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Chapter 65 Qixi Festival (Part 3)
update icon Updated at 2025/2/19 0:10:13

Chapter 65

"Don't want to eat anymore?"

"Mm, I'm full."

Jocelyn York put down her knife and fork and wiped her mouth with a napkin.

"..."

Glancing at the plate of unfinished spaghetti in front of her, he remembered that she had just said she wanted to have a big meal.

"Are you on a diet?"

"No, not at all."

She quietly shifted her gaze, looking outside the window.

"You used to eat two bowls of beef rice."

"What are you talking about! When was that..."

Being reminded by him, her face started to blush.

Oddly enough, she remembered this so clearly in this strange place...

"By the way,"

As if suddenly recalling something, she clapped her hands.

"Next week is our school's anniversary celebration."

"Oh, really?"

Does this school even have an anniversary celebration?

He thought for a moment, but still had no recollection.

"Yeah, it happens every 5 years, and this year is the 50th anniversary."

"Hmm..."

It seemed that he had missed it during high school.

"Do you want to come and see?"

"Let's talk about it later, I might not have time that day."

Plans never catch up with changes, so he never pre-arranged his schedule.

"Rain and the others in her class have a performance, I heard it's a play."

"Huh?"

He paused, setting down his coffee cup.

"That sounds interesting."

He said, raising his coffee cup and taking a sip.

"What day is the anniversary celebration?"

"Wednesday."

"Oh."

"Do you want to come?"

She looked at him, even though she had just asked this question.

"Mm."

"But don't you have no time?"

She lowered her head, looking at the cup in front of her, and asked him.

Even she, occasionally had this kind of mischievous thought.

"There is always time to arrange, the anniversary celebration only happens once..."

"..."

After he finished speaking, he awkwardly turned his head to the side.

Slapping his own face, this feeling was not pleasant.

She looked up, staring at his face.

Silence.

"Sis-con."

"What do you care..."

He looked elsewhere and muttered softly.

...

...

"Okay, it's about time."

Jocelyn York glanced at her watch.

"Thanks for treating me today."

"Not at all, I should be the one thanking you."

He said, showing her the red string on his wrist.

"Keep wearing it, it will bring you good luck."

"Mm."

Actually, he didn't believe in these things, but he had to accept her good intentions.

As the two of them walked out of the restaurant,

The sun hadn't completely set yet. After he sent her to her car, Samson Nan walked towards the direction of his company.

Actually, his work wasn't so busy that he needed to stay up late.

But he didn't want to go home.

In that home, besides him, there was only a dog left.

Dog...

"Ah, I seem to have forgotten to feed him today..."

It was only now that he remembered that when he left in the morning, he didn't prepare any food for Wai Wai.

Not good.

That guy knows how to open the refrigerator by himself. Last time, because he wasn't at home for a whole day, he came back to find the refrigerator door wide open and ice melting all over the floor, even flowing into the living room downstairs, which eventually led to him going to apologize...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was not right. He turned his head and walked in the opposite direction.

...

"Woof?"

Wai Wai looked up, pausing for two seconds.

The room was pitch black, and it was so quiet that you could hear the sound from the distant street.

Pitter-patter.

The sound of footsteps getting closer.

"Woof, woof!"

After barking a few times, it ran towards the front door.

"Wai Wai?"

She stood outside the door.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

Wai Wai seemed very excited, scratching the door panel vigorously from the other side.

"Do you have enough to eat?"

She crouched down, leaning her forehead against the door, speaking inside.

"Woof..."

The barks were a bit weak.

"That idiot..."

She murmured to herself.

You can tell if a dog is hungry from its barking."If he comes back later... "

She thought for a moment.

"Just bite him, bite him hard! Otherwise, he won't learn his lesson, got it?"

"Bark?"

"Yuyu? Who are you talking to?"

A voice came from behind.

She trembled slightly.

Turned around.

"Brother?"

She looked at him with surprise, and instinctively held the small bag in her arms.

"Aren't you supposed to... "

"What?"

"Nothing."

She quickly turned her head.

"I wanted to ask you how you got here."

"Watching Waiwai, is that not allowed?"

She looked away hesitantly.

"Really?"

He looked at her suspiciously.

Took out the keys, opened the door.

"Woof woof!"

As soon as the door opened, Waiwai snarled and pounced towards him.

"Hey!"

Luckily he reacted quickly and dodged.

"I can't believe this little guy wanted to bite me just now?!"

He walked over in disbelief, picked up Waiwai, and it calmed down a bit.

"Who taught you this?"

"Bark!"

"..."

Raina Nan watched silently to the side.

"Let me see..."

Samson Nan peeked inside, the fridge was closed properly, and there was no mess of pots and pans on the floor.

"Not bad~ How about I take you downstairs to eat the buns later?"

"Woof!"

"Can it eat buns too?"

Dogs eating buns, she had never heard of it before... Was she out of touch?

"I take it to the bun shop every day before work. If it refuses to eat, it will go hungry, and then it eventually learns to eat~"

"..."

She was speechless, wanting to report this person to the animal protection association.

Thunk.

In the distance, the sky burst with sporadic fireworks.

This was the prelude to the Qixi Festival fireworks display.

"Yuyu."

He turned around and looked at her.

"Do you want to go see the fireworks?"

"I..."

She averted her gaze, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again:

"Sure... it's a good opportunity to take Waiwai for a walk."

"Hehe~"

He smiled with narrowed eyes.

Let's cancel today's overtime plan.

...

Speaking of the fireworks display, it was always held in the park by the river every year.

His memory was a bit fuzzy, he couldn't remember the last time he went to the fireworks display, it must have been many years ago.

