Chapter 507
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Upon hearing what Xuxu had said, he was beyond flabbergasted . What had he missed out on?
Did he missed the chance to hug her to sleep tonight?
"Wen Xuxu, get off my back now . " Without warning, he loosened his grip .
Luckily, Xuxu was nimble, and she grabbed hold of his neck in time . It prevented her from sliding down his back otherwise her buttocks would have suffered from the fall .
When her feet landed to the ground, she glared at Yan Rusheng with a frown . "Yan Rusheng, are you insane? Are you trying to make me fall to my death?"
Yan Rusheng flashed her a disapproving look . "Dumb woman, I really wanted to make you fall to your death . "
She had thought of forgiving him and didn't inform him in advance .
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He spun around and stuffed his hands into his pockets . He gloomily strode forward with a few heavy footsteps .
Xuxu watched him walk away, and she couldn't suppress her laughter . His behavior somehow tickled her insides, making her grin from ear to ear .
She trailed after him, and although both of them were walking at the same pace, the distance between them became farther apart .
They had walked like that countless times before, in the same exact way .
She used to try her best to chase after him . When she was young, she had a silly thought, if she could finally catch up with him, they would be together .
And so, she decided to run after him—tried her best time after time . When she slowed down to her usual pace, a huge sum of distance would separate them in no time .
Repeatedly she's run after him, and whenever she'd catch up with him, but he would just shake her off and continued on for several reasons .
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Until such time that Fang Jiayin appeared who often trailed behind him like a shadow .
He would hold Fang Jiayin's hand as they walk together . It was then she finally understood the principles of love .
If one half of the couple didn't cooperate in a relationship, it won't work out no matter how hard the other half tries .
"Ah Sheng!" yelled Xuxu at the towering figure ahead of her as she snapped out of her daze . She began moving on her feet to chase after him, wanting to hold his hands as they walked together .
"Xuxu?"
An unfamiliar voice belonging to a man called her . Feeling puzzled, she halted her footsteps and turned around to where the voice came from .
There was a stall right beside where she was standing . It still had its lights on . Soon, she recognized that it belonged to her past English teacher .
A lanky bespectacled man came out from the stall . He was wearing a pair of thick shoes as he rushed forward to greet her with a smile .
"Are you Wen Xuxu?" the man asked with apprehension . He surveyed her from head to toe .
"Yup, I am . " Xuxu sized him up as well . "You must be Zhao Zheng . "
The English teacher's son .
When he realized that Xuxu still remembered him, Zhao Zheng seemed visibly emotional . "Yes! I didn't expect you to remember me . "
Xuxu smiled . "We are old classmates, why wouldn't I?"
Zhao Zheng heard her, and he stretched his hand to scratch the back of his head . He appeared to be simple and honest . "What are you doing here so late in the night?"
Xuxu pointed at the fried vermicelli stall ahead . "I missed the food here, so I came over . "
"Oh . " Zhao Zheng nodded and suddenly, he sorrowfully sighed . "Xuxu, I didn't expect you to marry Yan Rusheng . "
Xuxu smiled weakly and didn't respond . In fact, she had no idea how to respond to his statement .
In reality, when old classmates meet each other years later, they would usually chat about each other's marriage or relationship status or ask about each other's career progress . Other than these few common topics, it would end up like now—awkward and silent .
"Aren't you the top student who scored the best at English in our class?"
Yan Rusheng's voice, with a tinge of sarcasm layering over it, preceded his presence .
Xuxu recalled how Yan Rusheng had previously mocked Zhao Zheng for his poor writing style . His love letter was of amateur-level as if it was an elementary school essay .