Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

The night darkened, and the temperature on the mountain continued to drop. Through the wind, Song Qingchun could hear the sound of crying being carried into her ears.

Probably due to her absolute despair, her battered mind had a moment where she felt like the crying did not come from her own mouth.

Song Qingchun did not know how long she had lain there crying; in the end, she cried until she lost her voice, her body was completely frozen, and her teeth were chattering from the cold. Even so, her tears continued to fall endlessly.

Utilizing a great store of energy, she forced the tears to stop. She looked at the darkness around her helplessly before standing up to walk toward her car. However, she only managed to take one step before her legs, which had become rubbery from sitting against asphalt, failed her, and Song Qingchun once again collapsed to the freezing ground.

Song Qingchun tried to push herself up multiple times from the rough asphalt, but she failed. Eventually, she gave up and surrendered to her fate. With her eyes brimming with tears, she was suddenly reminded of the one time she had gotten lost when she was still a little girl. She had wandered off during the late afternoon and couldn’t find her way home. It was a night as dark as this one. She remembered crying, and just as she felt like she was going to choke on her tears and die, Qin Yinan with a flashlight had appeared out of the dark, calling her name.

Even though she had still been small at the time, she could discern the anxiety on Qin Yinan’s face. When he found her, he had knelt before her immediately and pulled her into his embrace, consoling her.

In the end, it was he who had carried her home on his back. She was still young at the time, but lying on his back, she had grumbled with a pout, ”Brother Yinan, I thought everyone had abandoned me!”

What did he say then?

Her memory of her childhood wasn’t fresh, but she would always remember his response back then.

He said, ”That won’t happen, Song Song. As long as I’m around, you will never be abandoned.”

At the time, she had felt his back was her biggest source of warmth and reliance in the whole wide world.

However, years later, she found herself in a similar conundrum, but the young man who had made that promise was nowhere to be seen. He had quietly changed over the course of time.

Song Qingchun, after releasing her stress through tears, felt better. She pulled out her phone and remembered she could still call her assistant. The cold slowed her motion, and when she finally found her assistant’s number, before she could call, a call came into her phone instead.

Song Qingchun did not have the time to look at the Caller ID before pressing accept. Then, a familiar yet cold, harsh tone came through. ”Hello?”

Su Zhinian… Why would he call me?

Song Qingchun was stunned before realizing with a start that it was already 9 pm. He probably didn’t see her at home, so he was calling to enquire about that.

Song Qingchun’s heart raced with panic. After a pause, she began speaking carefully. ”Mr. Su…”

Before she could say, ”I’m sorry”, Su Zhinian’s voice, laced with suspicion, travelled into her ears. ”You’re outside?”

Su Zhinian asked that because he heard the sound of wind through his phone. After he asked that question, he realized with a frown that the wind was too loud to be a city breeze; it sounded more like a harsh mountain gale.