As they approached the park, stalls began to appear along the roadside. These small vendors were not allowed to set up shop in busy areas, but today, on Qixi Festival, it was all permitted.

Waiwai was extremely excited all the way, jumping and bouncing, probably because Samson Nan rarely took it out to play.

In contrast, Raina Nan was quiet and didn't say a word.

Head down, although she had the habit of not looking at people while walking, it seemed more severe today.

Like she had something on her mind.

Step by step, counting the bricks on the ground.

...

What am I even here for...

...

"Yuyu."

His voice interrupted her thoughts.

"I want to eat chocolate."

He didn't look at her, but stared ahead as he spoke.

"Huh?"

She was momentarily stunned, not understanding.

"So, um, I want to eat chocolate."

"Now?"

She snapped out of it, half a second later, and quickly hid what she was holding behind her back.

"Yeah."

He looked at her seriously.

His gaze made her uneasy.

"..."

She didn't say anything and looked away.

"Oh, there's a convenience store, wait for me here, I'll go buy a chocolate bar, do you want one?"

"..."

She shook her head.

"Oh, then wait for me."

He said as he walked towards the nearby convenience store.

But before he took a step, he stopped, turned around, and realized that she was holding onto his coat.After a moment of silence, she lowered her head and spoke in a small voice, like a mosquito. Her face was flushed with nervousness. "Um..."

"Oh, by the way..."

He interrupted her, and stretched out his hand in front of her. "I happen to have some chocolate here..."

"Why didn't you say so earlier, you little...!"

He teased her and opened his hand, offering it to her. "Just so you know, it's not good chocolate, just some cheap stuff..."

She hesitated for a moment and placed the delicately packaged small bag into his hand.

"Is it?"

He playfully looked at her flustered face.

Then he carefully unwrapped the outer packaging.

He pinched it with his hand.

The chocolate inside seemed to have melted a bit due to the high temperature.

How long had he been holding it in his hand?

He smiled wryly.

But this girl in front of him... seemed completely unaware.

"Um..."

He took a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Mmm, delicious! Swiss chocolate?"

"I told you it's cheap..."

She watched as he put a whole piece of chocolate into his mouth.

"After eating it, I feel great~"

"..."

She glanced at his face.

"You idiot..."

She turned her head and whispered softly.

Because in her memory, he didn't like sweets.

"Hey, it seems like there's something inside here?"

He realized that there were a few words written on the inside of the wrapping paper.

"Huh? Wait a minute!"

She suddenly came back to her senses, as if she had just remembered something.

"Give it back to me!"

She reached out to grab it, but he held the note high, out of her reach.

...

"Brother, thank you ❤"

He read it out word by word.

"..."

She suddenly became quiet, her eyes wandering, unable to say a word for a long time.

"Brother! Thank you!! ❤!!"

"How many times do you want to say it?!"

Her face turned red from the front to behind her ears, and she stomped her feet.

"Brother! Thank you!! With love!!"

This time, he pronounced it loudly with an even louder voice, including the heart symbol at the end.

"I want to die..."

She covered her face and squatted on the ground.

Is there no hope for life? Is this what they say?

"Yu Yu."

"..."

"Can I stick it on my office computer?"

"Give it back to me!"

She had had enough, stood up again, blushing, wanting to snatch it back.

...

"Fool."

But this time, he didn't tease her anymore.

Silently, he grasped her hand and held her in place.

He slightly bent down, and his face gradually approached.

In an instant, before she could react, his forehead touched hers.

"Is this considered a Qixi Festival gift?"

"Brother...?"

She hesitated.

Only then did she realize that being so close, she couldn't see his face clearly. The only thing she could feel was the warmth from his forehead.

"Yes."

That's how she answered.

This was the first gift she had given him.

"I'm so happy..."

His voice trembled slightly, mixed with a hint of moisture, lingering in her ears.

...

Time seemed to stand still, quietly unsettling.

"Fool..."

She whispered softly. Could something of this level make him so happy?

Even though she couldn't see his face, she could vividly imagine his pathetic expression at this moment.

"Will there be gifts next year?"

He asked her.

"Um."

"What about the year after?"

"..."

She paused for a moment.

"Well..."

"Is that a promise?"

"Yes, it's a promise."

She said with a faint smile.

Was this a promise? She didn't know.

Bang!

Fireworks burst in the sky.

He finally moved his forehead away slightly.

Lowering his head, he watched the reflection of the fireworks' glow in her pitch-black pupils, blooming and then disappearing.

So fireworks were this beautiful? He had never thought so before.

...

...Two people, carrying a dog named Waiwai, walked along the small path by the river.

Their hands held tightly, never letting go.

"Little one," he said as they looked up at the fireworks in the sky.

"I heard that your class is going to perform a play."

"Who told you?" she stopped and looked up at him.

"..."

He hesitated for a moment, about to speak, but was interrupted.

"The person who gave you the red string?"

"..."

He looked down and noticed that the hand he was holding had a red string given by Jocelyn York.

It turned out that she had seen it a long time ago.

"Um," he smiled lightly and nodded.

This was never something that needed to be kept a secret, at least not in his opinion.

"..."

After a moment of silence, she finally spoke.

"Well, the play is 'The Butterfly Lovers'."

"Oh? Are you going to perform?"

"Well..."

"As who?"

"I told you, no laughing..." she glanced at him from the corner of her eye, gripping his hand a little tighter.

"No~ laughing, I promise," he said, patting his chest.

"Li-Li-Shanbo..."

"Snort."

"No, no laughing!"

In her hastiness, her brain, which had just cooled down, began to heat up again.

"I didn't laugh."

He suppressed his smile and looked at her.

Two seconds.

"Snort..."