Chapter 132
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Chapter 132 Gentle Gaze
Looking at Qin Yueran’s flushed face and eyes as clear as river water at night, Su Rui’s heart skipped a beat.
“What the hell do you mean by intimate?” Su Rui said casually: “Online friends hook up the first time they meet, but we’ve been sitting here until midnight just tickling feet. What kind of intimacy is that? It’s as pure as it can possibly be.”
Qin Yueran burst out laughing.
“I guess it should count as somewhat intimate. What’s wrong with me today?”
Qin Yueran covered her warm cheeks, feeling a bit incredulous. If anyone else had tickled her feet like that, she probably would have slapped them immediately.
Su Rui had no guard up against her, and she felt the same toward him. Whether it was gratitude for helping her brother or her own trust, she just felt completely at ease with him. It was an inexplicable yet genuine sense of trust that needed no reason.
If it had been any other man alone with such a stunning beauty on a rooftop all night, who knows what beastly things might have happened.
“If Xia Qing knew about this, would she be jealous?”
Qin Yueran had meant to keep this thought to herself, but somehow she accidentally muttered it aloud, startling even herself.
However, the fact that she had such a thought proved she was a very qualified best friend, always considering Xia Qing’s feelings.
But isn’t there a popular saying about guarding against fire, theft, and your best friend? Best friends are potentially the most dangerous love rivals.
“Jealous of what? My relationship with her is innocent, and my relationship with you is innocent too. Who would be jealous of whom?”
Su Rui glanced at Qin Yueran and suddenly said with schadenfreude: “But speaking of which, if we told others that a single man and woman spent the whole night on this rooftop and did nothing, would anyone believe us?”
At that moment, Qin Yueran wanted nothing more than to strangle this annoying guy.
“I’m tired,” she said. It was understandable—they had been chatting until past three in the morning. If they didn’t rest a bit, dawn would soon break.
“Then let me walk you back to your room.” Just as the gentlemanly Comrade Su Rui was about to stand up, he saw that Qin Yueran had already wrapped herself in a blanket and curled up comfortably on the sofa, closing her eyes.
“I’m not going back to my room. I’ll sleep right here.”
“Hey, you’re just going to sleep like that? What about me?” Su Rui was exasperated. This woman was really stingy—not even offering him a bed to sleep on?
“That’s not my problem,” Qin Yueran said softly with her eyes closed.
This girl was really something—when she said she’d sleep, she meant it, no hesitation.
Su Rui felt helpless as he watched Qin Yueran fall into dreamland within a minute.
Her sleep quality was truly impeccable.
The handsome Su had no trace of sleepiness. He leaned back on the double sofa, drinking mineral water and staring blankly at the vast sea, seemingly deep in thought.
“I didn’t want to get involved in these matters again. I didn’t want to bring up the past, but you people just couldn’t help yourselves.” Su Rui lay on the sofa, hands behind his head, speaking to the night sky.
Just a foot away from him, Qin Yueran was curled up in a thin blanket, sleeping soundly. Her eyelashes fluttered gently, her expression peaceful and serene, as if dreaming of something beautiful.
Perhaps during tonight’s banquet, the Qin family’s young lady could never have imagined that she would end up sleeping on a rooftop sofa with Su Rui beside her.
For this well-bred lady who had never had close interactions with men, this was truly something extraordinarily wild.
Su Rui finished his mineral water and then, without hesitation, took Qin Yueran’s glass and filled it with red wine.
He stood up, raised the wine glass at a forty-five-degree angle toward the night sky, as if gently toasting with the invisible starlight.
“Let’s drink to this—to commemoration, to forgetting, and more importantly, to remembering.”
As Su Rui said this, he couldn’t help but recall the scene from that afternoon when he had cornered the bare-chested beauty Su Chiyan against the wall. He narrowed his eyes, releasing a dangerous aura.
After downing the large glass of wine in one gulp, Su Rui stared at the empty glass and said softly:
“My life is ultimately controlled by me alone.”
His voice was soft and light, yet carried an undeniable firmness that no one could question.
Before coming to China, Su Rui had never imagined that he would so quickly change his previous mindset.
According to his original intention, he might have never returned to China for his entire life. Those five years of exile had thoroughly chilled his heart.
But after returning, he discovered that his love for this land had never dissipated; in fact, it had only grown stronger.
That love and passion were deeply engraved in his bones, impossible to erase regardless of how many storms he weathered.
When Bai Wangchuan suddenly came forward to provoke him today, when this arrogant and insidious Bai family young master mentioned the so-called exile again, the dust that had settled in the depths of Su Rui’s heart finally stirred once more.
Rising dust signifies rising wind.
Rising wind signifies changing weather.
Regarding the declarations he had made today through Bai Wangchuan to those people, Su Rui truly had only acted on impulse, but this impulse had been building up for several years.
