Chapter 45: She Seems to Have Forgotten Things from Junior High

Then, he slowly moved closer to her and hugged her from behind.

Bai Shuruo: "..."

This kind of hug was different from the one in the secret room that afternoon; at that time, he was afraid, so she didn't feel anything, just treating it as protecting him.

But this hug was different; there were only the two of them here, his arms were wrapped around her waist, his head was buried in the nape of her neck, and his breath sprayed behind her ear, making her feel goosebumps all over her body.

"Brother Han..." She didn't understand what this hug meant.

She struggled slightly to break free, but she couldn't.

He said: "I'm scared, you just frightened me, you have to be responsible."

Did she?

But Bai Shuruo didn't dare to push him away again; she would just treat it as him being injured and needing comfort.

She even subconsciously patted his back.

He leaned on her shoulder and said: "I was frightened when I was a child, so I'm afraid of those things."

"Mm, no need to be afraid, I'm here." She continued to pat his back.

She didn't know how long they had been hugging, but Bai Shuruo felt her waist aching, and because he was holding her, she didn't dare to move at all.

He also realized she was tired and changed his posture to continue the hug.

She was puzzled; it was just fear, did it really need such long comfort?

Brother Han, was he really not taking advantage of her?

Just as she was wondering, he finally let her go, his whole face looking satisfied.

"Ruoruo, I'm thirsty, I want to drink juice, could you go juice some for me?"

"Alright." Since he had been frightened, she would go.

She could take care of him today.

Monday, at the company.

While eating lunch, Xiang Feifei suddenly whispered to Bai Shuruo: "Shuruo, at the table next to us, there's a man who has been staring at you."

"Is that so?" Bai Shuruo couldn't help but turn her head to look.

Sure enough, there was a man staring at her, about her age; Bai Shuruo felt like she had seen him in the Production Department, but she didn't remember his name.

Seeing Bai Shuruo look over, the man simply carried his tray over and sat down next to her.

Worried that he was a pick-up artist, Xiang Feifei took the lead and said to the man: "Our Shuruo is already married."

The man was stunned for a moment, then said: "I'm not here to ask for a phone number, I'm her junior high school classmate."

Junior high school classmate?

Bai Shuruo looked the man up and down, but had no impression of him.

The man hurriedly explained: "I'm Song Wen, I used to sit in the row in front of you, do you really not remember me?"

Bai Shuruo thought for a moment, then shook her head.

Song Wen asked puzzledly: "How can someone be so forgetful? Was I too inconspicuous? But I was clearly the school heartthrob back then."

That afternoon, Bai Shuruo was a bit out of it at work.

She suddenly realized that she seemed very vague about people and events from junior high; Song Wen said he used to sit in the row in front of her, they had discussed math problems together, and had done cleaning duty together.

She felt like there might have been such a thing, yet it also felt like there wasn't.

At that time, her father had gone bankrupt and was critically ill; every day she prayed for her father to wake up sooner, and afterwards, she never wanted to recall those years, so she had faded the memories of the people and events from that time; she couldn't even remember who her homeroom teacher was, only having a vague shadow.

Bai Shuruo was dazed for a long while, and after coming to, she suddenly smiled.

Junior high was a long time ago, so what if she couldn't remember it?

No overtime today, Bai Shuruo got off work on time at six.

It had cooled down and rained in the morning, and the temperature today was only 10 degrees, which was considered quite cold for the south.

She wrapped her coat tighter and opened her umbrella to head out, and not long after, she saw Wang Xuekai again.

He bought two cups of coffee at the cafe across from the company, didn't use an umbrella, and after buying them, he ducked into that red Mercedes; through the car window, one could vaguely see him handing one cup of coffee to the female manager, then the female manager kissed him, and he kissed the female manager back; the two looked quite affectionate.

Their affair had recently spread throughout the company; everyone said the female manager was very good to him, not only making him a permanent employee early but also letting him be in charge of very important clients.

Whether it was true love or not, she didn't know, but both parties were very happy.

Bai Shuruo took her umbrella to the subway station and took the subway home.

When she arrived home, she was shivering from the cold, and upon opening the door, she was surprised to see a pair of pink fuzzy slippers placed in the entryway.

She used to wear regular slippers and hadn't bought fuzzy ones, so it seemed Han Yangting had prepared them again.

Her heart warmed again.

In the living room, she unexpectedly saw Han Yangting watching a movie.

Usually, when she watched movies, he would complain they were childish and wouldn't watch with her, but today he was watching by himself at home.

The central air conditioning in the house was blowing warm air, and the whole home was toasty; Bai Shuruo sat down next to him.

"No overtime tonight?" he asked.

"It's too cold, and there's little work, so no overtime." Bai Shuruo asked again: "What movie is Brother Han watching?"

"Love Letter."

On the large-screen TV, the scene of Kashiwabara Takashi standing behind the curtain reading a book appeared just then.

The white curtain slowly brushed across his face; the audience hoped this youth would look up at the world, yet also hoped the breeze would not disturb the handsome youth reading his book.

Bai Shuruo suddenly remembered that Han Yangting's WeChat profile picture was a movie poster, and that movie happened to be "Love Letter."

Bai Shuruo is a science and engineering girl who usually doesn't care much for art-house films, but since Han Yangting likes watching them, she watches along with him.

However, this movie had been released for a long time, it was a foreign film, and she hadn't seen the beginning, so after watching for a while, Bai Shuruo let out a yawn.

Han Yangting watched for a while and asked, "Do you feel like the female lead in this movie is a lot like you?"

There was no answer.

He turned his head to look and saw that Bai Shuruo had already fallen asleep leaning against the sofa.

That is how corporate slaves are; they can fall asleep at any time.

He sighed slightly, and worried that she would be cold sleeping on the sofa, he bent down and picked her up.

Asleep, Bai Shuruo vaguely felt a pair of hands pick her up by the waist.

This feeling was exactly like being held in her father's arms when she was a child; it was very warm.

She couldn't help but move closer to him, then buried her head in his chest and murmured, "Dad, cold..."

Han Yangting: "..."

When Bai Shuruo woke up, the sky was already bright; she was lying on the bed, covered by a pink quilt with a pattern of SpongeBob SquarePants printed on the sheet.

She was puzzled.

When did she fall asleep? And how did she end up lying on the bed?

After thinking for a good while, she suddenly realized that Han Yangting must have carried her in last night.

She sat there blankly for a while; the number of times the two of them had physical contact recently was a bit high.

She planned to bring up the matter of divorce once her work was stable, and at that time she would go out and rent a place; she could not continue to rely on him.

However, she also had to seek his opinion; if he wanted to continue this marriage, she had no objections, as she had no plans to remarry in this lifetime anyway.