Chapter 156: Chapter 156: So Sweet Chapter 156: Chapter 156: So Sweet âWait a moment.â Bai Wei panicked as she saw her leaving and wanted to get up but didnât dare to move: âCould you have someone bring me a glass of water, and remember, it needs to be warm boiled water.â
When it comes to how strictly artists manage their figures, Bai Wei still counts as someone not easily prone to gaining weight, but she would only eat anything after mixing it with boiled water first. Usually, she only drinks boiled water or tea, like last night, having a coffee late at night was a reward she gave herself.
Fu Han sat on the swing under the grapevine, gently swinging, holding a book of prose poetry in her hands. It wasnât clear if she was actually reading it or not, as she had been staying on the same page for half an hour already.
The sunlight filtered through the dark brown grapevines and finally turned into mottled patches of light, falling on her beige woolen clothes, on the prose poetry book that emitted a fragrance of ink, and on her feet, covered by pink and white checkered warm slippers.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
âSit tight, Iâll push you.â The voice of a young man came from behind her, and without looking back, she knew it was He Xing.
âAlright.â She immediately closed the prose poetry book and gripped the swingâs ropes tightly with both hands.
Two warm hands landed on her back, and before she could feel the warmth of his palms, he had already pushed her far away.
The wind on Fu Hanâs cheeks became more intense, and her long hair floated backward with the wind. There were moments when her hair would get entangled with his beige sweater, then fly away and entangle again.
Life is like this swing that goes up and down; it needs someone behind you to push you into the sky. But when you reach the highest point, thatâs also when youâre about to fall; then you get pushed again, take off, fall, and the cycle repeats.
There are some things you just canât do alone, like swinging. You can swing by yourself, but youâll never reach the heights that two people can.
Bai Wei sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, doing her makeup, her eyes gradually shifting towards the grapevine below. She snapped a photo of the two people, one sitting and one standing by the swing, and sent it to Luo Qinghe with the caption: âThe best love is one where we all enjoy the relationship, knowing our own place, not feeling awkward in silence, and treating the occasional mischief as just a dose of seasoning. Most of the time, we have our ways to enjoy life.â
A few minutes later, Luo Qinghe replied: âItâs only been a few days, have the two of them already become so sweet?â
A smile involuntarily appeared on Bai Weiâs lips: âThey have already been prominent in each otherâs lives for twenty years, these past days have just made them find back their old feelings.â
It was only after Bai Wei had changed her clothes that Luo Qingheâs reply came: âHow many twenties does a person have in their life? Itâs good that they know to cherish it.â
For some reason, when Bai Wei saw this message, she felt like Luo Qinghe was talking about him and Nan Qing, after all, he and Nan Qing had also known each other for nearly twenty years.
A feeling called jealousy emerged in Bai Weiâs heart. For a moment, she didnât want to attend the Li familyâs banquet anymore. His family would surely know about Nan Qing, so how would they see her?
Were they inviting her to the banquet to inspect a âreplacementâ?
Carrying such thoughts, Bai Wei couldnât relax, and she didnât even feel like taking a careful look at her own face.
Fu Han keenly noticed her discomfort and after asking about it, she rolled her eyes unabashedly: âYou only have two choices, donât go to the banquet and give up on Luo Qinghe; or, if you donât want to give up on Luo Qinghe, go there boldly. Nan Qingâs existence is inevitable, and even if Luo Qinghe loves you madly, the things between them canât be erased. If you canât get past this, you might as well not muddy the waters anymore.â
Old Zhou drove Bai Wei to the Li family personally, with Fu Han and He Xing seeing them off.
He Xing naturally took Fu Hanâs hand as they walked out of the He familyâs gate: âXiaohan, every time I see you talk with them, I always feel like youâve grown up, matured a lot.â
âItâs just talking reason, who canât do that?â Fu Han laughed, easily concealing the sorrow in her eyes.
Which girl doesnât want to be forever protected by the person her heart belongs to? Unfortunately, over the years, He Xing indeed protected her a lot, but on some issues, he deeply hurt her the most, and her maturity is out of necessity.
The two walked up the winding mountain road together; the boy was heartily joyous without any distractions, and although the girl was also happy, her happiness was mixed with a tinge of fear.
Fu Han always felt that she and He Xing indeed were very sweet at the moment, but this sweetness could only be kept inside a glass case: once exposed to the wind and sun, it wouldnât last long.
They wandered aimlessly on the mountain, occasionally stopping to enjoy the scenery, occasionally talking about Bai Wei, who was attending the banquet, and the afternoon was leisurely and comfortable.
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Li family villa.
The luxurious detached villa was especially lively. Apart from the Li familyâs rooms and the study room of Mr. Li, all other rooms were open to guests, mainly because there were so many people that it was necessary.
Bai Wei had already been there for half an hour, but besides being led to greet Luo Qinghe upon arrival, she hadnât seen him since.
Most of the attendees had a few acquaintances, so even without the hostâs entertainment, they could gather in small groups to chat.
But Bai Wei only knew Luo Qinghe there, exaggerating a bit, she probably wouldnât even recognize his parents if they were standing right in front of her.
However, she might not know someone, but others knew her.
Someone recognized her as the superstar, called out loudly, and soon, many people ran over to stare at her like she was a zoo animal. Some asked for a photo, others for an autograph, but once their requests were satisfied, they left without another word.
This was completely different from the kind of banquet Bai Wei had imagined. She thought it was a dance, where she dreamed of dancing with Luo Qinghe all night and naturally having their first kiss off the stage at the end.
The tempting scent of food came wafting over, but Bai Wei wasnât hungry at all. Seizing the chance when everyone went to eat, she simply left the room and sat down in a corner of the garden corridor. Although it was a bit cold, it was at least quiet.
At that moment, Bai Wei was silently considering in her heart whether to leave early. Would Luo Qinghe be angry if she left early? But she hadnât met Luo Qingheâs parents yet, and she felt it was a loss to leave just like that.
âWhy are you here alone?â A gentle female voice rang out from not far away.
Bai Wei looked towards the source of the sound, and for a moment, she thought she saw Luo Qinghe; it was clearly him in womenâs clothing.
Her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and while she strived to stay calm, she stood up and responded, âIt was too stuffy inside, so I came out for some air. May I ask if you are⦠are you Luo Qingheâs sister?â
In fact, Bai Wei didnât know much about Luo Qingheâs family structure, and the only thing she knew was that Luo Qinghe shared his motherâs surname, not knowing whether he had a sister or not.