When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase

Chapter 1111: Chapter 1110: Snowy Day

Before Zhou Chengchen could finish speaking, she saw that Xi Siyan had already packed up his books and stood up.

There were only the two of them left in the classroom now, and Zhou Chengchen hurriedly chased after him.

The two of them walked side by side along the long, narrow corridor of the campus, then went down the stairs. The thick, feathery snow was still falling outside.

Zhou Chengchen was wearing a very thick down jacket today, but it didn’t have a hood. A gust of cold wind blew up from below and she instinctively shrank her neck.

The chill on her head and the warmth on her body formed an instant contrast. Her high fever had only just gone down; although she hadn’t felt uncomfortable anywhere because she’d been in such a good mood, being blown by the wind like this, she still felt a little unwell.

All of a sudden, someone put a hood over her head. Zhou Chengchen looked up and saw that at some point Xi Siyan had taken the hood off his own down jacket and put it on her.

The black hood sat on her head, creating a sort of triangular visual effect; it looked really silly.

But Zhou Chengchen didn’t care. After a brief moment of daze, her eyes grew even brighter, and the smile at the corner of her lips deepened and deepened again.

"Xi, are you worried about me?"

Xi Siyan said nothing, so Zhou Chengchen continued, "Xi, you’re so nice."

Under the dim sky, a faint flush slowly crept over Xi Siyan’s ears, but his face still maintained that calm, composed expression.

When they reached the school gate, Xi Siyan finally asked, "No one’s coming to pick you up?"

"No, I told my brother to go home first. I’ll just take a cab back."

Xi Siyan frowned. Did this person have any idea that she hadn’t fully recovered from a serious illness?

A strange irritation rose in his chest. His face darkened a little as he walked to the roadside and hailed a taxi for Zhou Chengchen. Then he watched her get in, his gaze sweeping over the driver’s personal information in the front, before calmly withdrawing it.

Zhou Chengchen took off the hood and handed it back to Xi Siyan.

Xi Siyan didn’t take it. "Keep it on."

On the way home, Zhou Chengchen cupped Xi Siyan’s hood in both hands. How good-looking could a hood from a down jacket be, really? But she just felt that this was the best-looking hood she had ever seen.

Carefully, she lifted it to her nose and sniffed. There was a faint lemon scent, and the dampness of the first snow—cold on the outside, warm within.

Zhou Chengchen couldn’t help laughing, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. It was as if a cloud of honey had wrapped around her heart, impossible to melt away.

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When Xi Siyan got home, he finished half a set of competition problems before receiving a text message from Zhou Chengchen: [Xi, I’m home. Thank you for your hood.]

There was even a little smiley face attached at the end.

The corners of Xi Siyan’s lips lifted slightly of their own accord. He looked up toward the window, and his gaze gradually cooled again.

He didn’t like snowy days, but this snowy day didn’t seem so bad.

His mind, which had been running at high speed just now, drifted a little. He remembered that when they’d just walked out of the teaching building, the thick snowflakes had landed on Zhou Chengchen’s hair, stark black and white.

At that time, a couple of snowflakes had fallen on his own face too, icy cold to the bone. He hadn’t even known what he was thinking then; he had just taken off his hood and put it on her.

Back then it felt like he only had one thought in his head: he didn’t want her illness to get worse; he didn’t like seeing her looking listless and wilted.

He liked to see her smile, that bright smile blazing like the midsummer sun.

Xi Siyan raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling vaguely irritable. How could he be thinking about these things? Was now really the time for that?

He stood up and went to the bathroom to splash his face with cold water. Feeling much clearer, he sat back down and continued working through the problems.