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Autumn Wind originally thought Liu Jian would choose some luxurious star-rated restaurant and treat her to a lavish meal. As she subconsciously touched her bag, she looked up and realized that Liu Jian's car had already arrived at Yao Lizhen's hot pot restaurant.
At this time, Yao Lizhen's hot pot restaurant was bustling with activity. Seeing Liu Jian arrive with Autumn Wind, Yao Lizhen was so excited that she nearly jumped up. She immediately arranged for a waiter to find them a table, casting flirtatious glances at both Autumn Wind and Liu Jian. "You two are together... come, have a seat!" Yao Lizhen warmly welcomed them.
Yao Lizhen specially arranged a private room for them, her expression more excited than if she had won the lottery.
In fact, during the meal, Autumn Wind and Liu Jian didn't eat much; they mostly chatted about Autumn Wind's life in mainland China over the past three months and Liu Jian's plans to return to the United States.
Autumn Wind asked, "Are you going back to the United States? Or do you plan to stay in Taiwan?"
Liu Jian frowned slightly and replied seriously, "For now, I want to focus on Taiwan!"
"May I ask what you do in the United States..." Autumn Wind began to inquire about Liu Jian's profession when suddenly her phone on the table buzzed with a message alert.
Glancing sideways, she saw it was from Qiu Mowen.
She quickly picked up her phone and swiped rapidly. The message from Qiu Mowen read: Where are you? Why aren't you home yet!
Seeing this text made Autumn Wind smile with satisfaction; this was the reaction she had hoped for from Qiu Mowen. She didn't reply but tossed her phone back on the table and focused on eating a piece of beef tripe. "Where were we?" Autumn Wind thought blankly, unable to connect back to their previous conversation. After a moment of thought, she couldn't recall what they had been discussing. "Forget it, let's eat!"
Autumn Wind's straightforwardness left Liu Jian a bit stunned, so he decided to tease her a little.
Taking advantage of the time while Autumn Wind went to the restroom, Liu Jian approached the front desk to find Yao Lizhen. "Sister, we haven't paid yet, right? When Autumn Wind comes back to settle the bill, just let me take care of it, okay?"
Yao Lizhen widened her eyes. "What? You don't want to pay? You want me to cover it or make Autumn Wind pay? You're a guy..."
Liu Jian shrugged his shoulders, worried that if Yao Lizhen continued talking, it might raise suspicions from Autumn Wind. He interrupted her, saying, "Just do as I say!"
After that, he quickly returned to his seat. When he saw Autumn Wind come back from the restroom, he deliberately burped loudly without caring about his image.
Seeing that Liu Jian was full, Autumn Wind squinted and said, "I'm full... It's getting late, let's go!" After that, she shot a hard look at Liu Jian, then picked up her bag and walked towards the cash register. Liu Jian lowered his head, following behind Autumn Wind. Before long, a nearly frantic voice from Autumn Wind came, "What? Liu Jian paid the bill? How is that possible? Let me see the receipt!"
Yao Lizhen, being in the entertainment industry, acted quite convincingly, "If it's settled, then it's settled! Why are you nagging? If you have something to say, go find Liu Jian! Don't bother me... I have a lot on my plate, like settling accounts!" Yao Lizhen pointed angrily at Liu Jian behind Autumn Wind.
Autumn Wind was very angry. She bit her lower lip and directly pulled out two one-thousand-yuan bills, stuffing them into Liu Jian's arms. "Fine, this counts as mine today. What do you mean by this?" Other customers looked over, and after stuffing the money, Autumn Wind pushed open the shop door and walked out.
Liu Jian picked up the two thousand yuan that Autumn Wind had given him and shrugged slightly. He handed it to Yao Lizhen but then took it back, pulled out his wallet, stuffed the two bills inside, and placed two new bills on the cash register.
Before Yao Lizhen could pick up the money, Liu Jian chased after Autumn Wind.
In fact, Liu Jian was really afraid of making Autumn Wind angry. Fortunately, her temper flared up quickly but also faded just as fast. The two soon returned to their lively selves. Seeing Autumn Wind smile brightly, Liu Jian let out a slight sigh of relief as a bold idea emerged in his mind.
Liu Jian drove directly to the apartment building and parked the car. He ran over to Autumn Wind's side and opened the car door.
It started to rain lightly; under the streetlights, it looked somewhat like snow. Autumn Wind looked up and noticed that water droplets were hanging from Liu Jian's hair, each one sparkling like diamonds. The streetlight shone down from above, casting a dark shadow behind him.
If last year's Liu Jian had yellow curly hair like a character out of a comic book, then now with shorter hair he resembled a sporty college guy exuding youthful vitality.
Autumn Wind smiled at him again and slightly bowed her head. "Thank you so much for bringing me back!" Her voice seemed insignificant in the tranquil night, while Liu Jian's deliberately suppressed breathing became more pronounced.
