Chapter 50: Held Hands

Chapter 50: Held Hands

Actually, Sheng Xiyang and Cao Jing had separated after playing for half a day.

Around three o'clock, several classmates went home one by one, but Sheng Xiyang didn't want to go home or visit Sheng Ai at Sheng's Trading Company, so he wandered around outside.

When he was with his classmates, it helped distract him, but once they parted ways, Xiyang suddenly felt lonely and lacked energy.

He sat in a café on the street, staring blankly outside.

Xiyang's mind kept replaying what he had said.

"I think it's a good thing."

Yes, it's a good thing for Sheng Ai. Having someone to like is always good. If that person likes him back and isn't just playing with his feelings, Sheng Ai won't be alone in the second half of his life.

But why... does it feel so uncomfortable?

Is it because Xiyang thinks that if Sheng Ai has someone he likes, he will divert his attention to that person and might not be as good to him anymore?

It could be that.

Xiyang felt a dull ache in his chest, as if there was a deeper thought buried deep down that he instinctively resisted thinking about.

It's just worrying that Sheng Ai might divert his attention to someone else.

After confirming this, Xiyang didn't think much more about it.

He sat in the café for a long time, unaware when he suddenly noticed that the sky outside seemed to be getting darker.

Xiyang turned to look at the clock in the café.

It was only six o'clock, still summer, usually bright like daytime, so why was it getting dark?

Xiyang looked outside and saw that the sky was overcast and gloomy, with signs of heavy rain coming.

At that moment, his first thought was that he hadn't bought flowers for Sheng Ai yet.

Xiyang ran out of the café, searching along the way for a flower seller.

For some reason today, he walked a long distance without finding any flower sellers.

Xiyang walked further and finally found a flower seller at a street corner. He quickly bought a bouquet, and then it started raining.

The raindrops were large, and soon the ground was soaked.

Xiyang couldn't go back and had to take shelter under an awning.

He held the flowers in his hand, watching people rush by in the rain, feeling that the rain matched his current mood.

Xiyang stood under the awning for a long time, seeing no sign of the rain letting up, so he ran across the street and entered a small restaurant.

After sitting for half an hour, Xiyang felt a bit hungry.

He wanted to eat, but he thought Sheng Ai might have cooked dinner at home and was waiting for him to return.

Xiyang endured his growling stomach and leaned on the table.

The restaurant owner was kind and didn't chase him away.

Xiyang leaned on the table, gazing at the rain outside, the faint fragrance of the flowers lingering in his nose. Gradually, he closed his eyes.

When he woke up again, the sky outside was completely dark.

Xiyang was startled, sat up, and held the flowers, wondering if the rain had stopped.

Just as he stood up, the door of the small restaurant opened.

A cold wind mixed with the scent of rain rushed in.

Sheng Ai had just put away his umbrella, and water dripped from its tip. He looked at Xiyang, his expression unclear whether it was worry or anger, but he remained silent for a while.

Xiyang did not expect Sheng Ai to suddenly appear here.

Holding the flowers, he said dumbfoundedly, "Brother, why are you here?"

Sheng Ai's brows furrowed slightly, and his voice was unusually low, "When it rained, I went home. Seeing you weren't there, I went to Zhongshan Mountain to look for you. They said you had already gone down the mountain in the afternoon. Then I went to ask the young master of the Cao family, who said you were wandering around."

Xiyang's lips moved slightly.

He couldn't help picturing Sheng Ai searching for him shop by shop.

At that moment, his vision blurred.

"Sorry, brother," Xiyang forced himself to suppress the ache in his heart, "I won't do it again..."

Sheng Ai didn't say anything, possibly angry.

Without a word, he came in, reached out, grabbed one of Xiyang's hands, and led him out of the restaurant.

Sheng Ai opened the black umbrella and led Xiyang into the rain.

Raindrops pattered on the umbrella, and Xiyang subconsciously glanced at the hand Sheng Ai had just held.

At that moment, he really needed the internet, because he desperately wanted to ask:

Is it normal for a guy to feel his heart flutter when holding another guy's hand? Urgent.