Chapter 294: Don't Touch Me, I'm Very Wet
Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong
Boss Cutie
“Clatter—”
The auntie immediately opened the iron gate and said to Jiang Muye, “You can go up.”
The moment Jiang Muye saw the door open, he shot up the stairs like a cheetah.
Right now, all he wanted to know was what had happened to Leng Ruoli. His first thought was to get to her side.
“Young man, wait for me, don’t run so fast!” There was no way the auntie could outrun a young man like Jiang Muye. She wheezed and panted heavily behind him.
But how could Jiang Muye pay the auntie any mind? He barreled straight toward Leng Ruoli’s dorm.
Soon enough, Jiang Muye knocked on Leng Ruoli’s door and shouted anxiously into his phone, “Ruoli, I’m here, open the door!”
“Clatter.”
The door was opened quickly.
When he saw the fragile figure appear at the doorway, Jiang Muye’s eyes turned red.
This time, he could clearly see the tears all over her face. She looked so haggard and wronged, and even her body was so frail it was unbearable to look at.
Jiang Muye’s heart ached with tenderness. He reached out to hug her, but then realized he was soaked through.
His embrace stopped mid-motion.
He wanted to hold her, but he couldn’t.
“Why are you so wet?” Her voice was trembling.
Her red lips parted, but before she could finish, Jiang Muye cupped her cheeks and pressed his lips to hers.
He kissed her deeply, kissed her profoundly.
He poured all his love and longing into it.
To Jiang Muye, Leng Ruoli was his entire world.
He was unwilling to gaze into the abyss, but he could become the abyss for her sake.
As the two of them kissed, unwilling to part, a resounding clap of thunder rang out outside again. Leng Ruoli let out a cry and her legs went weak, her frail body already sliding limply downward.
When Jiang Muye saw Leng Ruoli hugging her knees in agony, it felt like a knife was cutting through his heart.
What was it that made Leng Ruoli so resistant to thunder?
This suffocation and pain made Jiang Muye ache with a particularly sharp agony.
As Leng Ruoli sobbed quietly in pain, a pair of warm hands covered her ears.
That warmth made Leng Ruoli tremble slightly.
She raised her head and looked at the person before her.
His eyes were blazing hot.
“I don’t know what happened to you in the past, but I can tell you what will happen from now on.” Jiang Muye’s eyes were bright. “Growing up is a process of healing wounds. You get hurt, I’m responsible for curing you. I’m not a doctor, but I’ll learn to heal.”
To hell with six years ago.
He wanted the present.
He was by her side, and whatever wound she had, he would fill it in for her!
Even if it couldn’t heal, then he would hurt alongside her!
Leng Ruoli’s eyes were already glistening with tears. She bit her red lips and choked out, “Thank you, really, thank you…”
Her brown hair clung to that pale little face.
As she wept, it was he who wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
He spoke in such a tender whisper, saying, “We’re a couple, what are you thanking me for? Protecting you is what I’m supposed to do in the first place.”
Leng Ruoli’s eyes shimmered with tears, deeply moved.
“Is everything okay?” The auntie barged in, looking at the current situation in confusion.
“Much better,” Jiang Muye said expressionlessly.
The auntie let out a breath of relief and patted her chest. “That’s good.”
“I’m staying here,” Jiang Muye told the auntie.
Looking at Leng Ruoli, who seemed as shattered as glass right now, how could Jiang Muye possibly leave?
“That’s against the rules.” The auntie hesitated.
“Rules exist to be broken. I told you she’s afraid of thunder and has psychological trauma. If you don’t let me stay here, you’ll bear the consequences.” Jiang Muye gave a fierce warning.
The auntie didn’t dare argue now, so she said to Jiang Muye, “Then you have to leave before dawn.”
“Fine.” Jiang Muye nodded.
The auntie didn’t dare linger here either, afraid that if Jiang Muye got upset, he’d cause a scene.
After the auntie left, the thunder outside gradually grew softer, but a low rumbling could still be heard.
“I want a hug.” A pitiful request rang out.
She sat slumped on the ground, her watery eyes like a pool of spring water, enough to melt anyone’s heart.
“I’m wet,” Jiang Muye said in a low voice.
“It doesn’t matter.” Leng Ruoli let out a sob and threw herself into Jiang Muye’s arms. “I want you to hold me.”
She clutched tightly at Jiang Muye’s back. Even though he was soaked through, she still felt the warmth she had missed for so long.
Jiang Muye tenderly kissed Leng Ruoli’s cheek. “It’s okay, I’m here.”
He was willing to shield her from the wind and rain, and he wanted to carry the weight for her as he moved forward.
Leng Ruoli gazed at him through her tears. Seeing him dripping wet, his black hair disheveled and still dripping water, she choked up. “Why didn’t you use an umbrella… it’s so cold!”
Even though she was shivering herself, she still reached for a towel to wipe the rain from Jiang Muye’s face.
But Jiang Muye firmly pulled her into his arms from behind, kissed the back of her ear, and said tenderly, “It’s fine, I’m not cold.”
His heart was breaking.
But seeing her like this, it felt like glue had been applied, and his heart was mended again.
Leng Ruoli’s eyelashes fluttered, and she turned around and threw herself firmly into Jiang Muye’s embrace.
She was seeking warmth, and also seeking a sense of security.
All Jiang Muye could do was keep her company. His gaze fell on the night outside, where thunder and lightning raged.
The flashes of light gradually faded, and the rumbling thunder slowly grew faint.
The Leng Ruoli who had been trembling so violently clung to Jiang Muye, barely holding on, and Jiang Muye gently stroked her hair.
Her breathing also went from rapid to steady.
Jiang Muye tenderly kissed her forehead.
When he felt that Leng Ruoli’s mood was much better now, he let out a breath of relief.
The thunderstorm passed, and outside not even a drizzle remained. Everything returned to calm.
Jiang Muye noticed that Leng Ruoli’s body was also wet, so he carried her, pitiful as a little puppy, into the bathtub.
The two of them were completely honest with each other.
Jiang Muye sat behind Leng Ruoli so she could lean against his chest.
When the shower water ran over her ice-cold body, she curled up a little, feeling unsafe.
“Relax.” Jiang Muye lowered his eyes and coaxed her softly.
Leng Ruoli nodded and tried her best to stay calm.
The warm water flowed over her skin and nourished her too.
That uneasy feeling receded like the tide.
Jiang Muye carefully studied her.
Her pretty little face still bore tear stains, but she looked a bit dazed.
Still, there were no extreme reactions, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
But he was still anxious.
Afraid that this was the calm before the storm.
As Jiang Muye seriously washed Leng Ruoli, she turned to look at him, tears welling up. “Will you hate me?”
Jiang Muye was startled by her words.
So he scolded her sternly, “How could I?”
“But I caused you trouble…” Leng Ruoli felt deeply guilty, her thick feathery eyelashes fluttering up and down. “I’m not as perfect as you think, I’m even dangerous. Could it be that you’ll want to run away from me? Even…”