He has a certain ability; he can always make An Ran’s heart race in an instant.
Thump, thump.
It was about to jump out of her throat.
An Ran froze completely in place, watching as he got closer and closer, finally standing right in front of her.
Chi Cheng extended an arm, a gesture An Ran was very familiar with, as her brother used to tease her like this.
With one hand, he trapped her against his chest, then lowered his head to kiss her.
What should she do?
Her mind was completely blank.
Should she refuse? Should she turn around and escape?
An Ran couldn’t make any judgnt at all; she just held her breath and instinctively closed her eyes.
Chi Cheng looked down at her with this expression.
Whoosh...
The sound of tissue being pulled from a box echoed in her ear.
An Ran quickly opened her eyes again to see him pulling a tissue from the box beside her, standing up straight, and was slowly wiping his hands.
She glanced to the side—it turned out the tissue box was right next to her.
He just wanted to get a tissue!
An Ran felt a wave of embarrassnt, but then heard a pleasant voice gradually say, "Did you enjoy the movie?"
It was the first thing he said since their separation two days ago.
"I..." An Ran hurriedly tried to explain as she used to, but the words got stuck in her throat and were swallowed back down.
Now... what is there to explain?
Chi Cheng gracefully finished wiping his hand, threw the tissue into the trash can, and looked at An Ran, hands in pockets, "Did you enjoy watching the movie with him?"
His tone was casual, painless.
As if he hadn’t been affected at all.
An Ran bit her lower lip, inexplicably pulling at her crossbody bag a bit defiantly, "Yes, very happy."
"Really?" Chi Cheng stared at her, chuckling lightly, "But I didn’t seem to read any trace of happiness on your face."
He’s always like this, effortlessly able to see through others’ hearts.
Never getting confused by anything, always standing at the pinnacle of everything with an aristocratic deanor.
As if all things in the world are just pieces in his hand.
Including An Ran.
Chi Cheng curled his lips, with an ambiguous smile, "If you choose to go on a date, it should be a joyous one."
What... did he an?!
He saw co out on a date with another man, and instead of losing his mind and getting jealous like Xiyan said he would, he advised her to be happy instead?
An Ran’s chest really felt stifled, neither ascending nor descending.
At this mont, Chi Cheng’s smile seed so dazzling in her eyes.
This carefree smile, represents that he doesn’t care about her at all!
Chi Cheng is the calm chess player, while An Ran is just a piece in his hand.
Though once cherished, if he wants to discard her, it will be rciless.
Even soone as soft as An Ran was a little overwheld right now, "Don’t trouble yourself; I’ve already been happy. Teacher Jiang is still waiting for . Goodbye."
With that, An Ran grabbed her crossbody bag and left in large strides.
No... it should be called fleeing in panic.
Until she ran into the movie theater, in the pitch-black environnt, she clutched her chest.
It hurt terribly.
Because of his nonchalance.
Clearly, it was she who ca out to watch a movie with another man.
But why in the end was it she who was the one agitated?
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After watching the movie, when leaving the theater after the screening, Chi Cheng was already gone.
Since coming out of the bathroom, he seemingly hadn’t returned.
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