406: Chapter 406 I Like — Watching You 406: Chapter 406 I Like — Watching You Liu Shanshan also hugged herself tightly.
Although she tried to maintain her composure, not letting her mind wander to terrifying thoughts, she couldn’t help but feel some fear inside.
The evening breeze was gentle, and as the reservoir was an inlet for the wind, it felt particularly strong.
Coupled with the lake water, the wind was also particularly cool.
Earlier, during the bonfire party, she hadn’t felt cold, but now Liu Shanshan felt a bit chilly.
Paired with the fear in her heart, she felt even colder as a trace of cold sweat appeared on her palms.
Liu Shanshan curled up tightly on the spot, her eyes warily scanning her surroundings, as if afraid something might suddenly leap out at her.
She wanted to run back quickly, but it was so dark that she could hardly see the path clearly.
Moreover, her sense of direction was not strong, and having come here once during the day, she couldn’t really recognize the way.
She looked around but was still uncertain which direction would lead her back.
“Chirp!”
Suddenly, a sharp noise rang out, and something dark darted out.
Liu Shanshan was startled, almost instinctively running away when her foot was caught by something, and she let out a cry as she fell forward.
She faintly heard a ‘crack’ from her foot and immediately felt an intense pain in her ankle.
She knew she had twisted her foot.
Liu Shanshan clutched her ankle tightly, the pain almost bringing tears to her eyes.
When a woman feels helpless, she tends to think a lot and feels exceptionally aggrieved.
In that moment, Liu Shanshan’s mind was filled with images of Tangyu.
She wished so dearly that Tangyu could appear by her side.
Then, even if her foot hurt so much that she couldn’t walk, she would still be happy.
“Am I being silly?” Liu Shanshan gave a self-deprecating chuckle as she shook her head.
“Shanshan, what happened to you?” A figure swept over like the wind, reaching her side before Liu Shanshan could react.
That familiar silhouette, that familiar presence, that familiar feeling, even in the pitch darkness, Liu Shanshan knew it was him—Tangyu had really appeared.
At this moment, all of Liu Shanshan’s grievances turned into touched emotions, and she could no longer control her tears, which streamed out, sparkling and shining.
A weeping woman is compellingly pitiable and lovable.
Seeing her like that made Tangyu’s heart ache.
He squatted down and asked with concern, “What’s wrong, Shanshan?
Don’t cry.
It’s my fault, I didn’t take good care of you.”
On hearing this, Liu Shanshan was even more touched, to the point of confusion: “It’s not your fault.
I was just careless and twisted my ankle.
It hurts.” Liu Shanshan quickly wiped away her tears, using the pain to mask her crying.
“Let me have a look.” Tangyu said with concern, moving to examine Liu Shanshan’s injured foot, but she immediately stopped him: “No, it’s better if you just help me back.
It’s dark here, and you can’t see clearly.”
“It’s okay, I can see clearly.
Let me massage it for you,—it’ll be better soon,” Tangyu said.
In her heart, Liu Shanshan wanted to say, “Fool, don’t you know I want you to carry me back?”
Tangyu’s eyesight was excellent, and with the moon full and bright, he could see clearly.
He gently massaged Liu Shanshan’s twisted ankle, and soon the swelling was completely gone, and she felt much better.
Her gaze settled calmly on Tangyu; when a man is serious, he really does look particularly handsome and charming.
Liu Shanshan had that feeling at that moment.
Even after Tangyu let go of her foot and looked up, she was still staring at him, lost in thought.
Their eyes met, communicating emotions without words.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Tangyu asked first.
Liu Shanshan then snapped back to reality, her cheeks showing a hint of invisible shyness as she looked away: “I like—watching you.” In fact, she wanted to say ‘I like you,’ but she found she couldn’t utter the words.
Tangyu laughed: “Am I really that good-looking that you like watching me?
Then I’ll let you look a little longer.”
Liu Shanshan smiled, feeling as sweet as if she had tasted honey, a sweetness so intense it was almost cloying.
Beauty lies in the lover’s eyes – when one person falls for another, no matter what they look like, they should seem attractive to the lover, forever endearing and never tiring.
“Don’t sit on the ground anymore.
Your foot is fine now; get up,” Tangyu said.
Liu Shanshan nodded, and seeing Tangyu reaching out his hand, she hesitated only a moment before taking it.
This was her first time holding hands with Tangyu; although it was under such circumstances, she could still feel the warmth from his broad, solid palm.
It was comforting, familiar, and wonderful, and she didn’t want to let go.
Whether intentionally or not, Liu Shanshan held onto Tangyu’s hand tightly.
Tangyu didn’t pull away and let her be.
So they walked hand in hand, seeming like a couple in love.
“Shanshan, how did you end up here alone?
If you wanted to go for a walk, you should have told me.
It’s dangerous for you to come out here alone.
There are many wild animals in these mountains, as well as many poisonous creatures,” Tangyu said with concern.
He had always felt a subtle affection for Liu Shanshan, similar to what he felt for Lin Feifei.
It’s just that he didn’t know how to deal with this feeling.
After all, he was already Lin Feifei’s boyfriend.
But when they were alone together, Tangyu fully revealed his tender side.
Just now, he even had an impulse to embrace Liu Shanshan; he simply couldn’t bear to see her suffer.
