Conscience-stricken

  Nie Zhiyan saw the incoming call display, a very familiar number. She was stunned for a long time and didn't press the answer key until the ringing stopped abruptly. It wasn't until then that Nie Zhiyan seemed to have reacted, she hadn't thought of calling back. The phone had just been put back in her bag when it rang again persistently. Unable to find a reason not to answer the call, she pressed the key and responded in her standard tone.

  "Hello, I'm Nie Zhiyan."

  "Where are you?"

  Here is the translation:

  It's this sentence again! She won't disappear, "I am beside a pool of water, surrounded by green willows, the sound of reading aloud, in the center of the pool there is a stone tablet with three red characters."

  The person on the other end was likely in a bustling area, with the sound of car horns blaring in the background, but she still managed to hear his deep breathing clearly.

  "Don't move, I'll be right there."

  "Huh?"

  "Wait there for me."

  He hung up the phone and Nie Zhiyan stared at his mobile phone, in a daze for quite some time. Lu Yiheng had said "wait" not once or twice, but...

  "It's settled then, Nai Zhiyan, remember to come over after work, I'll be waiting for you here."

  "I am waiting for you."

  "Wait there for me."

  ...and so on?

  She had never been a sentimental person. If it were someone else, she wouldn't have thought much of it, but the other party was Lu Yiheng, after all.

  She has been thinking of Lu Yiheng all along.

  He came to Beijing.

  He? Why?

  Nie's words hung her head low, the faint sunlight cast a thin layer of light on her, her shadow was projected onto the ground, small and weak, like a lost child, her petite figure looked pitiful.

  A steady footsteps sounded, gradually getting closer and closer, until it could no longer be heard. A pair of black leather shoes fell into her line of sight. Nie Zhiyan slightly tilted his head, then gazed straight into a pair of deep, mysterious eyes, as if they had condensed the countless ink of the world, so dark that the bottom couldn't be seen.

  He stood against the light, wearing a long white windbreaker, with crystal clear water vapor clinging to his forehead, and his handsome face was half bright and half dark, looking particularly handsome.

  He seemed to have run a long way, breathing heavily, staring at her, without saying a word.

  Made him feel uneasy, thinking of that kiss a few days ago, even his ears were flushed with embarrassment.

  She hastily got up, lowering her head and using the corner of her eye to glance at the man beside her with an overwhelmingly strong aura, asking somewhat guiltily: "How did you suddenly appear?"

  Isn't he in City A? Can he still teleport instantly?

  It was clearly Nie Zhen's words to cover up his nervousness, but when he heard them in his ears, they became a tone that didn't want to see him. He turned around and sat on the stool, bending his long legs, seemingly not caring what she said. His low voice was somewhat hoarse.

  "I happen to be in Beijing on business."

  "Oh, what a coincidence," she nodded and sat back in the rattan chair, shoulder to shoulder with him. After thinking for a moment, she asked: "When did you arrive? Are you done?"

  He paused for a moment, as if considering something, and said: "The same day you arrived, it was just settled yesterday."

  "Oh." Nie Zhiyan responded in agreement, but in his heart, he was muttering to himself: "Does such a simple question really need to be thought about for so long?"

  She secretly sighed, being kissed was her fault, what was she ashamed of? How pathetic!

  "Have you all finished visiting?"

  "Hmm, after all, this school was once my dream. Since I've come to Beijing, I wanted to take a look," although it's less than one-third of the reason, but it's enough for her to sit here.

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