The owner of that clothing is Leng Yan.
She secretly lifted a corner to look at him, because when he threw the clothes to her, he was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt underneath. Fortunately, it had a hood, so his head was protected, but his arms did not escape unscathed, with several stings.
When the danger was over, she could finally see him clearly.
His hair was dark and straight, and his well-defined features were like they were carved by a knife, yet they carried a hint of melancholy.
His tall stature forced her to look up; his eyes with double eyelids were as enchanting and captivating as the peach blossoms blooming in the mountains.
Along with his kind gesture earlier, Wen Nuan’s heart was completely captured at that moment.
She always had some medicine in her bag, so after thanking him, she quickly took it out for him, but because she was too focused on looking at him, she accidentally twisted her foot again.
"I’m Nuannuan, what about you?"
On their way back, she lay on his back, feeling bubbles of sweetness in her heart. Such a handsome young man, like someone stepping out of a comic book. And so kind too, she liked him.
"No comment!" he murmured softly.
"It’s just a name, come on and tell me." Swinging her legs, she didn’t care about his rudeness. He was her savior, after all; even if he scolded her, it didn’t matter.
"Little girl, you talk a lot!"
He frowned and turned back to give her a sidelong glance, looking quite displeased.
"Smile, why the long face? You must look really nice when you smile... Oh no, you already look good now, and you’ll look even more handsome if you smile..."
Back then, she was really young. She didn’t realize that such words would make others say she’s infatuated, and she kept rambling on: "Do you have anything difficult? You can ask me for help. You have to believe that any trouble can be overcome. There’s a saying, without storms, you can’t see rainbows, so..."
"Shut up, girl, or I’ll throw you down!"
He seemed really at his wit’s end, but in the end, he didn’t throw her down.
At this moment, recalling her shameless look back then, Wen Nuan couldn’t help but curl her lips, and two crimson patches appeared on her pretty face.
"I didn’t expect it to be you."
Leng Yan glanced down slightly at the crystal bear in his hand under the light, his voice soft and ethereal: "I didn’t pay attention to your appearance at that time, so I didn’t remember."
Therefore, when they met on the second day of their marriage, he really thought Wen Nuan was just a lovestruck woman, and even used it to embarrass her. Little did he know, it was he who misunderstood her; they had had an encounter three years ago.
Back then, Ji Wei had just left, and he was feeling extremely agitated. On the weekend, he had gone to the mountains alone, wanting to shout and vent. As he walked in, he happened to see her being chased by wasps and was at a loss. Without much thought, he took off his clothes to cover her. Unexpectedly, he got stung several times and had to carry her on his back the whole way, enduring her incessant chatter.
"Without storms, how can you see rainbows?" Listening to these words from the mouth of a seemingly carefree little girl, he really found it amusing. However, he couldn’t deny that whenever he saw this phrase later, a sweet and soft voice would float in his mind, inexplicably lifting his mood quite a bit.
"Three years ago, I only knew my father’s surname was Leng but didn’t know he was Leng Siyan. Mom hid this well. She said my father had passed away..."
For the first time, Leng Yan revealed things about the Leng family to her, and as he spoke of this, a hint of self-mockery appeared in his eyes.
He trusted Li Qiu’s words deeply, so when Leng Siyan sent someone to find him and his mother, he was too shocked to speak and directly chased the person away, calling it nonsense.
"We never used a penny from him; no one knew I was the Leng Family’s Second Young Master. Until the eldest brother’s mother passed away did he come find us, asking me to return and recognize my roots. And just when I was hesitating, Ji Wei left me for a famous director..."
Starting from three years ago, Wen Nuan was not surprised. Before, because the Leng Family’s situation seemed very complicated, she had asked Wen Qingyan at home, so she already knew.
Roughly, when Leng Siyan was married to Leng Ye’s mother and she was pregnant, unable to withstand loneliness during a business trip, he met and fell for Leng Yan’s mother, which led to the birth of Leng Yan. Apparently, Leng Yan’s mother couldn’t be labeled as the "third party" because she wasn’t aware that Leng Siyan was married. By the time she found out, Leng Yan was already eight months into her womb...
The reason Li Qiu returned to the Leng family, besides still foolishly cherishing Leng Siyan in her heart, was also for Leng Yan’s future.
"Then do you...still love Ji Wei?"
After a long silence, Wen Nuan looked down at her toes: "If there’s love, then..."
Love? Leng Yan pondered the word, smiling soundlessly.
There was love. But the love had turned to ashes; he hated her relentless heartlessness back then.
Wen Nuan continued to look at her toes. Taking a deep breath, she mustered the courage to continue: "Let’s get a divorce."