Chapter 58: Prosperous Era's Luxuriant Dreams

  Compared to Lu Yiheng's cold and clean home, this small apartment with only two rooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom is much more humanized. The interior is tidy and very clean, but most importantly, it doesn't feel monotonous or cold at all. Lu Yiheng looked around, feeling good for the first time he stepped in here, everywhere exuding warmth and comfort.

  She slightly closed her eyes, and between her nostrils, she seemed to smell a breath that belonged only to her.

  "Want a drink?" Nie Zhiyan stood in front of the refrigerator, looking at the tall and slender man. For a moment, her heart was filled with mixed emotions, she herself didn't know what kind of mood she was in, just that it was a bit chaotic, suddenly unsure of how to face him. As soon as she saw him, the painful memories from six years ago came rushing out like monsters, screaming.

  His face slightly pale, Nie Zhiyan struggled to suppress the chaotic memories in his heart, "There's only purified water and beer in the fridge, Lu Yiheng, what do you want to drink?"

  Lu Yiheng slowly looked over at her, his eyes surging with emotion, the meaning in that one glance was too deep, Nie Zhiyan actually felt a bit flustered, even tightening his grip on the refrigerator handle, as if someone had discovered some secret.

  As expected, Lu Yiheng walked up to her, and Nie Zhiyan became even more tense, standing in front of the refrigerator to block his figure, with a nervous gaze. "What do you want to drink? I'll get it for you."

  Lu Yiheng didn't say a word, the air pressure suddenly dropped. He pulled open Nie Zhiyan's hand that was unwilling to let go, opened the refrigerator door, and found the five-layer temperature control box only had purified water on the bottom layer, some food on the third layer, and the remaining three layers were all filled with beer, over twenty cans.

  Lu Yi-Heng's icy gaze fell on Nie Zhi-Yan, who lowered her head, her long hair almost covering her entire face, like a child caught doing something wrong, nervously waiting for an adult's punishment. Lu Yi-Heng's anger was all dispelled by her weak appearance, and all the questioning words that reached his lips turned into helplessness.

  "When did you start having the habit of stocking wine at home?"

  She carefully looked at him and saw that he didn't show any signs of getting angry, so she said in a low voice: "I haven't drunk much, I bought it for a long time, don't believe me you can check the date."

  Lu Yiheng really picked up a can, looked at the date, and indeed it had been produced for a long time. He said: "Later, pack up all the wine here and throw it away."

  She quickly nodded and then found a bag, putting all the wine into it. "I'll take it to Uncle downstairs, wait for me."

  The fridge was suddenly empty, and Lu Yiheng took out some ingredients from the fridge and walked into the kitchen.

  When Nai Zhiyun came back, she didn't see him in the living room and thought he had left. She smiled wryly to herself, thinking that although he hadn't scolded her, she must have disappointed him. The wine was what she had bought on the night they returned from the cemetery, perhaps people would do impulsive things after being stimulated. So she had bought three boxes in one breath, but actually didn't drink much, thinking she could handle a lot, unfortunately, she only drank two or three bottles before feeling drowsy.

  It hasn't been moved since then and has just been left there.

  Nie sat back heavily on the sofa, burying his head in his knees. Outside the window was a deep night sky with stars twinkling faintly, like small golden bright spots, as if they were witnessing a prosperous and bustling world, drunk and sleeping in the red dust, only they could watch others' joys and sorrows without being moved.