Chapter 45 Seaview Corridor
Chapter 45 Seaview Corridor
When the school bell rang in the afternoon, Song Huan let out a long sigh of relief.
The day is finally over.
He packed his things and stood up.
Lin Yue was sitting in the back, writing something in her notebook. When she heard the noise, she looked up and glanced at him.
"I'm leaving now," Song Huan said.
Lin Yue nodded, glanced at Xiao Yunqing again, pursed her lips, and remained silent.
Xiao Yunqing had already put on her schoolbag and was standing in the aisle, her ponytail tied high, with a "hurry up, hurry up" expression on her face.
The two walked out of the classroom.
The corridor was crowded with people. Xiao Yunqing walked in front, and Song Huan followed behind.
After taking a few steps, Xiao Yunqing suddenly spoke.
"You were really nice to Lin Yue today."
Song Huan paused for a moment, then subconsciously said, "It's alright."
"Not bad?" Xiao Yunqing turned around, glanced at him, then turned back. "She was standing up for her in fights, slamming her fist on the table and yelling at people. The whole class was terrified. Is that what you call not bad?"
Song Huan could hear the sourness in that tone, like an unripe orange.
He chuckled. "What if you were bullied? Would I help you then?"
Xiao Yunqing paused for a moment, then continued walking without saying a word.
But Song Huan heard her inner thoughts.
That's different.
[Of course you have to help me if I'm being bullied.]
But she's not me...
Song Huan didn't respond.
He couldn't very well say that Lin Yue was his girlfriend in his past life.
What happened in the past life is long gone in this one.
But he couldn't just stand by and watch her being bullied.
As Xiao Yunqing approached the school gate, she suddenly stopped.
"Song Huan".
"Um?"
"Shall we go see the sea tonight?"
Song Huan was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, Xiao Yunqing had already reached out and covered his mouth.
"Don't refuse." She looked at him, her eyes bright. "You have to listen to me today. Go out and feel the sea breeze, relax a bit."
Her hands were soft and warm.
Looking at her like that, Song Huan felt a surge of warmth in her heart.
Although this girl is arrogant and sharp-tongued, her feelings for me are genuine.
"Okay." He nodded.
Xiao Yunqing's eyes lit up instantly.
"Then I'll go home, shower, change, and eat dinner before coming back to find you!"
Song Huan laughed, "So troublesome?"
Xiao Yunqing pouted, "I definitely have to dress nicely when I go out!"
"Okay, okay, hurry up."
Xiao Yunqing responded and turned to run. Her ponytail swung, bobbing in the setting sun.
Song Huan stood at the school gate, watching her figure disappear around the street corner, smiled, and walked back with her hands in her pockets.
8 PM, at the bus stop.
The streetlights were on, casting a dim yellow light on the platform.
There weren't many people on the street, and occasionally a few cars would drive by, stirring up a gust of wind.
Song Huan stood under the bus stop sign, changed into clean clothes, and dried her hair with water. She looked fairly energetic.
He waited for a few minutes, and then a voice came from afar.
"Song Huan!"
He raised his head.
Xiao Yunqing ran over from across the street, wearing a yellow dress with the hem swaying around her calves, revealing a section of her white ankles.
Her hair was down, draped over her shoulders, and shone brightly under the streetlights.
She ran up to him, stopped, and was slightly out of breath.
Song Huan looked at her without saying anything.
Xiao Yunqing noticed his gaze and blushed. But instead of looking away, she turned around in front of him.
Her skirt billowed up like a flower.
"Does it look good?" She blinked.
Song Huan nodded. "It looks good."
Xiao Yunqing chuckled, then crossed her arms and deliberately put on a stern face.
"Am I prettier, or is Lin Yue prettier?"
Song Huan: "..."
He opened his mouth, his mind racing.
Anyone who says Lin Yue is pretty is definitely in for a world of trouble tonight.
Song Huan couldn't bring herself to say that Xiao Yunqing was beautiful.
Saying it is good is the same as saying nothing.
He stood there, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Seeing his embarrassed look, Xiao Yunqing snorted and kicked him.
It's not heavy, but it's quite loud.
Song Huan breathed a sigh of relief.
The fact that she kicked him shows that she wasn't really angry and had deliberately moved on from the topic.
"The car is here." He pointed into the distance.
The bus slowly pulled up, its headlights illuminating the platform.
The two got into the car.
There weren't many people on the bus, but there were only a few empty seats, with people sitting scattered around.
The last row of seats by the window was empty, so Xiao Yunqing went over and sat down, with Song Huan sitting next to her.
The car started moving.
The lights outside the window receded one by one, illuminating the carriage in a dim and intermittent manner.
Song Huan noticed that most of the people sitting on the bus were young men and women. Some were talking together, some were wearing headphones and looking out the window, and there was a couple sitting in the front row, with the girl leaning on the boy's shoulder and the boy looking down at his phone.
They were all going for a walk on the beach.
The carriage was filled with an indescribable atmosphere, soft and languid.
Xiao Yunqing sat next to him, shoulder to shoulder.
The bus swayed, and the two men's shoulders bumped together; then it swayed again, and they bumped together again.
Song Huan felt that her shoulder was soft and warm.
He turned his head and glanced at her.
Xiao Yunqing stared out the window, not looking at him.
But she blushed, her face turning red from her cheeks to the tips of her ears.
The person who is usually chattering away is now as quiet as a cat.
Song Huan didn't say anything, and turned back to look out the window.
[So close...]
Will he hear my heartbeat?
[Probably not...]
[Jumping so fast, how embarrassing...]
Song Huan suppressed a laugh and pretended to admire the scenery.
