When everything was over, she glanced at the lower right corner of the computer and saw that the time was already 9:30 in the evening.
this late…
Qiao Nian rubbed the back of his swollen neck, stood up, packed up, turned off the computer and prepared to go back.
She took off her outer garment, picked up her coat, and turned on her cell phone to see if there were any new messages.
As a result, there was no other message on her phone except the messages from Gu San and Qin Si asking her if she wanted to go back for dinner.
Qiao Nian's fingertips touched the pinned avatar and she clicked on it. Their dialog box was still stuck on the one at nine in the morning when Ye Wangchuan asked her if she was still angry.
She frowned for a rare moment, thought for a moment, temporarily threw the phone back into her pocket, picked up her things, opened the door and went out.
The temperature is very low at night.
Many people from the First Institute have already returned.
But the incandescent lights in the corridor were still on, making the outside of the laboratory as bright as day.
She had excellent eyesight and saw the man leaning against the wall almost at a glance, and her eyes met his.
The moment Ye Wangchuan met her sight, he straightened his legs and walked over, took the bag from her naturally, and said, "I waited for you for too long, and my phone ran out of battery, so I didn't send you a message."
Qiao Nian saw that the clothes he was wearing were probably the coat he hadn’t changed out of after coming from Beijing. It was very thin and outlined the shape of his shoulders.
She stood there without moving for a while, but her brows were furrowed.
Ye Wangchuan smiled, holding her bag in one hand, and naturally stretched out the other hand to hold her hand, interweaving his five fingers and clasping theirs tightly.
"Sorry, I'm late."
"… "
Ye Wangchuan seemed to see through her thoughts, feeling helpless and a little disappointed like a young boy: "I wanted to give you a surprise, but it seems that instead of joy, I am left with only shock."
"How long have you been waiting outside?" Qiao Nian finally spoke, tilting her head to look at him. A pair of clear eyes reflected his eyebrows, which was very beautiful.
When Ye Wangchuan saw himself in her eyes, the restlessness in his heart dissipated, and he smiled, not thinking of being an unknown hero: "Six hours."
Qiao Nian's pupils shrank.
"I rushed here as soon as I landed at four in the afternoon. I thought you would finish at six, so I waited outside... Who knew you would only come out now."
Qiao Nian moved his fingers. He still didn't seem to have much emotion on his face, but in fact, the blood flowed faster: "You can come in and find me."
Ye Wangchuan suddenly lowered his head, his breath touching hers, his extremely long eyelashes flickering as if they were about to sweep across her face: "Aren't you still angry with me? I'm here to apologize to you, and of course an apology must be sincere."
Qiao Nian was able to see his flawless skin and that extremely shocking face up close, and opened her mouth, about to refute.
However, at this moment, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.
A kiss and breath entangled, as if thinking for a long time.
It wasn’t until Qiao Nian’s breathing was disturbed that he slowly left, creating some distance between them: “I missed you.”
Just a few words spanned an ocean and more than ten hours of flight distance.
Qiao Nian's heart skipped a beat before his forehead was pressed against hers. Her breath became warm, and a light minty scent lingered around her.
She heard a soft chuckle, very soft and seductive.
"Nian Nian, even though you are angry, I want to say that I am quite happy. Because you... can actually get angry."
"Why should I be happy if I'm angry?"
Qiao Nian couldn't help but reply.
(End of this chapter)