Di Mingchen, however, held her back, and as she looked back, she saw his deep, dark eyes, tinged with a hint of self-reproach.
"Second Brother didn’t an it that way." Di Mingchen tried to explain but didn’t know how, perhaps because he did an it sowhat, though his words had been too harsh.
"I know." Nangong Ran withdrew her hand and smiled, "I’m not angry, Second Brother. You should rest early. It’s late, and I have class tomorrow, so I’ll head off first."
After saying that, Nangong Ran turned and left in a hurry, not giving Di Mingchen a chance to speak.
"Nangong Ran... Nangong..."
Nangong Ran’s figure quickly disappeared at the door, and after a mont’s hesitation, Di Mingchen finally chased after her.
"It’s not safe for you to go ho like this." He followed beside Nangong Ran, "Let take you."
"No need." Nangong Ran declined, "I drove here. It’s very safe, so you don’t have to worry."
"It’s very late now."
"It’s fine. I often stay out even later than this. Don’t worry."
No matter what Di Mingchen said, Nangong Ran refused, and the two walked all the way out of the courtyard.
"Alright, go back and sleep. I’m not as delicate as you think, so don’t worry." Nangong Ran ca to a stop and said to Di Mingchen.
Di Mingchen found himself at a loss for words, blocked by her retort.
It was only then that Nangong Ran noticed Di Mingchen was still bare-chested, only wearing a thin pair of ho pants and slippers.
Standing there in the courtyard with her.
The weather outside was very cold; this season was the heart of winter. Forget about not wearing clothes, even dressed warmly as she was, a gust of wind would still chill her to the bone.
Nangong Ran furrowed her brows and briskly took off her down jacket, unexpectedly wrapping it around Di Mingchen. "Alright, Second Brother, go inside. It’s too cold out here. I’m leaving, bye."
Di Mingchen hadn’t even reacted before she ran off. Wearing a red sweater, she seed like a red rose in the cold wind.
Di Mingchen looked down at the coat wrapped around him, which couldn’t even cover his body, and fell into deep thought.
Nangong Ran ran straight to the garage, hurriedly took out her car key to unlock the door, got into the driver’s seat, and then started the car.
After a long while, a tear finally fell from the corner of her eye, dropping with grievance.
Nangong Ran was stunned.
She actually cried?
Damn it, this was absolutely not her style!
Nangong Ran shifted the gear lever, turned on the car’s music, then rummaged through her bag for a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag. Thick smoke enveloped her eyes; she paused for two seconds, then drove off.
The Vice Presidential Residence was illuminated with streetlights everywhere at night, so it wasn’t completely dark, plus there were guards on duty. As Nangong Ran drove to the main gate, she unexpectedly saw Di Mingchen standing there.
She furrowed her brows, but eventually, she slowly drove the car over.
Her clear eyes fell on Di Mingchen, who was wrapped in her coat, though it barely covered him, making him look sowhat comical.
But Second Uncle was still Second Uncle, his eyebrows and eyes still handso and resolute.
Nangong Ran’s car approached, the car lights slightly dazzling, and Di Mingchen squinted his eyes.
As the car ca closer, the spirited song from inside reached them.
"Forgive for a lifeti of unruly indulgence and love of freedom, but also afraid of one day falling, anyone can abandon ideals, so why fear if there’s only you and one day? Tonight I, watch the snow drift by in the cold night, with a heart that’s turned cold drifting far away, chasing in the wind and rain, indistinguishable in the fog..."
Di Mingchen’s brows furrowed slightly. Nangong Ran’s car stopped beside him, then the window slowly rolled down...
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