Chapter 63: Single Man and Single Woman
Morning, the Heir
Translator: Peggyan and Ruriko
Lin Xiaomi, â...â
She couldnât say a word. Was it really good that he defamed someone like this?
âWell, stop talking. Are you done eating? If youâre full, letâs go home.â she had a bad appetite, so she barely ate.
Hearing this, Leng Yihuang instantly felt unhappy at the thought of her being protective of Xue Haolin.
âDonât tell me you havenât given up on him! Well, do you want to fight Lin Xinâer for him?â
She couldnât stand his strange tone.
âNo, I donâtâ
âEh?â
âTheyâll get married soon, so what do I fight for?â said she in a low voice. âWhatâs more, heâs made himself clear even if Lin Xinâer isnât the kid in his memory, he still likes her. He loves her what she is now, so there is nothing to do with me. What happened in the past are only good memories for him. Thatâs all.â
She didnât want to badger Xue Haolin anymore. If what happened in childhood were memories for him, she hoped that those memories were beautiful, at least in Xue Haolinâs heart.
Hearing this, Leng Yihuang said with a laugh, âReally? Getting married? Oh, then I should congratulate him.â
She rolled her eyes at him and couldnât help but kick him upon seeing his schadenfreude.
He footed the bill and went home with her.
She murmured to herself on the way back home, âI spend a monthâs salary on this meal. How can you capitalists know the hardship of the people!â
He clearly knew how she was obsessive with money and now felt that she looked lovely.
He also knew that all those years made her develop the habit of frugality.
As young as Lin Xinâer, Lin Xiaomi should have been pampered by her parents, found an easy and enjoyable job, and waited for getting married.
The truth was, she had long learned the hardship of life and even tolerated Lin Xinâer for so many years without saying a word in order to get her grandmotherâs medical expenses.
He didnât know who he was after he lost memories, but he really appreciated it, for the amnesia let him meet her who was optimistic, kind, beautiful, and funny.
When he woke up in the seashore wounded and alone, he lost his memories and knew nothing about the world.
He felt helpless, desperate, and even panicked, which ordinary people couldnât understand.
When he stepped onto the highway without knowing what was stored for him in the future, he unexpectedly encountered her.
As a matter of fact, he felt mentally disturbed and didnât know how to live his life.
He had no ID and no money, but she took him in.
When he was at the lowest moment of his life, he met her.
Nobody could understand how much she meant to him!
She was the only important person to him in the world.
Sitting on the front passenger seat, he fastened the seat belt and looked at the prosperous city through the window.
The roadside neon lights were flashing.
It was cold at night, but he felt reassuring.
However, not all things were perfect. What dissatisfied him most was that she didnât like him yet.
He didnât consider it hard to make her like him, for she had given up on Xue Haolin. Additionally, he didnât regard Xue Haolin, who was as blind as a bat, as his opponent.
Now the key part was how to âeatâ her.
Based on his knowledge of her, she was traditional. As long as he had sex with her, she would definitely get into him.
She was driving, and silence reigned the car so that she could hear herself breathe.
She twisted her head sideways to glance at him in surprise.
He was thinking about something with his fingers rhythmically tapping his legs when looking out the window.
She was curious to know what he was thinking. For the first time, he didnât mess with her when being with her.
If she knew that he tried to figure a way out to have sex with her, she would absolutely kick him out of the car.
Back home, he took a shower first. She took the photo of Xue Haolin out of her bag and looked at it for a long time.
Finally, she clipped it onto the last page of the newspaper cuttings and rubbed it repeatedly with her fingertips.
Like a photo album of her childhood, the newspaper cutting was precious memories to her.
Now, she had to seal it.
Having dragged a glove box out of the under of her bed, she discreetly put the newspaper cuttings into the bottom of it.
When he stepped out of the bathroom and saw this, he felt happy with his brows raised.
As he hummed and walked past her, he deliberately shook his hair, sprinkling water-drops on her.
She got startled, wiped her face with her hand, and threw a pillow at him. âYou donât have a towel, huh? I hate you the most.â
He smiled without refuting back. When she entered the bathroom for a shower, he went to bed with the computer and started to seek help from the omnipotent netizen.
He posted a question in a forum: âhow to have sex with the woman I live together withâ.
Hahaha, what a plain and clear question!
Shortly, there were a lot of answers.
âHow long have you two lived together? At first sight, I know youâre a straight man. Youâd better directly sleep with her.â
âYou havenât done that before, I guess, but donât be self-abased. Pursue your love with courage.â
âYou donât have the guts? Let her go and Iâll do it!â
âAre you a man or not? Man up! Put her down! Take her clothes off! Just do it!â
He felt so angry that he almost smashed the computer after seeing those nonsense messages.
Eventually, he saw a reliable one.
âWatching ghost movies. The scarier the better and the bloodier the better. When she screams, you can hold her into your arms. At a dark and windy night, itâll be damn sorry if nothing happens between a single man and a single woman.â
Having thought of it for a while, he found it reasonable.
By then, he could directly watch a ghost movie with her on the bed. When she screamed, he would hold her into his arms. She would be so frightened that she hid her head in his chest but would be curious about the plots.
She would ask repeatedly, âDoes the scary part pass yet?â
He would say with her in his arms, âNo, heâs still floating in the room.â
âTell me when itâs over.â She would pitifully snuggle in his arms.
As long as he lowered his head, he would kiss her mellow forehead.
Then, they would turn off the light and go to sleep.
The more he thought of this, the more reliable he considered it. Hence, he promptly rewarded the poster with golden coins. As for the poster who wanted to replace him, he hacked into the posterâs account and made the poster unable to log in again.
Two days later when Lin Xiaomi came back from work, Leng Yihuang, who was fussy about food, unexpectedly asked her not to cook and took her to eat outside of the community before hurrying home.