Hui You Tian Shi Ti Wo Ai Ni - Chapter 3.3

* * * Continued from Part 2 * * *

The bowl of egg white in rice wine wafted steam and aroma. Cheng Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, feeding spoonfuls to Xiao Mi bit by bit. Xiao Mi half laid against the pillow, her expression awkward. No need, thanks, I can drink by myself. Having someone do this for her made her feel bad. Ah, its not like shes badly ill. Cheng Yuan evaded the hand that tried to grab the spoon away, her gaze cold. I promised Aunt I would feed you till you finish. Earlier on, Aunt had been downstairs instructing her that she must take good care ofXiao Mi. People who are sick are usually lonely and fragile, they especially need the care of a friend. She has no idea which bigmouth told Aunt about Xiao Mis recent over-the-top incidents, but she heard that Xiao Mi was isolated by the class. Xiao Mi is a good girl. You must take good care of her. Must? Cheng Yuan widened her eyes at her aunt in shock. She knew about Aunts benevolence, but to be so serious in having her take care of someone is a first. Aunt carefully poured the egg white in rice wine into the lunch box, smiling as she told Cheng Yuan that she had felt a sense of affinity with Xiao Mi when she first saw her. Auntie Chen really is kind. Xiao Mi expressed her gratitude. She is indeed envious of Cheng Yuan. Mm. Cheng Yuan only responded with one word. The room again fell into an odd silence. Xiao Mi scratched her head, clueless on how to break the ice, while Cheng Yuan merely fed her the rice wine spoon by spoon mechanically. Time passed at a snails pace. Cheng Yuan had returned to the table, with her instant noodles finished. Xiao Mi laid on her back, staring at the ceiling in a daze. Her emotions gradually dissipated. She recalled that kiss…… passionate burning kiss…… He still has that distant, unrestrained look, yet his lips scorched hers. It felt as if all his passion and blood surged into those lips. If the body is different, would its kiss be different as well? In the past, his kiss was as gentle as a spring breeze. When he kissed her, it felt as if she were a delicate spring blossom that was most cherished. Lightly lingering, his gaze was intoxicated; even his breath held a pines fragrance…… She brushed her lips, fingers slightly trembling. Her weak lips parted into a smile with the memories of the past…… Lovesick again?! A chilling voice echoed beside Xiao Mis bed. Xiao Mi started, and looked in the direction of the voice, to only see Yang Ke Weis cold gaze on her, full of hostility and disdain. You should be celebrating, arent you finally dating with Yi Tang Yao? Why are you lying on the bed, acting sick like Lin Dai Yu[1]? Yang Ki Wei domineered over her, and snorted. I hate pretentious girls like you the most! Xiao Mi flashed a bitter smile. Am I really that detestable? Hmph. If you find me annoying, dont talk to me. Xiao Mi closed her eyes. Shes weary, and her heads spinning; there was no strength left to bicker with her. Yang Ke Wei was outraged. Hey! What did you say?! She marched two steps forward, agitated, her hands outstretched to rip the blankets off Xiao Mi. Whats with you! Cheng Yuan has no idea when she had put herself in front Xiao Mi. She grabbed Yang Ke Weis hand. Yang Ke Wei raised her brow. Sticking up for her? Cheng Yuan, didnt you hate her too? Yi Tang Yao hit you, yet she was so hypocritical to…… Even if shes a hypocrite, shes better than you. Cheng Yuan shoved her aside. What have you done?You like Yi Tang Yao, dont you. You want to be his girlfriend. But other than flirting before him, what else have you done? At least, Xiao Mi ran 10,000m for him, stayed up for a few nights to write a thesis for him. Compared to you, youre much more of a phony. Cheng Yuan! Yang Ke Weis face glowered between shades of red and white. Her voice was hateful. I know youre jealous of me, heh heh, to think that I was careless last time and…… Ding dong. The bell of the dormitory. Xiao Mi struggled to sit up. Ill go. Cheng Yuan gestured for her to lie down. She walked towards the door, opened it, and was dumbfounded. What a huge bouquet of roses! Violet wrapping paper, a purple satin ribbon tied into a butterfly knot. A dozen of fresh, vibrant roses; they were resplendent, and seemed to still conceal dewdrops. A young man revealed his face from behind the roses, his smile candid. He wore a uniform, with a cordon imprinted Heart of Flowers on it. Is this Ms Xiao Mi? Cheng Yuan shook her head, and directed her gaze towards Xiao Mi. She is. Xiao Mi was in a state of confusion. Mr Yi wished to present you flowers and a gift. The man smiled at Xiao Mi politely, as he fished out a receipt and pen. Please sign. Oh. Xiao Mi took the pen from Cheng Yuan, and wrote her name. She raised her head. Mr Yi? Who is it? Yang Ke Wei leaned against the door, about to faint from exasperation. Mr Yi, isnt that Yi Tang Yao? Stop acting dumb! Oh. But, why would Yi Tang Yao give her flowers. Xiao Mi hugged onto the roses, dazed. The man again lifted out a large, exquisite pink box. This is a present from Mr Yi. Have a nice day. The man from Heart of Flowers walked away. Cheng