Chapter 138: He's Back (5)

It’s soon August; a typhoon was sweeping through the coastal cities, so Xie Jiagu said, “I just went to the weather forecast department and saw that there is a super typhoon landing tonight, it’s so terrible. I hope the rain doesn’t come down before the work is done, because I don’t have an umbrella.”

After Xie Jiagu said that, she asked Su Qiuzi, “Did you bring it?”

The weather was so nice in the morning, who thought it would rain today, Su Qiuzi shook her head at the question. Not only did she not bring an umbrella, she also did not drive the car here. The day before yesterday, the mini cooper had some problems and she was only going to drive it to the 4S[1] store for the weekend.

But the heavens favored them and the rain didn’t come down at the end of the day. Su Qiuzi took her things and left from the office, ready to grab a taxi to the subway station.

And as soon as she left the TV station lobby, her phone rang. There was no taxi coming from the roadside of the TV station building, so Su Qiuzi pressed the answer button. The call was from a strange phone number, she thought it was a courier, but when she heard the voice of the woman on the other side of the phone, Su Qiuzi slightly knitted her brows.

“It’s me, I’m Qiu Qianqian.” Qiu Xixi smiled, “I asked for your number from the agent.”

“Hmm.” Su Qiuzi raised her eyes to scan the roadside to see if a taxi was coming. The sky was dark with clouds and the wind was picking up. After Su Qiuzi answered the call, she said, “I didn’t like your house, I’m looking at other houses now.”

Upon hearing Su Qiuzi say that, Qiu Qianqian was visibly stunned. She quickly snapped back to her senses, smiled and said, “I’m not looking for you because of the house, I’m getting married next weekend, at the Zhili International Hotel, can you attend it?”

As Qiu Qianqian’s voice trailed off, Su Qiuzi politely said, “But I didn’t invite you over for my wedding back then.”

“It’s okay, it’s fine if you come.” When Qiu Qianqian heard her say that, she thought that Su Qiuzi was just being polite with her, she added, “I don’t want gift money, it’s just that a lot of classmates will come to this wedding, I think we haven’t seen each other for many years, so we should get together….”

“I’m not going.” The girl’s voice was soft, but her refusal was very clear.

The wind blew against her face, bringing some damp heat, Qiu Qianqian still wanted to say something, but Su Qiuzi then said, “You can delete my phone number.”

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Her words were a little too ruthless, but Qiu Xixi did not say more and after a moment of silence, she said “fine”. After Su Qiuzi wished her a happy new marriage, she hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Su Qiuzi looked across the road at the frangipani tree whose branches and leaves were swayed by the wind, slightly distracted. Qiu Qianqian reminded her again of something from high school, which was not exactly a good memory for her. She didn’t want to think about it or bring it up, she wanted to let the memory die.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Qiuzi regained her senses from her memories, she collected her thoughts and waved to the road to get a cab. Hopefully she wouldn’t have any nightmares tonight, this typhoon day scraping and thundering and raining, if she were to have nightmares again, He Yu on the phone would probably be able to appease her.

The sky became even more overcast and scattered raindrops drifted down, hitting the dry ground. In a short while, the raindrops became denser, gradually the ground became more and more wet.

The speeding traffic on the road drove the wipers, the rain didn’t stop, but Su Qiuzi’s body wasn’t wet from the raindrops. She felt a little strange and looked up to see a black umbrella overhead.

Su Qiuzi’s eyes opened slightly, at the same time, in the warm wind, mixed with a crisp fragrance. Her throat moved slightly and her heartbeat was gradually accelerating.

“Who’s this little cutie without an umbrella?” The man’s deep voice rang in her ears along with the sound of the wind.

Su Qiuzi lowered her head and raised her eyes to her side, the man raised his hand and held up his umbrella, dropping his eyes to look at her. The man appeared to be gentle and elegant, his deep, ink-like eyes holding the tenderness she was drowning for.

When she turned back, the man seemed to see her face clearly and he chuckled softly, whispering.

“Oh, it turned out to be my wife.”

He Yu is back!

[1]: Short for Sales, Service, Spare parts and Surveys (customer feedback) store in China)