Chapter 10: Flustered
It wasn't until a while later that she came back to her senses under his gaze, "......what are you looking at me like that for?"
"There's something on your face."
"Huh? He hastily grabbed a piece of paper and wiped it with his hand, but no matter how many times he wiped, nothing came out. She looked at him in confusion."
Lu Yiheng had returned to normal, but suddenly leaned forward, then he stretched out his hand, and the slightly rough fingertips lightly slid over her eyebrows. Nie Zhiyan seemed to be able to feel the temperature of his fingertips, and her small face suddenly flushed red.
His breath is within inches of mine.
All she brought was panic.
Lu Yiheng took a while to calm down before sitting back down calmly.
"What is it?" he asked in a low voice.
He paused for a moment, looking somewhat embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "Nothing, I made a mistake, it's just a red mole."
Birthmark? Nīe's words made her pause for a moment, and indeed, there was a small red birthmark at the tip of her eyebrow, which Lù Yǐhéng had even studied specially during high school.
He said: "Yanyan, there is actually a red mole at the end of your eyebrow!"
He said: "Silly, that mole doesn't match your face!"
It's really mismatched. Her face is slightly delicate, but this mole has added a few more seductive flavors to her delicate face.
He said: "Yanyan, that mole of yours makes people think..."
What he was thinking, Nie Zhiyan didn't know, and he didn't say it out loud either. She just stared at him because his smile looked very bad.
Seven years have passed and he has forgotten, but she still remembers his smile from back then.
At that time, the sunny boy had already faded away in the torrent of time.
And all of this has nothing to do with her.
A sudden surge of negative emotions overwhelmed Nze's blushing and heart-pounding, she suddenly stood up, her face was faintly pale.
"Lu lawyer," she said in a light tone, politely saying: "Thank you, I still have things to do, I'll leave first."
She walked very quickly, her clothes fluttering in the wind. Perhaps it was a bit too windy, blowing uncomfortably at her eyes. She stopped outside the restaurant, slightly tilting her head back, waiting for the grittiness to completely dissipate from her eyes before hastily getting into a taxi.
She never looked back from start to finish, so she couldn't see the figure she had left behind, how stiff.
The phone on the wooden dining table suddenly rang out of place.
"You know him, why say you don't? Help me get in touch with him. If I can interview him, my article will be on the front page."
“……”
"Is that you speaking, Nai? Are you there?"
"I am Lu Yiheng." His voice was devoid of any emotion.
The person on the other side paused for a moment before reacting, saying: "Oh, Lawyer Lu, hello."
"Sorry, I don't accept any interviews, it's useless whoever you ask."
Lu Yiheng drove back to the office, distracted all the way. At the intersection, he almost ran a red light. Today, he was supposed to have an important case to discuss with the plaintiff, but he postponed it at the last minute and apologized to the other party in a humble tone, just because she was there.
Seven years ago, she went alone to Guangzhou without telling anyone.
Seven years later, she came back, and he became "unfamiliar" in her mouth.
Don't know, really don't know.
Nie Zhiyan got off the taxi and wandered aimlessly on the streets, not returning to his apartment until evening. As soon as he entered the door, he suddenly remembered that he had left his mobile phone at the restaurant. He went to a public telephone booth to call Duan Jiayan for Lu Yiheng's phone number. Looking at the thin paper with the continuous digits, Nie Zhiyan felt a mix of emotions in his heart.
She really didn't want to have anything to do with Lu Yiheng, but those photos on her phone...
He closed his eyes and finally pressed the number, the phone rang for a long time, so long that Nie Zhiyan was about to give up when the other party slowly picked it up.
