Free Web NovelChapter 997: Xiao Chong Extra Story 45_3
"Damn, that was incredible! Play another piece!"
"Ahhh! I was so mesmerized I forgot to record it!"
"Such music should only exist in heaven! How many times can one hear it on earth!" murmured a cultured person secretly.
"Set sail." Xiao Chong stood up, pulling Lin Wanwan into the cabin, hiding them from all eyes.
The stunned boatman finally snapped out of the trance induced by the music, startled by his own reaction.
He never imagined that at his age, a rugged old-timer like him would be so entranced by an Ancient Zither piece; hastily, he resumed rowing, steering the boat away from the riverbank.
Worried that if he delayed another second, someone enchanted by the music might jump into the river and swim over.
That night, people chased the small boat along the river, leading to them drifting until late when the crowds dispersed and it was quiet, finally docking in the dead of night.
By the time they got home, Lin’s grandfather was already asleep.
Lin Wanwan tiptoed into the house, but Lin’s grandfather, with his door ajar, heard the sounds.
"Wanwan, you’re back?"
"Yes, Grandpa, you continue sleeping, I’m going upstairs."
"Okay, you get some rest early too." Lin’s grandfather just asked a question and quickly returned to his slumber.
Worried for his granddaughter, any slight sound startled him awake, but knowing she’d come home now, he could rest easy.
Lin Wanwan went upstairs, quickly removed her makeup, washed up, changed into her pajamas, and opened the window, across which Xiao Chong’s figure appeared shortly.
Droplets still clung to his hair, clearly having just showered.
"Wanwan, it’s late, good night."
Lin Wanwan nodded, "Mm, good night."
They silently gazed at each other for a moment more before Lin Wanwan closed the window and went to bed.
The curtains had been replaced with ordinary blue ones; the painting done by Xiao Chong was now hung inside her room as decoration, no longer left to be bleached by the sun.
This Yuan Xiao Festival truly etched in Lin Wanwan’s memory forever.
In an era increasingly devoid of festive atmosphere, she could enjoy such a complete Yuan Xiao Festival, feeling so happy.
Laying on her pillow, her mind was filled with images of Xiao Chong in his elegant attire, causing her lips to perk up involuntarily.
Unable to sleep after a while, she illuminated her phone, admiring the floral designs drawn on her fingertips, her heart brimming with delight.
After a short while, Lin Wanwan cuddled a big white rabbit candy pillow, rolling over with nowhere to express her joy, unable to sleep!
A moment later, still wide awake, Lin Wanwan sent Xiao Chong a WeChat message: "Are you asleep?"
Xiao Chong: "I can’t sleep thinking about you."
Reading these words, Lin Wanwan blushed as if he had whispered them directly in her ear.
After a pause, she replied, "Me too."
Xiao Chong: "Can I come over to see you?"
Startled by his bold idea, Lin Wanwan said, "No, Grandpa will find out."
Xiao Chong: "With my skills, I can do it silently, I promise."
Still hesitating, Xiao Chong’s WeChat followed up again, "If you don’t reply, I’ll take it as your consent."
Lin Wanwan: "..."
A few seconds later, Lin Wanwan heard movement at the window, startling and embarrassing her as she got up, swiftly opened the window, gripping Xiao Chong’s arm tightly, bitting her lip and whispering, "You’re crazy."
It’s the second floor! What if you fall!
Xiao Chong, light as a feather, leaped into the room, embracing Lin Wanwan, "Perhaps I am a little crazy."
"Lock... lock the door." Lin Wanwan’s room door was usually unlocked, but now...
Xiao Chong obediently locked the door and then embraced Lin Wanwan, lost in tenderness.
In the night, Xiao Chong gently and densely kissed Lin Wanwan’s face, leaving no spot untouched, finally settling on the most tempting lips, with increasing depth.
Their heartbeats were loud enough to be heard clearly under the moonlight; tonight they were even more intense than at their home in Beijing.
Lin Wanwan clearly felt Xiao Chong’s impulsiveness, yet she dared not let him have his way lest he woke grandpa downstairs.
Luckily, Xiao Chong wasn’t foolish to that extent, being more firm on boundaries than Lin Wanwan.
Ultimately, Xiao Chong merely held Lin Wanwan tightly as they slept together in each other’s arms.
At dawn, Xiao Chong woke up, about to sneak away, but Lin Wanwan held him back.
During the day, Grandpa would be off to work, she could just feign being a sleepyhead.
To watch Xiao Chong climb out of the second-floor window with open eyes, she couldn’t bear it, even if grandpa discovered and scolded her.
Grandpa, even if angry, wouldn’t remain upset for long.
After all, they were openly engaged to be married, destined for wedlock. Even if unforeseen changes occurred preventing marriage, she’d never regret having been this intimate.
