Chapter 196: Chapter 193: Warmth on a Snowy Night
“You must never do such a foolish thing, it’s no different from suicide. There was a long-haul truck driver who got tired, parked in the emergency lane to sleep, didn’t turn off the air conditioning, and ended up dying from carbon monoxide poisoning, never to wake up again.”
Such incidents aren’t unheard of, and every year some people die this way.
Wen Xian’s face instantly turned sheepish; it seemed the driver’s license she’d bought really did pose a risk to her life. She resolved to learn how to drive properly and not become a road menace, let alone bring about her own demise.
At the moment, she noticed the temperature was dropping steadily.
Lu Xiao opened the car door and got out, saying he would check the trunk to see if there was anything useful.
Wen Xian listened to the howling noises outside, akin to those of a wild beast, and felt a slight tremble in her heart.
In this kind of ghastly weather, ordinary people would be scared to death, but for people like Lu Xiao, it was all in a day’s work.
She couldn’t quite express the mix of emotions she felt inside—some of it was painful.
Just then, her phone suddenly rang. She hurriedly grabbed it; the signal was too precious to miss.
When she checked it, she saw it was a message from Huo Qi.
Huo Qi had a WeChat nickname “Your Little Cutie,” which he had set up just to chat with her.
Your Little Cutie: [Where are you!? I heard everyone else is back. Where did you go!?]
Seeing the message he’d sent, Wen Xian was speechless, but she replied anyway, [I won’t be coming back these few days. I’m injured and need to recuperate in a special place.]
She wouldn’t tell Huo Qi that she was going to Lu Xiao’s jurisdiction with him.
No sooner had she sent the message than his voice call came through—
Wen Xian meant to decline, but accidentally pressed the wrong button due to a slip of her hand.
Huo Qi’s voice immediately came through, urgent, “What happened, is it serious? Where are you going to rest? Give me an address, I’ll come find you!”
Upon hearing this, Wen Xian quickly pretended the signal was bad, “Ah, what, hey, I can’t hear you clearly, I’ll hang up first, okay…!”
“Hey, Xianxian, you—!”
Hearing the abrupt sound of the call ending, Huo Qi’s face instantly turned ugly.
Where was she going? How could she leave him behind?
Little did Wen Xian expect that Huo Qi would actually go and find Fang Zhi, and in the end, he truly made an unrelenting pursuit after her.
As the snow fell, the wheels were gradually getting covered by it.
When he came back from the trunk, he had found a bag containing a thin quilt, and in his hands were two bottles of water and some compressed biscuits.
What an unexpected surprise!
When he returned to the car, he brought with him a chill, handed her the items, and shook off the snow from his coat.
The night, at last, slowly began.
She cuddled into his embrace, covered themselves with the thin quilt, and reclined the seat a bit so their figures overlapped.
They snuggled closely together.
The dim, warm light from the car’s interior lamp shone down on the two of them, creating a stark contrast to the violent snowstorm outside.
Wen Xian rested her head on his chest, looking out the car window at the night.
Lu Xiao suddenly felt she was being very well-behaved.
Just lying there in his arms, stirring an indescribable feeling in his heart.
It was as if, in his entire life, there was a little woman etched deeply into his heart.
At that moment, the very obedient little woman in his arms suddenly said, “Lu Xiao.”
“I want to write a poem for you,” Wen Xian said, looking seriously at the night outside the window.
Lu Xiao pushed aside a wisp of hair that slightly covered her eyes, feeling that she indeed had some literary talent, and asked, “What poem?”
Wen Xian eagerly recited:
“The moon over the lake,
The lake under the moon,
Just as the light went dark in the car, and before she could finish her words, she was suddenly interrupted by his head tilting towards her, her sentence cut off by his kiss.