Taking the pillow and raising her feet, Leng Zirui lifted his hand to cover her with a thin quilt. Noticing the necklace exposed at her neckline, he bent down and carefully picked up the bullet shell, gently rotating it.
On the bullet shell, a small line of handwriting imdiately appeared before his eyes.
At the front was a slightly larger number, with the Arabic number 10 written above two horizontal lines, like a score.
Behind it, in slightly smaller font, it read, "Leng Zirui, May 21, 201X."
That night, he gave her a perfect score of ten, which was a full score at the film festival.
Compared to the trophy she received, this small bullet shell held absolutely extraordinary significance for her, because it was undoubtedly a higher evaluation than any award.
Looking at that line of small writing, Leng Zirui’s body stiffened.
What did it an for her to have turned the bullet shell he gave her into a necklace she wore around her neck, with his na and the date he gave her the shell engraved on it?
Pulling the quilt snugly over her, he carefully took her arm out from under the blanket.
On her wrist, the Rainbow Bracelet was exceptionally dazzling and eye-catching.
Previously, although she liked wearing jewelry, every ti they t, she would change into new ones. But since he gave her this bracelet, she had kept it on.
Raising his palm, Leng Zirui gently brushed aside the unruly hair on her face. Looking at her sleeping face, he again recalled what she had told him that night.
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Leng Zirui, I know I’m not good enough for you, but I really like you. You can laugh at if you want. I know I’m far worse than Xiao Qian. I’m impulsive, I’m clumsy, I can never do anything right... I know we’re not suitable, but I... I can’t control myself... I... I’ve fallen for you!
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And then, scenes flashed before his eyes.
The cautious way she asked if he had a girlfriend...
The way she kissed him that night...
The entranced expression she had while looking at him in the car...
All her strange reactions...
Although she always claid to be a very open girl, from what he knew of her, she wasn’t soone promiscuous. Apart from work, she mostly stayed at ho, listening to music, watching movies.
Whenever she was in front of him, she was completely defenseless.
Could this girl really have fallen for him?!
Moved, he stood up and quietly opened the closet, taking out the set of n’s clothes in a paper bag. Taking them out and opening them, he noted that the color of the n’s clothes was also black and silver, matching perfectly with the couple’s style of the sleepwear she was wearing.
Putting the clothes back in place, Leng Zirui turned and walked to the outer room, found her phone, and brought up Lan Zi’s number.
"Xu Xia, sothing wrong?!" Lan Zi’s voice quickly ca through the phone.
"Sister Lanzi, it’s , Leng Zirui."
"General Leng, is Xu Xia’s leg quite serious?!" Lan Zi asked worriedly.
"No, it’s just that I wanted to ask if you know where the receipt for the sleepwear Xu Xia bought is. She’s confused and can’t find it!"
Lan Zi knows Xu Xia best. If the clothes were really bought by another man, she would definitely know. Leng Zirui said this deliberately to get so information from Lan Zi.
"Receipt?! It should be in the bag, I rember putting it in the paper bag." Lan Zi didn’t know he was probing; she assud he wanted to return it, "Is it that it doesn’t fit you? That’s already the largest size, the sales assistant said it should fit your height!"
Leng Zirui smiled. So, she bought them for him!
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Good afternoon
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