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The entire afternoon, Shu Ran stayed in Qin Xian's office, unusually not suggesting that she should go home.
Perhaps thinking about the upcoming half a month, or at least a week, when she wouldn't see him, she naturally cherished this time before their separation.
She didn't notice when it started to drizzle outside, the sound of raindrops pattering against the large reflective glass.
The two people in the office seemed oblivious to it.
Qin Xian sat at his desk, focused on his work. His deep-set eyes lightly scanned each document, reading ten lines at a glance, with high efficiency and accuracy.
Occasionally, when he spotted an error or a complex section, he would pause and intently scrutinize the data on the page. His slender fingers curled slightly, rhythmically tapping the surface of the desk one or two times.
This was a habit of his.
Just like when subordinates submitted reports that were unsatisfactory or made significant mistakes.
When he furrowed his brows and was about to lose his temper, he would habitually glance at the picture frame standing diagonally on the desk.
Before long, his anger would subside.
Shu Ran had once been curious about what person or thing was in that frame that could instantly calm him down.
But it was just curiosity; she didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, everyone has their own privacy.
If he didn't tell her, then she wouldn't ask.
Moreover, recently, it seemed she hadn't seen that picture frame and rarely witnessed him getting angry anymore.
It seemed that because she was here, he had restrained himself.
Shu Ran gently leaned back on the sofa, with a pure black laptop resting on her lap. It was given to her by Qin Xian to pass the time when she was bored.
She was watching a drama on television, feeling quite bored, with two cups of caramel milk placed on the table beside her. Whenever she felt tired, she would take a sip.
Perhaps the drama was too dull, or maybe she had drunk too much milk, or the weather was just too comfortable. Shu Ran began to doze off slowly, little by little, her eyelids quietly closing.
By the time Qin Xian finished signing a document and looked up at her, she had already half-leaned against the sofa and fallen asleep.
The drama continued to play, and only a few sips of milk had been consumed. The autumn breeze blew gently through the window, and she fell asleep just like that.
Qin Xian noticed that she really was someone who could easily fall asleep—crying would make her sleep, kissing would make her sleep, and now sitting would make her sleep as well.
How adorable.
However, the way she slept with her head tilted was quite uncomfortable, and the wind was blowing directly towards her from the window.
Qin Xian walked slowly to the window and quietly closed it without making any unnecessary noise.
Then he returned to her side, gently picked her up, laid her flat on the sofa, and took off his coat to lightly cover her with it.
After ensuring everything was in place, he sat down beside her and quietly gazed at her sweet sleeping face. As he reached out to brush away the stray hair from her forehead, Qin Xian fell into thought.
Once upon a time, he could only rely on a cold photograph to see her and think of her.
But now, she was right beside him—laughing, crying, pouting, or happy; it was truly her in the flesh.
Despite all the twists and turns along the way—her evading him, resisting him, unwillingly—
Fortunately, in the end, she had finally stayed by his side.
Willingly.
This was the best gift that heaven had given him.
When Shu Ran woke up, the sky was already dim, and heavy rain was pouring outside, while there was no sound inside the room.
Groggily, she got up, and a black thin coat that had been covering her slipped off, faintly carrying the familiar scent of Qin Xian.
Only then did she come to her senses and realize that Qin Xian was no longer in the office.
She hurriedly glanced at the time; it was already six-thirty in the afternoon.
Hearing movement inside, someone outside knocked and entered.
It was a Secretary.
"Miss Shu, you're awake."
Shu Ran clutched his coat and asked anxiously, "Where is Qin Xian?"
The secretary smiled politely and conveyed, "President Qin left for B City at four this afternoon."
"President Qin specifically instructed us not to disturb your rest and to inform you once you woke up."
…
Feeling disheartened, Shu Ran returned home. The feeling of waking up to an empty space beside her was truly unpleasant.
Moreover, they would be apart for so many days, and she didn't even have the chance to see him off or watch his departing figure.
Inevitably, her mood became gloomy.
When did she become so unable to part from him?
The autumn rain fell incessantly, and she leaned against the window, her gaze distant, her thoughts drifting far away.
After a long time, the ringtone of her phone sounded beside her.
Shu Ran turned around listlessly, picked up the phone without looking at it, and answered weakly, "Hello, this is Shu Ran."
"Ha~" The man on the other end chuckled lightly, his voice alluringly melodic. "Are you angry?"
Hearing his voice on the line, the gloom in Shu Ran's heart vanished in an instant. Only a trace of grievance remained, a grievance over his sudden departure.
She replied sullenly, "No."
But ultimately, the confusion in her heart swayed her. She couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you wake me up?"
On the other end of the line, it seemed as if he had lost signal; it suddenly fell silent, leaving only their shallow breaths.
Shu Ran gazed out at the rain, which seemed to have grown tired and was gradually lessening, the sound of rain no longer so noisy.
Finally, she heard him say,
"I was afraid that if you were there, I wouldn't be able to leave."
"Shu Ran, wait for me to come back."
…………
A sleepless night.
Shu Ran once thought that with her personality and circumstances, she would only follow the matchmaking of others and her parents' wishes. She would marry a so-called suitable person and live a haphazard life for the rest of her days.
Her life would be ordinary and unremarkable, perhaps as a housewife at home. Every day filled with so-called complicated chores, the education of children, and the dynamics of married life. These trivial matters wore down all her edges, leading her to merely get by.
Ordinary, mundane.
But unexpectedly, she would meet him.
They were two completely different lives, two parallel lines, yet never imagined that one day they would meet, intersect, and overlap.
Her life would experience such a brilliant and dazzling period.
Even if it was just a fleeting moment, just a brief firework display.
But having experienced it was already enough.
Many things in life seem to be destined in some way.
What is meant to be will eventually come to pass; what is not meant to be should not be forced.
Shu Ran is a believer.
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