huai Xing sighed and stood up.

She first looked at Chu Wantang through the crack in the study door. The woman at work did not look light and cheerful, and her brows were faintly pressed down. When she saw her “sneaky” appearance, a smile suddenly appeared on her lips.

Their eyes met, and Huai Xing also smiled with her eyes curving.

She raised her phone, indicating that they would continue to communicate on WeChat, and Chu Wantang nodded.

Perhaps in just a little over ten minutes, Chu Wantang’s meeting was over, and she couldn’t wait to come out of the study.

Huai Xing was on the sofa, flipping through a children’s picture book. Seeing her, she asked, “Is this Qiaoqiao’s?”

“Yes,” Chu Wantang said, sitting down next to her. “When Su Cheng and Qiaoqiao were here during the clothing expo last year, they also stayed here.”

Huai Xing was flipping through the patterns on the picture book, and one of them was an introduction to seashells.

Hearing Chu Wantang talk about the clothing expo last year, she hummed. “You’re so good at saying that. The person who deliberately used a seashell fragment to injure herself to get close to me.” She glanced at the person beside her. “Do you still dare to do it in the future?”

Chu Wantang lowered her eyes and admitted her mistake honestly. “I won’t.”

“Is there anywhere else you’ve been injured?”

Hearing this question, Chu Wantang’s expression was a little hesitant.

Seeing her like this, Huai Xing’s action of flipping through the picture book paused, and she took a deep breath. “Where?”

Chu Wantang honestly spread her palm and drew a virtual line on her palm and knuckles with the fingertips of her other hand. “Here.”

“Why is this?”

“Six years ago, I held the bank card too tightly,” Chu Wantang said, pausing, and her heart still felt a little heavy when she recalled that day. “I wasn’t willing to accept your departure and went to confront Wen Shiwei, but what she said was all the truth… Later, I had it bandaged at her place before I left.”

Huai Xing lowered her eyes and looked at the palm in front of her.

Chu Wantang’s palm was very graceful, and her skin had a faint pink hue.

This hand was soft and warm. In the long time that Huai Xing had known her, she knew that her hand was mainly used for designing clothes, and she had never seen her hand injured.

Since she could bleed from holding it, it was a degree of pain that Huai Xing could not imagine.

Her brows were furrowed, and an indescribable bitterness rose in her heart. A sigh was held at the tip of her tongue, and in the end, it turned into a sentence, “Does it hurt?”

“It doesn’t hurt anymore,” Chu Wantang said with a faint smile. “This is the only one. I haven’t been injured at other times.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Huai Xing slowly lower her head and plant a kiss on her palm.

The soft lips and the tender palm touched, and the warm breath was sprinkled on this place, spreading around. The wound that had long since stopped hurting inexplicably started to itch at this moment.

Chu Wantang pressed her lips together, only feeling that the scene in front of her overlapped with the imagination she had had when she was injured.

She lightened her breathing and did not stop her.

Huai Xing’s kiss landed on all her injured places. When it was about done, she lifted her head.

She inevitably set a rule. “You can’t do this in the future. No matter what, don’t hurt your own body.”

“I won’t,” Chu Wantang said, propping herself up on the sofa with one hand, her gaze on her face, and finally, she carefully fixed it on her pink, moist lips.

Huai Xing sensed her gaze and patted her shoulder. “Sit up straight.”

Chu Wantang immediately cooperated. “Okay.”

Huai Xing stood in front of her and said with a bit of a stutter, “I have to go through a process.”

“What process?”

“We’ve been through too much too quickly in the past, and the order was a bit reversed,” Huai Xing said, pondering, her expression very serious. “This time, let’s transition from an ambiguous period, okay?”

“Okay.”

Although she said that, Chu Wantang couldn’t help but laugh. “Can I also sit on your lap during the ambiguous period, Xingxing?”

Huai Xing was embarrassed. “…”

“I’m sorry. I’m used to it.”

She wanted to stand up, but her waist was held by Chu Wantang, and the two of them were pressed even closer.

Chu Wantang held her and leaned back against the sofa.

Smelling the clear fragrance on her, Chu Wantang asked again, “Then what can I say?”

“What do you mean by what can I say?”

“Can I say I miss you?”

“You can.”

Chu Wantang chuckled lightly. “I miss you very much, Huai Xing.”

She said, “I’ve been sleeping and eating well in the past ten months, and I’ve been listening to you.”

“Is that so?”

Huai Xing held her face and kissed her on the forehead. “As a reward.”