Chapter 18

When Liang Chuyuan lifted Su Yao, he felt she was very light.

And very soft, with a faint pleasant scent mixed with the smell of alcohol, blending together in a delicate way.

She seemed to be asleep, but if he looked closely, he would notice that her eyes weren’t completely closed. A hint of moisture gleamed through her eyelashes, giving her a faint radiance. It felt like she would open her eyes in the next second, smile, and wish him a happy New Year.

After laying the woman down on the bed and covering her with a blanket, Liang Chuyuan stayed for a moment. He left a note because he was afraid Su Yao would wake up the next day in confusion.

Pressing the written note under a glass, Liang Chuyuan couldn’t help but gaze at Su Yao’s face.

Seeing her smile, he couldn’t help but smile too. He thought to himself how quiet and obedient she was when drunk, her face as red as an apple, adding a touch of charm to her beauty.

Good night, Su Yao.

As he pulled his hand out from under the blanket, Liang Chuyuan got up to leave, but suddenly saw Su Yao open her eyes and say to him, “Liang Chuyuan, happy New Year.”

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Fllkdt ds alprsdpl qasx bla, bl jdlo pbl oypd’v yoyjl, fwpv eskdt obyv bl bye yzoyup lmrlnvle bla vs es.

Fzllr vktbv, tsse dktbv.

Fw Zys eked’v blya bkx yde nsdvkdwle vs zssj yv bkx.

Nkydt Ubwuwyd nbwnjzle, “Ebyv yal usw zssjkdt yv?”

“Gv usw,” pbl alrzkle.

Unexpectedly getting a response, Liang Chuyuan felt a bit flustered for a moment. “Su Yao, you’re drunk.”

“Mm-hmm,” Su Yao raised an eyebrow. “Are you leaving?”

Liang Chuyuan felt slightly relieved and nodded.

“Oh, then go ahead,” Su Yao pulled the blanket higher, covering half of her face.

Liang Chuyuan chuckled again, finding Su Yao’s behavior somewhat childish, like a three-year-old.

He stood up. “I’m leaving.”

“I heard that,” Su Yao said.

Liang Chuyuan looked down at her. “What?”

“You said I’m childish, like a three-year-old,” Su Yao sat up solemnly. “And you also said you wanted to kiss me, and asked if you could.”

…Liang Chuyuan’s first reaction was to explain. But he couldn’t bring himself to speak, so his thoughts became a mess, and when they reached Su Yao’s ears, she didn’t hear anything.

After a long silence, Su Yao thought for a moment, then reached out and grabbed his hand.

“It’s okay,” she emphasized. “I said it’s okay.”

Maybe it’s the effect of the alcohol, she thought.

So when she kissed Liang Chuyuan, her mind was filled with thoughts like she should brush her teeth because the taste of alcohol wasn’t pleasant.

The kiss wasn’t too long, and when their lips parted, Liang Chuyuan’s leg was pressed against the bed.

Both of them were breathing heavily, with their bodies close together.

Su Yao squinted at Liang Chuyuan’s pupils, a shallow amber color, radiating gentleness beautifully. He was still thinking that same sentence: “Su Yao, you’re drunk.”

“…,” like she was hypnotized, Su Yao also became unsure. “I don’t know.”

Liang Chuyuan took a deep breath, withdrew the leg that was kneeling on the bed, “Can I kiss you again?”

Su Yao still didn’t like the taste of alcohol.

“Is tomorrow okay?”

Liang Chuyuan sighed deeply, thinking resignedly, perhaps Su Yao wouldn’t remember anything tomorrow.

“Okay,” he helped her lie down again, adjusted her hair, “It’s late, time to sleep.”

“But you haven’t wished me a happy New Year yet.”

Liang Chuyuan kissed her eyes.

“Happy New Year, Su Yao.”

*

The delicious smell of food would seep in through the crack under the door.

Su Yao opened her eyes and saw a ceiling that wasn’t familiar to her. She stayed quiet for a moment.

Luckily, there was a note by her bedside. It briefly explained what happened last night. She folded the note neatly, admitting that Liang Chuyuan’s consideration was quite thoughtful.

She walked out of the room and followed the scent to the kitchen. Su Yao stopped and saw the busy figure in the kitchen. She spoke up, “What are you doing?”

Liang Chuyuan’s hand trembled, causing the noodles to slip down. He picked them up again and turned to look at her. “Instant noodles. It’s the only thing I know how to make.”

“Smells great,” Su Yao complimented. “I’ve been into instant noodles lately, so do you need me to fry an egg for you?”

Liang Chuyuan lifted the bowl of noodles. “I think this should be enough.”

The process of eating noodles was strangely quiet.

After putting down her chopsticks, Su Yao finished the last sip of soup and said to Liang Chuyuan, “Wait for me.”

Liang Chuyuan looked up and saw her disappearing into the guest room.

Su Yao came out in less than five minutes, still carrying her bag.

“I should go back. I smell like alcohol, not pleasant.” Liang Chuyuan blinked. “I’ll walk you.”

“No need, it’s not far,” Su Yao said without looking back.

Liang Chuyuan watched her put on her shoes and moved to get his own.

Su Yao pressed down on his wrist. “Really, no need. It’s very close.”

Before Liang Chuyuan could respond, she said, “Before I leave, aren’t you going to claim the second kiss you missed yesterday?”

Despite just brushing her teeth.

Liang Chuyuan: …

Su Yao twirled her finger around her ear. “I heard it while we were eating noodles.”

He had been wondering if she had forgotten, but now he knew how difficult it must have been for her to hold back.

Liang Chuyuan: …

Seeing Liang Chuyuan still in a daze, Su Yao pondered for two seconds and decided to take the initiative once more.

She kissed Liang Chuyuan’s corner of the mouth.

“I didn’t forget,” she waved her hand. “I’m leaving, goodbye.”