Chapter 494: Chapter 492: Hold Me, Hold Me While Sitting (4,000 Words)
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In the office, Lu Yan looked at his phone.
Archery?
He squinted and pondered this message carefully.
Reply: [Yes.]
Song Nuan supported her head with one hand: [Then I want to see you hit the target.]
Lu Yan’s temple twitched, and his hand shook, nearly reaching through the phone to grab her for a lesson.
What nonsense? Who taught you that?
Just about to call her.
Song Nuan: [Hit the target.]
[I typed wrong, it turned into Pinyin by accident.]
Lu Yan: "..."
...
"Captain Lu, we have a mission."
Just as Lu Yan was about to reply to the message, a team member came over.
"What’s up?" Lu Yan looked up and asked.
"A kid got his head stuck in the burglar-proof window," the team member said.
"Alright." He put away his phone, "You lead the team there. Be careful."
"What about you, Captain Lu?"
"I’ll call the school and check how the kid’s behavior is there."
...
Lu Yan really called the class teacher to inquire about Song Nuan’s situation at school.
Until nighttime.
Song Nuan finished class and school was over.
"Nuannuan." Someone called her from behind.
Song Nuan turned around and saw a classmate with whom she got along quite well.
The evening after-school air was quite cold. Song Nuan rubbed her hands, jumping around, wearing a hooded coat, her eyes fixed on her: "What’s up?"
"Are you really dating that firefighter uncle?"
Song Nuan: "Yep."
The girl immediately grabbed her hand, pulling her into a relatively dark spot: "Have to tell you something."
"Hmm?" Song Nuan looked puzzled.
"Can you ask that firefighter uncle if there are other handsome guys in the squad? Can you introduce one to me?" She asked seriously.
"Sure." Song Nuan agreed swiftly, "I’ll ask for you today, and give you an answer by tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay."
...
Song Nuan walked outside, where classmates usually didn’t dare bother her. At school, she normally didn’t compete or love trouble and didn’t like the spotlight.
But when it came down to it like today, if someone offended her, she wouldn’t hold back.
The wind outside was even stronger.
Song Nuan shivered from the cold but didn’t see Lu Yan come to pick her up.
Song Nuan breathed on her hands, looked around, and realized he truly hadn’t come.
She didn’t plan to wait. In fact, Lu Yan not coming suited her since she wanted to visit the fire department to find him.
She hailed a car and went straight to the fire station.
Since Song Nuan had been there with Lu Yan before, the guards and some squad members recognized her, taking her directly to the office.
"Hey, sister-in-law, our Captain Lu is out on a mission and hasn’t returned yet. You can wait in the office for a bit."
"Alright, thank you." Song Nuan replied with a smile, particularly well-behaved.
A sweet and gentle young lady indeed.
The team members were almost melted by cuteness, pushing each other out of the office.
"Sister-in-law is really adorable; those big eyes so round!"
"I wanna ruffle her hair."
"If Captain knows about this, you’re gonna get it bad."
"She’s just so cute, can’t help but voice how I feel."
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At this moment inside the office.
The décor was very grand yet simple. Typical of Lu Yan.
Song Nuan sat in a chair, looking down at the messages on her phone.
The last message received no reply from Lu Yan.
She pursed her lips, starting to worry inside; why hadn’t he replied all day?
She saw online someone saying that flirting like this would bring good for one’s boyfriend.
But...
Why did it end with Lu Yan ignoring her? What if he really is mad? Is he mad?
How to appease him now...
Song Nuan bit her lower lip, angrily reporting the person who posted that message online.
Damn it, giving random advice.
Song Nuan looked at her phone, nibbling her finger, sending Lu Yan a message: [Uncle, I’m in your office now, are you done yet? Coming back?]
[Cute jpg.]
After sending, Song Nuan leaned against the chair, anxiously staring at her phone screen, waiting for a reply.
Ten minutes pass, twenty minutes pass, thirty minutes pass...
No reply, so she furrowed her brows, stood up, and headed out.
Outside, a team member stood guard, seeing her peek out, immediately asked, "What’s wrong?"
"Can I ask what mission he went on? Why hasn’t he returned?"
"Seems there was a fire alarm reported, probably quite far, so he led the team there. The ones left here are new recruits without much experience, like me."
Song Nuan’s face paled instantly hearing that.
Such calls are dangerous...