The bus swayed along, the lights inside the carriage flickering on and off.
Neither of them spoke, but their shoulders remained touching, and neither of them moved away.
"Ding. We've arrived at the Seaview Promenade."
The car door opened, and a sea breeze rushed in, carrying a salty, damp, and cool feeling.
The two got off the car.
The view suddenly opened up.
The sea was dark and gloomy, with the lights of a few ships blinking in the distance.
The promenade stretches along the coastline, with streetlights lined up like a string of beads.
Xiao Yunqing took a deep breath and smiled.
"So comfortable."
Song Huan stood beside her, the sea breeze blowing away all the day's worries.
The two walked slowly along the corridor.
To the left is the sea, a dark blue color, with waves crashing against the embankment.
To the right is a green belt planted with coconut trees and unidentified flowers, which are shrouded in shadow by the streetlights.
Xiao Yunqing walked ahead, her steps very slow.
Her skirt was blown up by the wind, and she quickly pressed it down with her hand, glancing back at Song Huan.
"Hurry up."
Song Huan quickened her pace and walked to her side.
The two walked side by side, their shadows stretched long by the streetlights and overlapped.
Xiao Yunqing walked for a while, then suddenly spoke.
Don't take today's events to heart.
Song Huan was stunned for a moment.
Xiao Yunqing looked at the sea, not at him.
"I feel that Wang Lei is petty and holds grudges. If you offend him, he will definitely cause trouble again."
She paused.
"But don't worry, I won't let him bully you."
Song Huan looked at her; the sea breeze ruffled her hair, revealing the soft lines of her profile.
"You're going to protect me?" He smiled.
Xiao Yunqing glared at him. "What's wrong? Is it not allowed? Don't forget my dad's a policeman!"
"Alright, alright, I'm really outmatched by you kids of officials."
Xiao Yunqing snorted and continued walking forward.
After walking for a while, she spoke again.
"That Lin Yue..."
Song Huan pricked up her ears.
Xiao Yunqing was silent for a few seconds, then said, "She's just unlucky to have gotten into this mess."
Song Huan didn't say anything.
In fact, Song Huan didn't know much about Lin Yue's family.
In her past life, when they were dating, Lin Yue never mentioned her family.
From that time on, Song Huan guessed that her obsessive personality might be related to her family of origin.
It seems pretty much true now.
Xiao Yunqing added, "Although I'm not familiar with her, I still feel uncomfortable seeing her being talked about like that."
She stopped and looked at the sea.
"Tell me, what does this have to do with a child? What her mother did wasn't her doing. Why are those people criticizing her?"
The sea breeze made her voice sound a little shaky.
Song Huan stood beside her, looking at her profile illuminated by the streetlights, and said, "What you said is the same as what you said when you hit Wang Lei earlier."
Xiao Yunqing was stunned for a moment.
"What did I say?"
"Tell me, what does this have to do with children?"
Xiao Yunqing thought about it and realized that she did indeed say that.
She pursed her lips. "I'm just stating the facts."
Song Huan smiled. "It's true, that's why you helped her today."
Xiao Yunqing didn't speak. After a while, she whispered, "I'm not helping her. I just can't stand Wang Lei. He's so foul-mouthed."
Song Huan nodded. "Yes, you can't stand it."
Xiao Yunqing heard the amusement in his tone and turned to glare at him.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I didn't laugh."
"You're laughing!"
Song Huan tried to suppress it, but the corners of her mouth were still turned up.
Xiao Yunqing kicked him again in anger.
Song Huan dodged, ran two steps forward, and looked back at her.
The moonlight shone on her, her yellow skirt billowed in the wind, and her hair fluttered beside her face.
She stood under the streetlight, her whole body glowing.
Looking at her, Song Huan suddenly felt a sense of peace.
That kind of quiet isn't the kind where you can't hear your own thoughts; it's the kind of quiet where you don't have to think about anything or worry about anything.
Xiao Yunqing caught up and walked beside him.
The two continued walking forward.
The sea breeze is still blowing, and the waves are still crashing.
After walking for a long time, Xiao Yunqing suddenly spoke.
"Song Huan".
"Um?"
"If anything happens in the future, tell me. Don't try to handle it all by yourself."
Song Huan looked at her.
She looked at the sea and didn't turn around.
"I was terrified when you talked back to Zhang Mo today. I was afraid he would punish you again."
Her voice was very soft, and most of it was carried away by the wind.
"I know you want to help Lin Yue, but you should also think about yourself."
Song Huan stood there, looking at her.
The sea breeze blew, brushing her hair against her face. She reached out and gently brushed it away.
"I understand," he said.
Xiao Yunqing nodded and continued walking forward.
After taking a few steps, he turned back.
"Are you hungry? There's a barbecue stand up ahead."
Song Huan laughed. "You're treating?"
Xiao Yunqing glared at him, "You pay. You have five thousand yuan."
"It hasn't been sent yet."
"It's only a matter of time."
After she finished speaking, she quickened her pace and walked forward.
Song Huan followed behind, watching her back.
The yellow skirt swayed in the wind, and her hair fluttered up and down.
He suddenly remembered his past life.
By then he was over 30, had accomplished nothing, and Lin Yue had long since broken up with him.
Here, a man sits on the veranda, smoking.
The sea breeze dispersed the smoke. He stubbed out his cigarette on the railing and left.
At that time, I didn't think the sea was anything special.
Things are different now.
The sea is still the same sea, and the wind is still the same wind.
But when there's another person next to you, everything changes.
"Hurry up!" Xiao Yunqing shouted from the front.
Song Huan smiled and quickened her pace to catch up.
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