Chapter 290 - 290: I Want to Have It On Forever!
After Giving up, the Fake Young Lady Was Group-Pampered
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yue Xin liked to observe other peopleâs bodies so that she could imitate them through the changes in their muscles and bones. After remembering them, she gestured according to the memories in her mind and did not notice that Yi Chengxuan was approaching the inkstone with a brush. For a moment, Yi Chengxuanâs hand was cold as if there was no temperature, making her heart tremble.
Yue Xin did not dodge. She looked up indifferently and asked, âYi Chengxuan, are you a snake? Why are your hands so cold?â
Yi Chengxuanâs expression changed for a moment. Yue Xin was very sure that it was a speechless expression. Although it only appeared for a moment, Yue Xin was sure that she had not seen wrongly. Hence, Yue Xin asked, âWere you cursing me in your heart just now?â
Yi Chengxuan silently took his hand away. After soaking it in ink and writing the couplet again, he replied, âI wasnât cursing you. Iâm just a little emotional.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
You wouldnât have cared about this in the past.â
Yue Xin turned around and closed the window behind Yi Chengxuan, indicating for him to lower his head.
Yi Chengxuan didnât ask anything. The usually high and mighty person in charge of Building No. 5 bowed his precious neck to Yue Xin.
Yue Xin took off her scarf and hung it around Yi Chengxuanâs neck. âAlex knitted this for me. Iâll lend it to you for a while. Return it to me after you finish writing the couplet.â
Yi Chengxuan lowered his head. The scarf still had the warmth of Yue Xinâs body on it. He placed his hand on it and seemed to be warmed by this warmth. A very familiar smell lingered at the tip of his nose. It was cold and sweet, with the fragrance of flowers and milk.
Yi Chengxuan understood. âYouâre using the agarwood I gave you last time. Do you like that scent?â
Yue Xin didnât say whether she liked it or not. Instead, she stuffed the brush into Yi Chengxuanâs hand and said, âAh Ya and Alex like to play a lot. They said that this is the first time theyâve seen incense sink. Theyâll order it every day. Yi Chengxuan, you havenât written the word âfortuneâ.â
Yi Chengxuan took his hand away from the scarf that carried Yue Xinâs warmth and took another square piece of paper to write the word âfortuneâ.
After writing it, Yi Chengxuan placed the word âfortuneâ on it and instructed, âWhen you paste it, you have to stick it upside down. This has the symbolism that fortune would arrive.â
Yue Xin nodded and felt that it was quite interesting. In the past, she had seen the butler buy New Yearâs goods at home, but at that time, she didnât feel that it was real. The butler was the one who pasted the couplets, bought New Yearâs goods, and bought new clothes. The only New Yearâs event she had to attend was the New Yearâs Eve banquet. The entire family was sitting at the table, looking united but not at the same time. She also suffered the hatred of her brothers. The Spring Festival was the most torturous day of the year for her.
âYue Xin, why are you in a daze? Didnât you say you wanted a zodiac baby? Iâm done. Remember to take it with you later.â
Yue Xin looked in Yi Chengxuanâs direction. On the sandalwood shelf there was a cute little tiger in red.
Yue Xin looked at Yi Chengxuan, who was wearing a pink scarf, and then at the little tiger. She suddenly had an idea. âYi Chengxuan, the little tiger also wants a pink scarf.â
Yi Chengxuan looked at her with a complicated expression. âYou can just say you want it.â
Yue Xin said, âI want it.â
Yi Chengxuan: âGot it.â
The next day, Yue Xin received a little tiger zodiac doll in red and a pink scarf. She also took back the pink scarf around Yi Chengxuanâs neck.
The scent on the scarf changed from agarwood to sandalwood.
Yi Chengxuan said that they had to spend the New Year with important people. Therefore, Yue Xin had long prepared a lot of things with Yi Chengxuan. Then, she carried them all back to Building No. 7 and planned to spend the New Year with No.12 and the others.
It was fine for 12th. After all, he had lived in the same country as Yue Xin and knew what the New Year was.
Mi Aya and Alex were very curious. Not only did they keep looking at the couplets Yue Xin brought back and probing, but they also almost broke the window papercuts of flowers that Yue Xin had painstakingly made. âIf anything I bring back is torn, you guys can sleep outside Building No. 7 today.â
Hearing Yue Xinâs words, the two of them became obedient and began to stick couplets on their respective cell doors according to Yue Xinâs instructions. Yue Xin stood at the side and helped them dcipher which the first and second verses were.
In the eyes of Alex and Mi Aya, there was no difference between the first and second verses of the couplet. Yue Xin was afraid that they would violate those so-called taboos.
No. 12 was also watching from the side. Then, he suddenly realized that the couplets in his hand were different from the others. He leaned closer to Yue Xin and asked uncertainly, âDid you⦠write this?â
Yue Xinâs gaze landed on the couplet in No. 12âs hand. âYes, I wrote it.â
Mi Aya, who had her back facing Yue Xin, didnât see Yue Xinâs gaze. She thought that hers was also written by Yue Xin and was extremely happy.
Ahhh, Boss wrote this couplet for me.. I want to have it on for the rest of my life!