“I just felt a bit stuffy—wanted to walk around and get some fresh air, then—I got lost.
I wandered off and somehow ended up here.
I’ve never had a good sense of direction,” Liu Shanshan explained.
Tangyu certainly knew it couldn’t be that simple; if they hadn’t gone far, it was impossible to get lost.
After all, Wan Shan Village was not small, and it was brightly lit at night.
Moreover, with the lively atmosphere just now, they could have recognized the direction by the sound, but now was not the time to ask about that.
“Let’s go back,” Tangyu said.
Liu Shanshan hesitated for a moment before saying, “Tangyu, it’s so cool here.
I’d like to enjoy the breeze a bit longer.
Could you stay with me for a while?”
Tangyu glanced at Liu Shanshan before nodding and saying, “Alright, we’ll stay for a while, but we can’t stay too long.
Otherwise, they’ll start to worry.”
“Okay, just ten minutes,” Liu Shanshan said, a surge of joy in her heart.
Spending ten minutes alone with Tangyu made her extremely happy.
Such opportunities were rare, so she cherished them.
The two walked hand in hand along the reservoir, and Tangyu also enjoyed this feeling.
In fact, he wanted to hold Liu Shanshan’s hand like this too but didn’t want to be too forward for fear he couldn’t control the situation.
But now, with Liu Shanshan taking the initiative to hold his hand, Tangyu naturally wouldn’t refuse.
At this moment, Tangyu really felt like breaking through that barrier with Liu Shanshan, regardless of everything—and deal with other issues later.
He liked Lin Feifei, he liked Liu Shanshan, just as he liked Fang Min, Song Qingyu, Mo Xiaoqing… Letting go of these women was something Tangyu knew he couldn’t do.
He wasn’t afraid of what others might say; he was only worried that they wouldn’t get along well with one another.
For Liu Shanshan, ten minutes was both fleeting and elongated.
Fleeting in sensation, yet prolonged in memory.
Today, she had made further contact with Tangyu as she had wished.
Holding hands gave her the feeling of being in love.
How she wished they could shatter that layer of gauze between them.
She wanted to gather her courage, but she couldn’t bring herself to speak, as if words choked in her throat like bones, unable to be expressed.
Loving someone can also bring pain.
“Okay, let’s go back.
I’m a bit tired, and my feet hurt from walking,” Liu Shanshan said looking at Tangyu.
Tangyu laughed, “I’ll carry you on my back.”
Liu Shanshan smiled too, “Okay, then thank you.” In truth, she had been waiting for these words.
Tangyu squatted down and hoisted Liu Shanshan onto his back.
She wasn’t heavy, probably around ninety pounds, which was not much for Tangyu to bear.
Carrying Liu Shanshan, feeling the warmth emanating from her body, and the way her soft chests pressed and bounced against his back like gentle drums playing to waves—along with the silky softness of her thighs in his hands—all stirred Tangyu’s heart, a sight too lovely for words.
Liu Shanshan clasped her hands around Tangyu’s neck, pressing her body tight against him, enjoying the warmth.
A happy smile spread across her face, and her heart felt more at ease.
At this moment, she even firmed up a thought, that even if Tangyu had seven or eight wives like Wei Xiaobao, she would be willing to be one of them.
Being with Tangyu was all that mattered; everything else was inconsequential.
She’d rather be a foolishly naïve woman.
She wasn’t noble; she just knew that only then would she have a chance to be with Tangyu.
Sometimes, it’s necessary to let go.
There’s a saying that love can reduce a woman’s IQ to zero.
Liu Shanshan didn’t understand this before, but now she strongly agreed.
She felt silly, yet she would still plunge forward without regrets, firm in her belief.
She didn’t regret it because she had already fallen deeply in love.
The distance from Wan Shan Reservoir to Wan Shan Village wasn’t far, but Tangyu walked slowly, so it took them nearly half an hour to reach the village.
Looking at the village before her, Liu Shanshan felt a touch of sadness; how she wished the road could be longer, much longer.
She wanted to savor this moment on Tangyu’s back, feeling the warmth of this man.
Knowing such chances were rare, she wanted to cherish the present.
“Tangyu, you can put me down now,” Liu Shanshan said.
“It’s fine, I’ll carry you back,” Tangyu said, not caring about the stares and opinions of others.
“Aiyo, there indeed is an affair!
It’s all over, Feifei sis,” a voice suddenly exclaimed, unmistakably Zhao Yaya’s.
Zhao Yaya leaped out, startling Liu Shanshan who turned red at the mention of ‘affair’ and awkwardly struggled to get down from Tangyu’s back.
This time Tangyu didn’t insist and let Liu Shanshan down.
At that moment, Lin Feifei, Guo Momo, Fang Min, and Deng Li appeared, having been waiting at the entrance of the village for Tangyu and Liu Shanshan to return.
Guo Momo and Fang Min’s gazes fell on Tangyu, their intimate actions indeed a tantalizing mystery.
Deng Li simply had a silly grin on his face.
“Don’t misunderstand, actually—” Liu Shanshan didn’t know how to explain and felt very embarrassed.
Lin Feifei walked over, took Liu Shanshan’s hand, and said, “Shanshan, Yaya is just joking with you, don’t mind her.
Let’s go back.”
Seeing Lin Feifei defuse the situation, Liu Shanshan felt a warmth in her heart.