From the day he was “exiled,” Su Rui thought he had completely given up, thoroughly disillusioned, but he hadn’t even realized that not only had he never given up, he had been preparing for this day all along.
Therefore, today’s declaration seemed almost natural, inevitable.
Bai Wangchuan’s provocation gave Su Rui that chilling feeling again after several years, which best explained his impulsive behavior tonight.
Perhaps this wasn’t the most appropriate timing, but for Su Rui, that no longer mattered.
Several years of dormant waiting had ended the moment he stepped off the plane onto Chinese soil.
Actually, no one knew that his incessant teasing of Lin Aoxue on the plane was actually just to hide his inner nervousness.
Yes, the brave and invincible Sun God Apollo, who had never felt the slightest nervousness when facing a thousand Dark Throne cavalry alone, was truly nervous this time.
After leaving Victoria’s room, Su Rui felt even more unsettled, until he played “We Have No Tomorrow” and Qin Yueran gave him a warm embrace—only then did he finally feel at peace.
What must come will come; one can’t avoid it forever. Since that’s the case, why not let it come sooner?
Su Rui let out a long breath, gently placed the wine glass on the nearby coffee table, and then carefully nestled back into the sofa—his movements so gentle as if afraid of waking Qin Yueran.
He glanced at the sleeping girl beside him and felt a gentle trust in his heart.
We are all loved tenderly by this world, aren’t we?
Su Rui sat up and pulled the thin blanket over Qin Yueran, wanting to cover her more securely.
But unexpectedly, this movement seemed to disturb Qin Yueran. She groggily sat up, rubbed her eyes without opening them, stretched and yawned, then slumped over again.
However, this time she fell toward Su Rui’s side.
Watching helplessly as Qin Yueran, completely unconscious, wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his chest, and even nuzzled comfortably like a sleeping puppy, Su Rui couldn’t help but feel both amused and helpless.
Afraid of waking her, he could only carefully pull the thin blanket over her… and himself.
To help her sleep more securely and prevent her from accidentally sliding off the sofa, Su Rui freed one hand and held Qin Yueran from behind, though his hand and her back were still separated by the thin blanket.
But from the looks of it, Su Rui was essentially holding Qin Yueran tightly in his arms.
This was an extremely intimate and romantic posture, something that couples in love would do.
With this arrangement, Su Rui’s other hand had nowhere to go—he could hardly put it behind his own back. So he simply wrapped both arms around Qin Yueran, holding her tightly against him.
“Is this good fortune? Probably not.”
Su Rui looked at the sleeping beauty in his arms, feeling his shirt getting wet from her drool, and couldn’t help but smile wryly as he asked and answered his own question.
Still completely awake, he decided to just gaze at the starry sky. After all, such clear, haze-free night skies had become quite rare.
By the time Qin Yueran slowly woke up, it was already six-thirty in the morning.
It was fully light outside.
She felt groggy, sensing that she had never slept so soundly and sweetly before. Last night she even had a good dream—dreaming that she had successfully escaped an arranged marriage, and her family hadn’t opposed it.
This shows how deeply oppressed Miss Qin truly felt.
But why was tonight’s pillow so warm?
Qin Yueran comfortably nuzzled her face against Su Rui’s chest again, then opened her eyes to see Su Rui’s smiling face.
“You’re awake?” Su Rui said with a smile.
“You pervert!”
When Qin Yueran discovered that she was curled up in Su Rui’s embrace, with him wrapping his arms tightly around her, her pretty face immediately turned red with embarrassment, shock, and anger.
She thought Su Rui had deliberately done this.
“How am I being a pervert? Please, it was you who sleepwalked into my arms. I was holding you to prevent you from falling off. I haven’t closed my eyes all night, and both my arms and legs are numb from you lying on them. If you’re awake now, please get up quickly—I can’t hold on much longer,” Su Rui said irritably.
Only then did Qin Yueran realize that her arms were wrapped around Su Rui’s neck, and he had dark circles under his eyes, truly looking like he hadn’t slept all night.
Could it be that he wasn’t lying, and she had actually moved toward him on her own?
Qin Yueran knew she was a restless sleeper. When she was little, she would often fall asleep at one end of the bed and wake up at the other. So when she saw Su Rui’s dark circles, she had no reason to doubt his words.
But how could she have done something so embarrassing in her sleep, and in front of Su Rui no less!
Qin Yueran quickly sat up properly, though when leaving Su Rui’s warm chest, she felt a bit reluctant—a reluctance that came from deep within, almost instinctively.
“Why… didn’t you sleep all night?” Qin Yueran asked, somewhat embarrassed.
Suddenly remembering how Su Rui had covered her with the blanket yesterday, Qin Yueran’s eyes softened with tenderness.