She raised her eyes, hands gripping her hem unconsciously, worried and uneasy: "Any updates? Are they on their way back or still busy?"
"Uh..." Seeing the worry and fear in her eyes, he thought for a moment, "Should be almost back, I guess."
"Don’t worry, nothing serious will happen."
"No big fire, they’ll probably come back after extinguishing it."
Song Nuan pursed her lips: "Thank you."
"No problem, are you hungry? Want something to eat? I could get you something."
Song Nuan: "No need, I’ll just step outside."
...
Outside the fire station, someone was approaching slowly.
"Chen Ya sister."
"Hmm."
"Lu Yan hasn’t returned?"
"Not yet, but probably soon."
"Alright."
...
Inside the office, Song Nuan looked at the time, constantly sending messages to Lu Yan.
Also called, but he didn’t respond at all.
Song Nuan bit her lip, eyes turning red.
Imagining various scenarios in her mind.
Then suddenly, the sound of a vehicle came from outside.
Song Nuan’s heart leaped, followed by footsteps.
Heading towards the office, Song Nuan intensely watched the door and stood up.
"Click—" Lu Yan opened his office door.
He was removing his coat as he entered, looking dirty all over, even with soil in his hair.
Clothes half removed, showing bronzed skin and solid muscles, his expression was calm and cold.
The moment he lifted his eyes and saw Song Nuan, his action of undressing immediately stopped.
Before he could react, Song Nuan ran toward Lu Yan, wanting to hug him.
That was her first thought; she was really worried, scared to death.
As Song Nuan ran over, Lu Yan stepped back, avoiding her oncoming hug.
Song Nuan ended up hugging the air. A bit dazed, she looked up at Lu Yan. What was wrong with him?
Her heart started to race. Was he really angry because of that message she sent during the day?
Song Nuan lowered her head, looking docile: "Then I’ll behave better in the future, don’t be angry."
After saying this, she nervously clutched her clothes, waiting for the man’s judgment.
She looked like a child who had made a mistake, sweet and innocent. She wore a hoodie that barely showed her little face, yet she was extremely cute.
Lu Yan’s Adam’s apple moved. His voice was a bit hoarse, also carrying a hint of fatigue: "What’s there to be angry about?"
Song Nuan immediately looked up, staring at his slightly dirty face.
Even like this, it added a few degrees of ruggedness, both sharp and fierce — his face was exceedingly handsome.
Song Nuan licked her lips: "Then why didn’t you let me hug you? You didn’t hug me either, and you didn’t look happy when you saw me coming."
She always spoke her mind directly, never hiding it inside.
For someone like her, dating was easier. You didn’t need to guess her thoughts, because she had none — everything she thought was on the surface.
Hearing the little girl say that, Lu Yan was a bit caught between laughing and crying.
"Song Xiaonuan." Lu Yan slightly opened his arms and then looked at himself up and down: "Just look at me all dirty like this, can I let you hug me?"
"I don’t mind the dirt."
The man’s tone contained an indulgence that even he hadn’t noticed.
Song Nuan lunged forward and hugged him tightly: "I don’t mind the dirt. I’m not you."
She held grudges, mumbling under her breath: "When I went painting and got paint on my clothes, you even scolded me for being dirty."
"You need to learn from me on this." Song Nuan looked up at Lu Yan: "No matter how dirty I get, I can’t be as dirty as you."
She hummed softly.
When she hugged him like that, Lu Yan felt nothing but her scent. A small, soft girl was in his arms, creating a particularly delicate feeling.
Usually, after returning from a task, he faced an empty office, an empty dormitory, and an empty home. Everything in life seemed cold and heartless.
For the first time, there was this little one waiting for him.
From initial surprise, his heart had now melted completely.
Wait a minute—
Lu Yan suddenly seemed to snap back to something, gently pushing the little girl away from his embrace.
What was he even thinking? She wasn’t his real girlfriend, just a girl helping to take care of things.
"I’ll go change clothes," Lu Yan said.
"Okay." Song Nuan nodded obediently and let go of him: "I just went out and bought some food for you, thinking you might be hungry when you got back. Eat after you change and shower."
She said with a smile.
She finally felt relieved because Lu Yan was fine.
Lu Yan looked at Song Nuan; it had only been a day, but she seemed a lot more obedient.
"Yeah." Lu Yan smiled.
