Chapter 1228: Bastard
After getting into the taxi, Wu Yong leaned back and began to snore; he was already drunk. After taking him back to the office, Lin Tian took a car back to the entrance of Liou Qingcheng’s house. He had already mentioned at noon that he would be home that night.
It was only three in the afternoon and there wasn’t anyone home. Lin Tian lay alone on Liou Qingcheng’s soft pink bed and suddenly started to stare blankly at the ceiling.
The two of them hadn’t seen each other for a month. Lin Tian had been thinking about what sort of exquisite little gift to prepare for her.
What does Liou Qingcheng like?
Lin Tian also fell into the dilemma of a man in love. Preparing a gift for his girlfriend had to be meaningful, unique, and romantic.
Roses were a must, but they could only serve as an embellishment.
A plush doll? There were plenty in Liou Qingcheng’s room, and they seemed pretty ordinary.
A candlelit dinner? It still seemed a bit lacking.
Without any clue, he started looking around Liou Qingcheng’s room to see if there was anything worth giving.
Although they were already close, intimate lovers, Lin Tian still felt the need to respect her. Some things could be seen, and some could not, like the desk drawers and that exquisite little pink cabinet. It might contain a girl’s little secrets which Lin Tian would not infringe upon until she was willing to share.
But in the end, he found nothing. Suddenly, Lin Tian saw a large gramophone next to the piano. Such things could be considered ’antique’ since they were popular last century and were rare nowadays, only seen as decorative items.
Next to the gramophone was a small box, and upon opening it, there were black vinyl records, each wrapped in exquisite packaging with some small writing. Although they looked vintage, they were as good as new.
Lin Tian went online to check how to use the gramophone and started tinkering with it.
Fortunately, the gramophone wasn’t broken, and the vinyl records played beautifully. Among them were some famous piano pieces and classic foreign songs.
After careful selection, he placed a relatively romantic and gentle piano piece on the gramophone, nestled into the soft and large chair, closed his eyes, and listened—it was simply an enjoyment.
Looking at the time, it was getting late. Lin Tian ordered a bouquet of roses and baby’s breath from the flower shop. When the flowers arrived half an hour later, he had already filled the bathtub with hot water in the bathroom, scattered rose petals, and added some White Lotus Muscle Powder. Everything was ready.
Ka-ka!~
The sound of the door opening came from downstairs, and through the peephole, it was clear that the one entering was Liou Qingcheng. What surprised Lin Tian was that she was holding a bouquet of bright, dewy roses in her arms along with a cute and beautifully wrapped little box, clearly a gift prepared for him.
What was in the box, Lin Tian didn’t peek at, because it was a gift carefully chosen by Liou Qingcheng. Even if he was curious, it wouldn’t be polite or ruin the atmosphere to casually investigate it.
The room door opened, and as Liou Qingcheng changed into her slippers, she also took out her phone to call Lin Tian’s cell phone.
Soon, the call was connected.
"Where are you? I’m already home," Liou Qingcheng asked softly.
"I... I might not be able to come back today," Lin Tian said dejectedly.
"Why?!"
"I really can’t get away. It might be a while before I can return."
"How long?"
"Well, it might be one or two months, or maybe half a year."
Lin Tian’s voice was soft, but it entered her ears like a heavy blow, leaving her breathless with suppressed emotion.
Liou Qingcheng’s grip on the roses tightened, and she bit her lip inquiring, "What exactly are you doing? Can’t you make time to meet me, even just for an evening? Please?"
"I..."
"Forget it, you don’t need to say anything."
Do-do-do...
The phone call was cut off. Liou Qingcheng leaned back on the sofa, looking at the vibrant roses in her hands, and suddenly, tears welled up. She didn’t burst into loud sobs; the tears just overflowed her eyes involuntarily.
Liou Qingcheng rested her head on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. Even with red eyes, she didn’t blink because if she did, the tears would fall.
She suddenly remembered a phrase she had seen somewhere before: "Don’t lower your head, or your tears will fall."
Her personality was proud, and she thought crying was a sign of weakness and that she was too old to cry over little things.
There are 80,000 Chinese characters in the world, but only the word ’emotion’ causes the most pain.
She knew Lin Tian was busy, but couldn’t he spare a little time to be with her? He clearly promised he would!
The grievance was indescribable. She had spent a long time carefully choosing everything for the evening, including the individually selected roses in her hands, but she was met with loneliness.
Thinking of this, it broke her dam of tears, even making breathing seem exhausting.
Finally, the tears she had been holding back spilled out unbidden. Without any regard for appearance, she used her sleeve to wipe away the tear stains and picked up the phone to call Lin Tian again.
Lin Tian had been watching Liou Qingcheng from upstairs and didn’t expect that his little joke would cause such an uproar, making him regret it immediately.
no zou no dai!
Just as he was about to go downstairs to apologize, his phone vibrated a couple more times in his hand. Lin Tian quickly answered and put it to his ear.
"Be careful outside, don’t make me worry. I’ll wait for you,"
Her trembling voice was very evident over the phone, and listening to it brought waves of heartache.
Lin Tian desperately wanted to tell her that he was just upstairs, but no sooner had he opened his mouth than the busy tone came through the phone—the call had been disconnected.
Lin Tian really felt like his heart was breaking. It was shattered by the tenderness that had seeped into it.
What a wonderful girl. How could he bear...?
Lin Tian took a deep breath and shouted, "Qingcheng!"
The Liou Family’s house was large, and even a slightly louder voice would echo, making the shout sound particularly resonant.
Liou Qingcheng was first stunned, and after the echoes faded, she lifted her head in surprise and delight, looking for the source of the voice.
Finally, she saw Lin Tian standing on the attic stairs, holding a bouquet of baby’s breath, his face wearing a smile mixed with tears.
"You... you jerk!"
Instantly, Liou Qingcheng realized she had been tricked by this jerk, and he had even seen her embarrassing moment!
You jerk.
Lin Tian suddenly felt like it was a compliment, even though it wasn’t a good word, he loved hearing it.
In two or three steps, he crossed down the stairs, arms open wide, looking at Liou Qingcheng with a big, radiant smile.