I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 210 - 202 Siege

Chapter 210: Chapter 202 Siege

Liu Luoxi was never someone easy to mess with.

The reason she took a liking to Liang Fan was simple—it was because his face was handsome, resembling a celebrity named Liu Jiang whom she adored, and it had nothing to do with his character.

After returning from the park, the three girls all squeezed onto Qingran’s bed whispering among themselves, but mostly it was Ruan Ruan and Liu Luoxi talking, with Qingran listening on the side.

Ruan Ruan and Liu Luoxi, sharing the same enemy, viciously cursed out the scumbag Liang Fan.

Liu Luoxi, holding a pillow, looked somewhat listless: "And to think I found his looks quite nice, went through all the trouble to get his WeChat. No wonder he never paid attention to me before, and suddenly he started chatting with me so enthusiastically these last few days..."

Liu Luoxi’s personality was straightforward; if she liked something, she would definitely go after it.

Ruan Ruan, sweeping away the gloom of the past few days, even comforted Liu Luoxi: "Now we’re both down on our luck, just a few days ago I dumped that jerk Song Shize, and I felt so relieved haha～"

Hearing Ruan Ruan say this, Qingran then realized why she looked so troubled in the past few days; back then, there wasn’t a trace of relief in her demeanor.

The two kindred spirits, coming together, had endless topics to chat about; Qingran moved to the tatami by the window to sleep and let them have the bed.

Though their voices were not loud, the room was too quiet, and even a slight sound seemed immensely amplified. Unable to sleep, Qingran could only keep her eyes open in the dark, listening to their ’whispers.’

Ruan Ruan and Liu Luoxi’s conversation topics were of no interest to Qingran, possibly because she had dinner too early and wasn’t fully satisfied, as she was dragged out by Liu Luoxi, she now surprisingly felt hungry again.

The feeling of hunger was always uncomfortable. Qingran tossed and turned, the more she wanted to sleep, the more she couldn’t find the urge.

Not knowing what time it was now, with the room lights already off and not wanting to turn them on, she merely reached out her hand, groping for her phone which she hadn’t touched in many days.

Grabbing her phone, Qingran pressed and held the power button to turn it on. The last time it had run out of battery, she had charged it but hadn’t turned it on since.

The phone’s light momentarily stung her eyes, then automatically adjusted to a night-friendly brightness. Qingran squinted to see the time displayed on the screen.

9:47 PM; no wonder those two chatterboxes got more and more cheerful in their conversation—it still was so early.

Many apps showed unread messages, especially the glaring 999+ on WeChat.

Qingran opened WeChat, seeing mostly messages from that class group Old Wu wasn’t part of, scrolled through her phone and realized, despite numerous unread messages, only a few people were genuinely active in the group.

Qingran swiped casually a couple of times, then no longer felt like scrolling further. She hit the back button, and the next messages were game links shared by her brother, five or six in total.

Going back again, Qingran saw the message sent by Xie Ying’an and opened it.

Xie Ying’an had sent a photo of a lop-eared rabbit; the small rabbit nestled inside a porcelain cup, its fur snow white except for the tips of its constantly drooping ears which were black.

And with those somewhat red eyes, it looked pitifully cute—simply adorable.

Qingran stared at the photo of the lop-eared rabbit intently for a good few minutes, then minimized the photo, noticing that Xie Ying’an’s message had come fifteen minutes ago.

The cuteness of the lop-eared rabbit made Qingran respond without thinking, sending Xie Ying’an a message: "Where did you find this picture? It’s so cute."

Right after she sent it, she saw "Typing..." displayed above the chat with Xie Ying’an.

Xie Ying’an typed fast; he responded almost immediately: "My mom brought it back this time, do you like it?"

Qingran had just typed out "like it" when the input box automatically popped up several affectionate emojis; she randomly tapped one that looked the cutest and sent it.

Only after sending did she see that next to the emoji, a line of small text read "I super like you."

