Chapitre 12: My Dear, Farewell For Now
Xia Minghua sat a slight distance away, but she still felt unrelaxed. So she just sat there with her guitar, looking at him.
"Um, so what are you doing out here so early?" Under her silent stare, Xia Minghua felt a bit abashed but continued to talk anyway.
"I don't know."
The pair sat there in utter stillness not speaking, just taking in the tranquility of the early air.
There was a slight breeze that made her long silky locks flutter in the air. Looking at her side profile, Xia Minghua felt like this moment was so beautiful.
It was a chilly day like this, the day he saw her.
. . .
It was the beginning of the school year, he was starting the final semester of his postgraduate degree.
Xia Minghua dreaded returning to campus because every time, people talked. Girls tried to give him gifts and chocolates and love letters. He'd thought about disguising himself, but then he ended up forgetting. It was too bothersome anyway.
On that day, his father's friend was holding a lecture at Imperial University, so he was obligated to attend.
The lecture hall was half empty, but when people saw Xia Minghua enter, they quickly went in as well.
The seats filled up almost instantly, with many hopefuls that wanted to sit next to him. All eyes were on him.
Xia Minghua's eyes scanned the entire hall. There were empty spots next to a girl whose head was slumped forward. Her long black hair covered her face and a pair earbuds were in her ears.
On her left was an empty seat by the aisle, which he sat down in.
When the girl lifted her head, his entire body stiffened.
. . .
After returning from memory lane, Xia Minghua opened his mouth to speak but then closed it immediately.
Zhou Lengxin's sleeping figure was slumped over her acoustic-electric.
Xia Minghua's perfect schoolboy aura immediately disappeared, instead, it became one of a wolf's. His body leaned closer to her and pulled the guitar out of her arms and catching her limp body in his embrace.
The guitar was put back in its case and he placed Lengxin's head on his shoulder.
Regretfully, it was nearing 7:00, he could only steal a few minutes and touches before people began to come out. Her soft scent of citrus permeated into his senses, drawing him in even more.
His hand softly patted her hair before pulling away. It wouldn't be good if people saw them now.
"*sigh* Looks like you don't remember me at all... my dear, farewell for now."
Xia Minghua stood up to his full 188cm height before unwillingly leaving.
. . .
Zhou Lengxin woke up not long after. There was no one beside her, only a black windbreaker covering her lap.
She looked at her phone, it was almost 9:00 and there were several texts from her friends on where she was.
"Mmm, it's Saturday, I don't have class today and I don't have to work. I'll see you back at the dorm... Kay bye."
Since she was not busy, she wanted to song-write, but there were too many people out now. She liked being alone.
Zhou Lengxin returned to the dorm to grab her usual disguise and went down to the company anyway, her office was one of her favorite places to write.
"Good morning Miss Artemis."
"Good morning Miss Ning." Miss Ning's face would always greet her at the 10th-floor entrance.
She called it her office, but it was more like her home. She had a nice pullout couch and pillows and blankets should she ever need to sleep. There was a mini fridge which was always stocked with drinks and ice cream.
Not only that, but she also had a keyboard and two guitars plus a desk and computer in there as well.
The average office would not be able to fit all this, but hers was a massive 25 square meters!
Every now and then, she would wonder why a massive international entertainment company like X-Nation would try so hard to obtain a freelance artist like herself.
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