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Chapter 919: Xiao Chong Extra Story 19_3

"Oh, no need, you wear it yourself. It’s so cold, what if you catch a cold wearing so little? You have a competition today!" Lin Wanwan hurriedly tried to take the down jacket off and return it to him.

"I won’t." Xiao Chong embraced her over the jacket, stopping her movement, his voice so deep it was unbelievable, holding an inexplicable emotion within, "I’m wearing athletic clothes."

Lin Wanwan clearly felt the unique agarwood scent emanating from Xiao Chong’s body, her heart pounding like a drum, her cheeks quickly turning red. She didn’t know whether it was his lingering warmth on the jacket that overwhelmed her or if it was his embrace that frightened her.

Xiao Chong did not hold her for long; seeing her stop moving, he let go and stepped back, smiling dashingly and openly, his eyebrows curved, eyes seemingly holding a river of spring water and shimmer: "You know me, I’ve practiced martial arts; I’m not afraid of the cold."

Lin Wanwan couldn’t withstand his gaze, locking eyes with him for a few seconds felt like her heart was about to leap from her throat.

She tactically turned her head, gazing toward the river, fingers playing with the stray hair by her ear to divert her attention.

Today, she styled her hair as a princess half-up hairstyle, but now all the hair was hidden inside the down jacket.

Suddenly, Xiao Chong reached out, scooping with just one hand, and helped her untangle her hair, his warm fingers inadvertently brushing against her neck, causing her scalp to tingle and her body to feel weak.

Following that, Lin Wanwan felt a slight annoyance.

While she was so tense, the guy in front of her remained calm and composed, as if everything was within his control.

She softly huffed, stepping aside to keep some distance from him.

Xiao Chong noticed her awkward little movement; through the warm yellow street light, he admired Lin Wanwan’s beautiful profile, smiled lightly, then leaned on the riverside railing with her, gazing silently at the river surface.

It was already close to five twenty, and the horizon started to glow red.

Soon after, the river was dyed increasingly red by the sky.

A line from a poem "The rising sun over the river is more vivid than fire" popped into Lin Wanwan’s mind at the right moment; the scene in front of her was incredibly beautiful and romantic.

She slightly turned her head, using the corner of her eye to glance at Xiao Chong not far away.

No matter when, he seemed to carry an aura of unaffected composure, as if assured nothing in the world was beyond his ability to solve.

The powerful confidence radiating from within him was even more striking than his Immortal-like perfect appearance.

He’s the type who would make people sense his handsomeness even with his face hidden under a helmet.

Things like charm are undefined and unclear, only felt through personal experience.

By now, the sky was fully bright, radiant beams of light shining on their faces as if coating them in gold.

Suddenly, Xiao Chong turned his head, looking openly at Lin Wanwan, their gaze meeting directly.

Lin Wanwan’s expression, unguarded, fell into his eyes, wanting to escape, yet seeming entrapped by a spell, unable to move.

Xiao Chong carried a mysterious hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, stepping forward, eliminating the distance between them instantly.

He turned sideways, reaching out with his right hand confidently over Lin Wanwan’s right hand on the railing, gazing down intensely at her.

Lin Wanwan tilted her head to look at him, thoughts racing in her mind, a blush spreading from her cheeks gradually to her fingertips as she freed her hand from the railing, trying to withdraw from his grasp, but he seized the opportunity to interlock their fingers, holding her even tighter.

Lin Wanwan’s voice seemed to drift on the river: "Can’t..."

Xiao Chong beamed, staying cool and composed, fingers interlocked with hers, looping an arm around her, leaning on the railing beside her, encircling her entirely in his embrace, whispering in her ear: "Can’t what?"

Although the only direct contact was their interlocked right hands, Lin Wanwan felt as though she was steamed, all she could perceive was Xiao Chong, surrounded by his essence.

She turned her head, pressing against the railing, gazing at the river, her throat completely blocked by her racing heart, unable to utter another word.

"Wanwan." Xiao Chong continued speaking in her ear, his breath so close it seemed to touch her ear, "I want to watch the sunrise with you for a lifetime."

The energy in his voice was searing, warming Lin Wanwan’s ears till they turned red.

After a long while, Lin Wanwan let out a faint "Mm" from her throat, as a response.

Xiao Chong felt the sound of a flock of doves settling within him; he lifted his head, gently smiled, basking in the morning light, with a look of contentment.

His left hand no longer supported the railing but directly wrapped around Lin Wanwan’s waist through the thick down jacket, gradually tightening, pulling her close to his chest, feeling her delicate frailty.

This lifetime, he never wanted to let go of her, never wanted to experience loneliness again.

He wished to find a kindred spirit to stay together till old age without parting.