"Next time you go on a mission, remember to let me know," Song Nuan said. "Otherwise, I’ll worry about you."
Lu Yan paused a little, then laughed: "Okay."
He wondered if anyone had ever said something like this to him when he used to go on missions. This must be a first.
It felt like there was something to hold onto, like someone cared.
The once ethereal person seemed to have found a place to belong, but he knew it was only temporary.
This little girl would eventually have her own life and happiness, and she wouldn’t stay with him forever.
They belonged to different worlds, worlds apart.
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Lu Yan quickly finished his shower and changed, coming back to find Song Nuan at ease now that he was unharmed.
When Lu Yan walked into the office, he saw the little girl sitting at his desk, working on some papers.
Quiet and well-behaved, especially ladylike.
Lu Yan smiled; such a beautiful scene seemed like the epitome of all things good.
Song Nuan, hearing the noise, looked up and saw a clean Lu Yan. She immediately stood up and went to pull Lu Yan.
Lu Yan was a bit bewildered, but he was very accommodating to Song Nuan, almost letting her do whatever she wanted as long as it wasn’t over the top.
Soon, she let Lu Yan sit in the chair.
Lu Yan looked at the papers, seeing the neat and beautiful handwriting of the little girl.
Song Nuan stood beside him, smiling. Lu Yan looked at the papers, then at Song Nuan again.
After looking back and forth three times, Song Nuan still said nothing.
Lu Yan guessed: "Do you want me to do the papers for you?"
"No." Song Nuan grabbed Lu Yan’s hand and shook it gently: "Hug me."
"Hug while sitting."
Her soft voice was coquettish, her almond eyes blinking at him.
Lu Yan’s Adam’s apple moved, and he said seriously: "This is the office."
"Can’t you hug me in the office?"
"This is a place for work."
"What kind of logic is that?" Song Nuan pouted: "By your reasoning, offices are for work, dining rooms for eating, restrooms for the bathroom, and beds for sleeping, so why don’t you go to bed?"
"There are many ways to sleep," Song Nuan remarked. "How can you not follow the ’usage rules’?"
Lu Yan: "..."
Alright, he was truly defeated by her; with that small mouth, seriously, who could out-talk her?
A bunch of fallacies, and there was no way to refute them.
"Alright, alright, I’ll hug you." Lu Yan said helplessly.
Song Nuan immediately flashed a big smile, sitting on Lu Yan’s lap to do her homework.
He thought the little girl just wanted to act spoiled and be held by him.
Then he heard her say.
"This height is just perfect for doing homework, and it’s warm too."
Lu Yan: "Cough —"
He had just raised a cup to drink water and choked a little on her words.
He’d been overthinking it.
When he shouldn’t overthink, he did, and when he should, she didn’t mean it that way.
Unconsciously, Lu Yan rubbed her head, wondering how she could be so clever.
So spontaneous. Unknowingly, a doting and satisfied smile appeared at the corners of his lips.
"Lu Yan, you—" Chen Ya suddenly burst through the door.
Seeing the scene in front of her, she froze instantly.
Lu Yan looked up, his eyes cold, his hand gently stroking the little girl’s hair: "You came in without knocking?"
"I-I have something urgent..."
Chen Ya said, her eyes involuntarily glancing at the little girl in his arms.
Song Nuan was gazing up at Chen Ya, her smile bright and sunny.
Chen Ya gritted her teeth.
Lu Yan said, "What is it? Speak."
Chen Ya stepped closer: "Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?"
As she approached, Song Nuan slightly shrank into Lu Yan’s embrace, appearing scared.
"What’s wrong?" Lu Yan asked, sensitive to her reactions.
Song Nuan got up from Lu Yan and stood aside, timid yet softly inching toward Lu Yan, much like a small, pitiable creature.
Chen Ya was nearly infuriated; how could she act so well!!
Without saying a word, Lu Yan turned to her, "Did Chen Ya bully you?"
Song Nuan bit her lower lip, holding Lu Yan’s hand. Her eyes looked pitiful, filled with fear and grievance, as she lowered her head without speaking.
Lu Yan instantly knew what was up.
He lifted his eyes, looking at Chen Ya: "What did you do to her?"
"I..." Chen Ya looked at Song Nuan again.
Song Nuan tilted her head, smiling smugly at her, as if to say, ’I really didn’t tell on you, he figured it out himself.’
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