Sweet Wife in My Arms Chapter 43

Chapter 43: Picking Up A Kitten

But actually, they were not strangers, they even knew each other for a long time.

Yan Huan wrapped herself tighter in her wet clothes, dropping her eyes. She was waiting, waiting til the rain stopped, waiting til the wind stopped, waiting til he left.

Memory lets one relive certain moments. Time gives a limitation to promises, and the limitation is an instantaneous moment. If you want, it could last forever; if not, you could also say it was just a lie.

She reached her hand out to touch the raindrops trickling outside. The drips started to chill her fingertips, tock tock, tock tock, like a song without rhythm.

In the stream of time, she was really grown up. She knew who could be trusted and who couldn’t, she knew who could be loved and who couldn’t.

In the distance, the weather suddenly started to clear up. And the slightest glimmer of light dazzled her.

The man folded up the umbrella and left with long strides. His feet were on the ground and the water splashed, wetting his shoes. But he still kept his steady pace without any pause.

Lu Yi.

What you are like, actually?

Yan Huan lowered her head and stroked the little kitten in her arms. You fed stray cats. You held an umbrella for a soaked woman without any words.

It was said that the man was heartless and affectionless. But why, until now, did she find that sometimes only the affectionless man would help her unconditionally?

At that moment, she caught a whiff of the fragrance of ceiba and redbud. Then someone told her he had found heaven. But why did she think that she would go to hell?

“Meow…” The kitten in her arms gave a soft cry and then licked her fingers.

“Yes, we’ll go back home now.” Yan Huan stroked its head that was as small as a walnut. “We can eat there.” A cold wind was blowing, and she gave an involuntary shudder, clasping the kitten close to her bosom as she ran home.

When she opened the door in wet clothes, Yi Ling was so shocked she could not say anything for a while.

“What happened to you?” Yi Ling pointed toward Yan Huan, who was totally soaked, almost jumping with shock, ” You went swimming? Diving? Or did you have a water gun fight?”

“I was just in the rain for a little while. I’m OK.” Yan Huan took off her shoes and entered the room. She couldn’t wear those shoes again, they were too wet. But she didn’t own too many shoes. She remembered that she was in serious circumstances at present. She really wanted to be famous more quickly to improve their life quality.

She cupped the kitten in her arms carefully and put it in Yi Ling’s arms, “Dry it, please. I need to change clothes. It’s too small to be bathed. Just make it dry.”

Yi Ling held the little guy in her hands carefully, like it was a bomb.

“Huanhuan, where did you get it?” She almost didn’t dare to do anything with it. How to deal with it? Will it die because of something she does? Yi Ling was quite a tomboy.

“I found it up on the road.” Yan Huan went into the tiny bathroom. The water was so icy at first that she dodged the stream. After a while, the water became warmer.

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