Chapter 89
The boy glanced at Song Pianxian, blushed, and stuttered:
“Oh, th-they’re not coming. They’re watching from the Zhide Building.”
The Zhide Building.
Song Pianxian turned her head to the south.
There were many tall buildings around Yue Lake, and Zhide Building was one of them. It seemed that the university had arranged for outstanding alumni to have the best view of the fireworks display.
It seemed that whether Nie Lingbo was here today or not, they wouldn’t be able to meet.
“Thank you,” Song Pianxian politely thanked him and was about to walk away.
The boy from the Student Union hurriedly stopped her:
“Sister, can I add you on WeChat?”
Sister? Song Pianxian chuckled. Was her face really that young? She had already graduated and was an old senior now.
As she turned to explain and politely refuse, the hem of her camel coat swirled from her slender calf, and she heard a familiar voice from her left.
With a cold and indifferent tone, wrapped in a deep fatigue, although there was no deliberate pressure, her natural temperament made her words carry an inherent authority.
“Pianxian, come over here.”
This was clearly addressed to someone named “Pianxian,” unrelated to others, but everyone around couldn’t help but look towards the source of the voice.
Especially the boy standing very close to Song Pianxian, who was clearly focused on getting the contact information of the beautiful junior sister, couldn’t help but be distracted and looked over there.
Under the dim streetlights, it took him an extra two seconds to react—Damn, isn’t that Nie Lingbo from the famous alumni in the daytime auditorium!
The boy almost sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyes lighting up.
They had gossiped about the guests of this session within the Student Union. Among them, Nie Lingbo’s reputation was no less than that of several alumni from decades ago, who could even be their grandparents. Moreover, because of that face and the powerful family background behind her, Nie Lingbo was held in extremely high regard by the school. It was said that it was not easy to invite her.
How could such a revered figure of the school suddenly appear here?
Wait, what did the goddess Nie just call out? Before the boy could remember how to pronounce that name, he saw the beautiful junior sister gracefully pass by in front of him, leaving only her back.
The boy looked in the direction she was heading, his eyes widening slowly.
Until that figure stopped in front of Nie Lingbo.
The boy even opened his mouth, his eyes completely unable to look away, frozen.
This…?
His eyeballs just moved when they met Nie Lingbo’s gaze.
Indifferent, warning, cold, dignified.
Nie Lingbo’s lips still curled into a smile, charming and elegant, but to the boy’s eyes, it was anything but friendly. Instead, it reminded him of a snake he had awakened during a summer camp exploration.
Those eyes were like Nie Lingbo’s, beautiful yet dangerous, harboring the killing intent of a cold-blooded animal.
The snake’s mouth seemed like a smile, but inside it contained deadly venom. Its posture was graceful, but it could fiercely punish intruders who entered its territory in the midst of its elegant movements.
Hiss.
In the chilly spring air, the boy shivered violently, suddenly shrinking his neck and dared not look again.
Song Pianxian was completely unaware of all this.
She walked up to Nie Lingbo with excitement:
“Lingbo, you’re here.”
Nie Lingbo paused, withdrew her gaze, and looked at Song Pianxian:
“Mm.”
“Are you here to play?”
Song Pianxian nodded.
Nie Lingbo glanced around and looked at her surroundings:
“Alone?”
When Nie Lingbo asked this question, there was already a hint of certainty.
When she saw the video Song Pianxian sent to Xiang Sixi, which Nie Xingzhou had forwarded, she didn’t see a second person’s figure. Also, now there was no one else beside Song Pianxian, just someone striking up a conversation.
Sure enough, Song Pianxian nodded again obediently.
Nie Lingbo’s eyes carried a hint of genuine pleasure.
Surrounded by young men and women, no one would keep their gaze fixed on the two of them. The broad lakeside was filled with the sound of the wind, carrying moist mist. The night wrapped each person’s face in a semi-transparent veil of darkness.