Fuck!

Qingran scrambled to find the recall button, but before she could, Xie Ying’an had already replied with another message.

"Good, I’ll bring it over tomorrow for you to play with the fluffy little thing for a day."

Thinking about playing with that little thing in her palm, Qingran couldn’t help but smile silently with the corners of her mouth stretched.

Now, whether to retract the message or not is not so important to her, since she had already sent it out, and Xie Ying’an must have seen it. Retracting it now would seem too deliberate.

Maybe Xie Ying’an didn’t think much of it, but if she retracts it, he might think she is feeling guilty, which could cause a misunderstanding.

This time, Qingran dared not send any more emojis recklessly and honestly replied with a "okay".

After sending the reply, she glanced at the time; it was already past ten in the evening. She pressed the power button, and the phone screen instantly turned dark.

Ruan Ruan and Liu Luoxi were still chatting, their voices not too loud, and Qingran could only hear them talking but couldn’t make out the specifics.

Holding her phone, she didn’t feel hungry at all, but as soon as she put it down, Qingran felt her stomach start to rumble.

Sigh! You can’t sleep with such hunger. She sat up, planning to find something to eat downstairs to fill her stomach.

Just as she sat up, she heard the buzzing vibration of her phone. Someone messaging her at this hour?

Qingran picked up her phone and saw it was a message from Xie Ying’an, just two words.

Xie Ying’an: Hungry?

Staring at those two words, Qingran stunned a bit. She thought Xie Ying’an really had a divine touch, how did he know?

Xie Ying’an quickly sent another line: I saw you didn’t eat much dinner tonight.

Xie Ying’an, a man who pursues perfection in everything he does, unexpectedly didn’t include any punctuation in his message this time.

Qingran had always been a child surrounded by love, yet that line from Xie Ying’an still struck a chord in her heart.

Even her father and brother hadn’t noticed she hadn’t eaten much dinner, yet Xie Ying’an, technically a stranger, noticed.

At that moment, Qingran couldn’t articulate what she was feeling. As time accumulated, Xie Ying’an’s fondness for her felt not like a burden, but more like a gentle spring rain that silently nourishes everything it touches.

Her heart had built high walls, yet he did not force his way but subtly and gently made his presence felt.

The long-dry sprouts in her heart, nurtured by the spring rain, seemed poised to break through the soil.

This strange feeling, although new, was no longer repulsed by Qingran as much as before.

She lowered her eyes and typed an "umm", sending it off.

Xie Ying’an immediately replied: I’m waiting outside.

Huh?

Qingran looked towards the door, it was tightly shut, and even with the lights on outside, nothing was visible from her room.

She put her phone aside and stealthily glanced at Ruan Ruan and Liu Luoxi on the neighboring bed. The two were odd, covering their heads with a thin blanket, using their phones under it.

For some reason, Qingran didn’t want them to know she was sneaking out at night; those two weren’t very tight-lipped, and she didn’t trust them entirely.

Qingran tried to be as quiet as possible, picking up the clothes she had set out for tomorrow to wear, grabbing her phone without even slipping on her shoes, and tiptoed out the door.

Even as she opened her room door, Ruan Ruan and Liu Luoxi remained covered under the blanket, showing no reaction; she marveled at how they could stand the stuffiness.

Qingran walked out and gently closed the door behind her, turning around to see Xie Ying’an waiting for her by the wall.

The warm yellow light in the living room illuminated the young man’s handsome face, his eyes bright under the sparse fringe trimmed by the hairdresser, still damp from a wash.

Perhaps having bathed, he had changed from his daytime clothes into a black shirt paired with black casual pants, his long legs seeming to stretch skyward.

He stood up straight, turned towards the stairway, then looked back at Qingran and stretched out his hand: "Let’s go! I’ll take you to have something tasty."

Qingran hesitated for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and grasped the young man’s distinctly jointed hand.

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