Yuan returned to her desk, packing up and preparing to go to the revision centre. Yang Ke Wei stood firmly in front of Xiao Mis bed, and commanded her. Open it! She does want to see what Yi Tang Yao could have given Xiao Mi. Xiao Mi sat on the bed, gingerly lifting the cover. An ivory silk sheet nestled within, with a white card. The card is embellished with beautiful writing Beneath the silk sheet was a dress with a chiffon sash; the dress was faint emerald, with thin straps. Exquisite flowers were embroided around the hem of the dress. So beautiful…… Wei Guo Guo pushed the door into the room, and saw the dress in Xiao Mis hands. She rubbed her eyes, gasping in surprise. Wah, this is the most fashionable renowned brand in Korea. My friend and I saw it in a boutique. Its so exorbitant! Xiao Mi, did you buy it? Che! Yang Ke Wei bit down on her lip, violently striding towards the door. She shoved Wei Guo Guo ot the side, and slammed the door shut! Whats with her? Shes gone crazy again. Wei Guo Guo massaged her shoulder, sitting beside Xiao Mi. She looked at her with concern. Youre sick, arent you? You keep coughing in class. She has battled with her thoughts for a long time, and finally came to a conclusionForget it, its Xiao Mis choice to like whoever she wants. Who asked her to have a compulsive desire to protect Xiao Mi when she sees her? Youre no longer angry with me? Xiao Mi held her breathe, her hands unknowingly clenched. Her heart was on fire. She had done so many things to make people hate her, but, Cheng Yuan and Guo Guo still cared for her. Wei Guo Guo stuck out her tongue. Now, you know how nice I am, treat me to mutton kebabs okay? Ah, reconciling with a friend feels great. Yeah, sure. I want 10 sticks! Okay. Youll eat five, and Ill have five. The authentic mutton kebabs near the school are the best, well go when you get better! Thinking of delicacies, Wei Guo Guos saliva is close to trickling out. Yeah. Xiao Mi beamed, now, her head doesnt seem to hurt, and her limbs are no longer fatigued. Wei Guo Guo suddenly took notice of the card in the box. Upon close introspection, she exclaimed. It cant be, youre wearing this tomorrow? So thin, and youre still sick! * * * The sky sported sunny weather. There werent any clouds in sight, only light breezes that brought a slight chill to ones body. Xiao Mi arrived at the fountain early, wearing the dress with the chiffon sash. Her skin has an ivory tone to it, complimented by the refreshing green. As the wind tugged lightly at the ends of her skirt, her cute appearance resembled a princess straight out of a fairytale. Passers-by gasped and ascertained the sweet lady, who seemed to have walked out of a shoujo manhua,waiting at the fountain. Who is she waiting for? It must be a man shes in love with. Youth is beautiful, to make even romance especially poignant. From the fountain, thousands of water crystals jet out. Basked under the sunlight, the mist gracefully dispersed. A light shower of water droplets gently blanketed Xiao Mis body, making her sparkle with riveting transparency. So cold…… Xiao Mi suppressed the cold from her toes, to not let herself shiver. She also refused wrap her cold shoulders with those freezing arms. Thank god she applied some blusher and lipstick before she came, otherwise her pale complexion would have looked ghastly. …… Yi Tang Yaos eyes flashed with ridicule. Its very embarrassing if youre still this ugly during our date. …… Xiao Mi bit down her lip, with a smile. Mm! No matter how cold she felt, she cant upset him. At most, her flu would just worsen, no big deal! But Why havent he shown up all this time? 10:30am 11am 11:30am 12am 12:30am The sun shone distantly from the sky. Sprays of water landed on the dazed Xiao Mis hair, shoulders, back.Her stomach started constricting, her weak legs no longer able to support herself. Her head started spinning in fits, as her vision darkened. I feel terrible…… The breaths she exhaled were still burning hot. Xiao Mi clasped her hands tightly, and maintained a smile on her lips. She has to wait for him in her best look. Time trickled by slowly…… I told you she wouldnt leave. A demure voice drifted by from Xiao Mis back. She has done so much just to get a date with you. How can she bear to leave without seeing you? Yi, youre too heartless. Whats the deal with accompanying her for a while? Even if its banal, itll pass really soon. Shell be hurt if youre with me…… Saying this, that girl gently extended her right hand, waving it in front of Xiao Mi. She whispered. Ah, Xiao Mi, wearing so little. Arent you cold? Xiao Mi was stunned. Two people appeared before her. Yi Tang Yao had an expression of unconcern and languidity. He looked at her from the corners of his eyes, a sneer hung on his lips. The diamond radiated a bitter glow. Na Lu was coyly nestled in his arms, her beautiful face framed with an alluring smile. [1]Lin Dai Yu: the female protagonist of the classic Chinese novel Hong Lou Meng. She has lost her mother since a young age, and has a weak constitution, getting ill often. A beautiful woman with an unfortunate fate, and a pitiful background. * * * To Be Continued * * *