This environment could relax Nie Lingbo more than the lively daytime. She felt like a nocturnal creature, afraid of startling the fluffy little rabbits in the daylight. Only now did she dare to let a hint of her possessiveness and control leak out.
She casually asked:
“What were you talking about with him just now?”
Song Pianxian didn’t answer immediately.
Nie Lingbo narrowed her eyes involuntarily.
She wasn’t satisfied with this response. What else did she want to say?
In the next moment, there was the sound of fireworks exploding behind them, buzzing as they shot into the sky, blooming into magnificent showers of stars at the edge of the sky, reflecting off the lake.
The sound of fireworks, the cheers of the crowd, the clicking of cameras.
Nie Lingbo turned her head to look at the fireworks behind her.
The sky was brightly lit, half of it filled with fireworks like shooting stars, while the lake reflected another splendid event below.
Above and below, both were filled with scorching stars.
She would ask after the fireworks, Nie Lingbo thought. Song Pianxian had come specifically to watch the fireworks display, so she would ask after she had enjoyed it.
She was right in front of her, she couldn’t escape.
Just as Nie Lingbo had made this lenient decision, she felt a hand touch the back of her hand.
It was a faint touch, so subtle that Nie Lingbo even felt it might have been her imagination, but then the sensation shifted to her delicate wrist.
Through the fabric, Song Pianxian pulled her gently, the movement light.
Nie Lingbo followed the force and turned around, her eyes showing inquiry.
At this moment, the world was illuminated by fireworks, and she could clearly see Song Pianxian’s face.
Song Pianxian was saying something, but Nie Lingbo couldn’t hear the sound.
She leaned slightly forward, getting closer to Song Pianxian, gesturing for her to repeat.
The height difference between the two wasn’t much, but Nie Lingbo was wearing very high heels while Song Pianxian only had on casual shoes, instantly widening the gap.
Nie Lingbo found herself enjoying this height difference, as if she could imprison the other from head to toe with just an outstretched arm.
Her gaze wandered over Song Pianxian’s body with a restless interest, but she only casually said, “I didn’t hear clearly just now.”
A hint of helplessness appeared on Song Pianxian’s face, mixed with a strange indulgence.
The fireworks bloomed and fell, making the light ripple over Song Pianxian’s face.
In the uncertain light, Nie Lingbo suspected her eyes were playing tricks on her.
But she couldn’t deny that this Song Pianxian was becoming increasingly irresistible.
Nie Lingbo’s eyes deepened, as if the ashes of the fireworks were stacking up in her eyes, dark with a burning temperature. She took a slightly heavier breath, then concealed it well.
She feared spooking her naive prey.
The prey approached, almost nestling into her embrace.
Nie Lingbo needed immense control to keep herself from lifting her arm and pulling Song Pianxian into her embrace.
Song Pianxian’s clothing brushed past her fingertips.
Nie Lingbo curled her fingers, kneading the fabric into her palm.
Song Pianxian leaned over slightly, getting closer to her side.
Was she going to speak in her ear? Nie Lingbo liked it very much but pretended not to know, maintaining her posture without accommodating Song Pianxian.
As she wished, Song Pianxian had to tiptoe slightly and lean closer to her.
Warm, moist breath sprayed onto Nie Lingbo’s earlobe.
“I asked him where the alumni who returned to school are.”
Song Pianxian paused, seeing that her earlobe had indeed turned a sensitive shade of red, a smile playing on her lips.
She leaned in closer, lips parting again, speaking lightly and innocently but with words that stirred the heart.
“…I asked him where Nie Lingbo is.”
As the final syllable reached her, Nie Lingbo felt a soft touch on her earlobe.
A touch that broke the barrier.
Song Pianxian sounded apologetic: “Ah, got too close, it seems like I touched you.”
Fireworks exploded, and the crowd gasped.
The world was incredibly vibrant.
Nie Lingbo’s heart skipped a beat.
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Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu
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