Di Mingchen raised his eyebrows, looked towards the school bus, and noticed that almost all the kids getting off were boys, and he didn’t see Nangong Ran.
She must be at the back, Di Mingchen pulled the door with the intention of getting off to go over, but suddenly he saw Nangong Ran disembarking.
She seed perfectly normal, even looked quite happy, which made Di Mingchen curl up the corners of his lips as he got off the bus intending to walk up to her.
But suddenly he stopped in his tracks, he saw three boys surrounding Nangong Ran, talking to her about sothing, looking quite excited.
She was also smiling, her smile was as radiant as a blossoming flower, very beautiful, like a tender chrysanthemum standing proudly in the cold wind, possessing an indescribable charm.
Seeing his own wife so beautiful, Di Mingchen felt quite happy, but being surrounded by several boys, he couldn’t help but feel a bit displeased, perhaps due to jealousy.
Thinking of this, Di Mingchen quickened his pace to run up to her, calling her eagerly, "Xiaoran."
Nangong Ran turned her eyes to him, looking sowhat surprised as she raised her eyebrows, "What are you doing here?"
For so reason, this one sentence made Di Mingchen feel as if a bucket of cold water was poured over him from head to toe.
There wasn’t the delight and jumping for joy he had imagined, nor did she rush into his arms like a mortar shell and hug him tight, saying in a coy tone, "I missed you."
She wasn’t excited or thrilled, instead, she was astonished, and this astonishnt made him feel sowhat unfamiliar.
"I..." Di Mingchen hesitated for a mont before continuing, "I ca to pick you up."
His previously joyful mood froze at that mont, feeling a bit at a loss like a child.
"Oh," Nangong Ran responded, then added, "Then wait a mont, okay?"
After speaking, she turned back to talk to the boys, probably discussing sothing about a short film.
He heard her say, "Yeah, let’s go with this plan, and once you’ve decided on the na, send it to my email."
He looked at her, indeed seeing unfamiliarity in her face, unfamiliarity towards him.
He felt a bit dazed, her deanor was entirely that of a strong woman, exuding confidence and determination, very attractive, yet, to him, it felt so unfamiliar.
So unfamiliar that he could hardly believe the person in front of him was Nangong Ran, the Nangong Ran who was so infatuated with him.
This was likely just his illusion, she was simply focused on her work, Di Mingchen reassured himself.
Yet he couldn’t quite explain how he patiently waited for her to finish chatting with a group of boys while he foolishly stood there, feeling so out of place.
Finally, Nangong Ran was done talking and turned her eyes to him.
Di Mingchen put away his brief discomfort and smiled, "Finished talking? Let’s go ho now."
As he spoke, he reached out to hold Nangong Ran’s hand, her fingers stiffened a bit, but ultimately she said nothing.
The two of them returned to the car, Di Mingchen fastened her seatbelt, checked the ti, and said, "It’s almost noon, let’s go ho first, hubby will cook for you, you haven’t been eating well these days, right?"
Faced with such considerate and genuinely simple words, Nangong Ran’s eyes inexplicably stung, and to cover up this emotion, she closed her eyes gently and leaned back against the seat, "Not really, it was okay, I didn’t expect boys nowadays to cook, and they cook quite well. These days the male classmates did the cooking, I just helped out."
The male classmates cooked for her?
Di Mingchen frowned.
But it must not have been good, otherwise why did he feel she had lost quite a bit of weight?
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