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Chapter 1742: Chapter 596: Blossom (Part 2)

A stream of luxury cars she couldn’t name glided silently past her, stopping in front of the opened car doors by the doorman.

Descending from the cars were men and women dressed in tailored suits, with immaculate makeup. They walked with ease, chatting and laughing, exuding an aura that she could not understand, a presence belonging to another world.

She felt like a small, unremarkable tree transplanted into a strange environment, completely out of place with everything around her.

This was the first time she had been so close to the landmark of this city.

Here gathered the top enterprises of Yang City, a meeting place for elites and power.

In the past, she didn’t even have the qualification to interview in this area.

Amidst it all, she felt as insignificant as a speck of dust.

In the past, she would have been too ashamed to lift her head, unable to look into the eyes of those passing by.

But at this moment, her eyes were full of flickering flames.

Staring straight at the revolving glass door that was constantly opening and closing.

Youth is inherently a series of nonstop missed connections and encounters.

And Tang Song, in fact, had always lingered in her world.

But in those past years, she had never once had the courage to truly stand in front of him, to say ”Hello, classmate,” or ”I am Zhang Yan.”

Yet, the miracle brought by ”Dragon Ball” gave her a chance.

Not only did it allow her to fulfill her long-awaited dream, but it also descended from the heavens at her most desperate moment, saving her.

They shared many incredible interactions: dining, painting walls, reading comics, walking, kissing, embracing...

But in the end, the current him was already very far away from her, so far that they were no longer in the same world.

If this time, she missed it again, if she shrank back again...

He might truly disappear, completely, from her world.

The youth that accompanied her for more than a decade.

Would never be seen again.

This fear overshadowed Liu Qingning and granted her unprecedented courage.

Zhang Yan swallowed, her gaze shifting to the brightly lit first-floor lobby.

In her line of sight, a familiar figure appeared.

He wasn’t wearing the expensive suit from the daytime, but instead had changed into a simple white T-shirt and casual pants, looking clean and refreshing.

He walked through the finely dressed crowd, heading straight towards her.

His steps were quick, even tinged with urgency and tension.

All the surrounding glitz and noise seemed to blur into the background the moment he appeared.

Zhang Yan took a deep breath and, clutching the box, took the initiative to step forward.

”Thump, thump—thump.”

The intense sound of a heartbeat persistently echoed in her ears, almost drowning out all the other sounds around.

Adrenaline surged wildly through her body.

...

”Tap, tap, tap—”

The hard-soled shoes striking the polished marble floor grew increasingly hurried.

Tang Song passed through the revolving glass door.

Stepping out into Yang City’s slightly damp night, the evening breeze mixed with the scents of traffic and vegetation rushed to greet him.

He glanced around.

Instantly locked onto the silhouette standing to the side ahead, in the dim light.

She was wearing a simple white blouse, a business skirt, covered by a slightly oversized light grey blazer.

This professional attire stripped away all her youthful innocence, making her seem suddenly much more mature.

In her hand, she held a black hard-shell gift box solemnly, walking step by step towards him.

The bright lights shone on her, as if casting a gentle halo around her.

Her short hair, reaching her shoulders, was gently ruffled by the moist evening breeze, revealing her smooth forehead and delicate features.

Their eyes met.

Zhang Yan’s eyes flickered, but this time, she didn’t shy away in panic as usual. Instead, she gathered the courage to look directly into his eyes.

”Tang Song.”

Her voice was not loud, yet it was like a pebble tossed into a tranquil lake, creating ripples in Tang Song’s heart.

”Zhang Yan—”

The footsteps stopped.

They stood facing each other.

”These are the 34 volumes of ’Dragon Ball’,” Zhang Yan took a step forward, presenting the heavy gift box in her arms to him, ”...for you.”

Tang Song reached out to take it.

The box was heavy to the touch, probably weighing more than ten pounds.

”Thank you for your gift.”

He didn’t immediately open it, just looked down into her eyes.

This was the first time between them that they had gazed at each other for so long without dodging.

In each other’s pupils, the distinct images of one another were reflected.

From Zhang Yan’s gaze, Tang Song seemed to understand something, and a nameless tremor rose in his heart.

He lifted the heavy box with one hand, suddenly extended his right hand, and pulled her into his embrace.

Zhang Yan’s body trembled suddenly, hesitated for a moment, then slowly wrapped her arms around his waist.

Her hands were cold, but her breath and cheeks were astonishingly hot.

In front of the hotel entrance, glistening and bustling with people coming and going.

They held each other for a long time before slowly letting go.

Tang Song looked down at her eyes, which had grown even brighter with excitement, and softly asked, ”Why come to deliver the books so late?”

Zhang Yan pressed her lips together, meeting his gaze, and spoke clearly, ”I want to work at Xingyun International Group.”

Tang Song nodded firmly, with unmistakable joy in his voice, ”Great, you can join anytime.”

”I...,” Zhang Yan’s voice lowered again, seeming somewhat lacking in confidence, ”I can only write articles now, there are many things I don’t understand, I’m not as good as others. But I will study earnestly, I just want to try!”

In the last sentence, she regained her courage.