Autumn Wind speculated that next, perhaps Liu Jian would pull her close like in all those movie scenes and then confess his feelings.
As for how she would respond, Autumn Wind had already set her mind; she would refuse without hesitation.
Liu Jian's appearance greatly boosted Autumn Wind's confidence. This exquisite handsome man in everyone's eyes had fully proven his worth; Autumn Wind was ready to restart her battle with Qiu Mowen.
Sure enough, at the moment Autumn Wind turned around, Liu Jian grabbed her arm. The lines that came from his mouth were completely within Autumn Wind's expectations; he spoke without any pause for nearly three minutes.
After a long confession, he released Autumn Wind. Perhaps the silence of Autumn Wind made him feel uneasy, and he hurriedly defended himself, his voice urgent, "I'm sorry, I just... felt a bit..."
Autumn Wind turned to look at him, her mind beginning to organize some subtle and gentle words of rejection. However, Liu Jian suddenly fell silent. He let out a long sigh, his long and thick eyelashes damp. He closed his eyes, turned his head to the side, and opened his arms: "Can you hug me?"
In Autumn Wind's heart, it felt like being drenched in a cup of steaming lemon juice, sour and bitter all at once.
Autumn Wind looked at Liu Jian in front of her. His messy hair hung softly over his forehead. He was very thin, and the black cashmere coat that originally fit him well swayed left and right in the breeze, making his outstretched arms appear even longer. The expression on his turned face was serious, like a prisoner awaiting sentencing.
His seriousness froze the smile that had been on Autumn Wind's face. Suddenly, she felt incredibly despicable and turned away, unable to face Liu Jian.
A few meters away from Autumn Wind, Qiu Mowen's black luxury car was parked. He looked over with an expressionless face. When he saw Autumn Wind turn away, he turned on the car lights and flashed them at her.
The flickering of the headlights caused Liu Jian's closed eyes to flutter open slightly.
At that moment, Autumn Wind saw Qiu Mowen. In the instant their eyes met, she made a reckless move—she embraced Liu Jian's arms and tightly burrowed into his embrace.
Liu Jian's chest was sturdier than she had imagined; she could hear his heartbeat, as if pressed against a deep and vast valley. The sadness within her gradually began to resonate with the rhythm of his heartbeat.
Perhaps Autumn Wind’s actions completely caught Liu Jian off guard. His arms remained stiff for a few seconds before finally wrapping around her in return; his embrace was surprisingly warm.
The realization of any wild thought is like an uncontrollable wild vine; it is not content merely to push through thick soil but will attempt to spread infinitely in the air and weave itself into a web with no exit.
In those brief seconds in Liu Jian's arms, Autumn Wind exchanged this moment for an endless ultimate battle between herself and Qiu Mowen.
Often, the development of events is crazier than expected. When Autumn Wind entered her home, Qiu Mowen's face loomed close. He looked at her with sharp and cold eyes like a dagger that could instantly shatter her into pieces. She broke free from his gaze, quickly changed her shoes, but her arm felt as if it were caught in a vice—Qiu Mowen's hand gripped her shoulder tightly, causing excruciating pain.
Autumn Wind pushed his hand away: "Have you lost your mind? What do you want?" In truth, her anger could have flared even higher, but it was stifled by Qiu Mowen's bloodshot eyes. She stared wide-eyed at him as his throat quivered: "Who is that person?"
"What's it to you? That's my own business..." Autumn Wind suddenly stopped mid-sentence. Facing Qiu Mowen's pained gaze, she felt a pang in her heart, turned her head to the side, and muttered, "Haven't you known him for a long time?"
In an instant, everything related to Qiu Mowen burned like fire, piercing into Autumn Wind's mind. She heard a strange voice escape her lips, "He is my boyfriend!"
Qiu Mowen stared with reddened eyes. He tightened his grip on Autumn Wind and suddenly began to roar, "What about me? What about us?" He slowly raised his arm and wrapped it around Autumn Wind's shoulders.
He closed his eyes, and a tear rolled down his cheek, landing on his suit and forming a stain darker than the night. The strength in his hands grew stronger, as if he wanted to meld Autumn Wind into his body.
This was the first time Autumn Wind heard Qiu Mowen refer to their relationship as "us." Pressed against his chest, she felt his body heat and caught a faint scent of perfume. In his breath, she detected a complex warmth of alcohol.
Autumn Wind knew that Qiu Mowen was drunk.
At the same time, she felt a tsunami of madness wash away all her reason and indifference. The usually calm Qiu Mowen began to recklessly unleash his frenzy. He started kissing Autumn Wind's forehead passionately, then moved downwards, like a sugar cube being licked, almost melting in an instant; he became increasingly fervent.
With the force of his actions, they fell onto the sofa. Under the influence of alcohol, Autumn Wind experienced their first intimate contact with the wildly overwhelmed Qiu Mowen.
In that moment, a flash of Liu Jian's face crossed Autumn Wind's mind, causing her entire back to stiffen instantly.
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