The idea of secretly abandoning a classmate on the street after they'd gotten drunk at a group dinner could actually happen among adults. Chen Nianqian, the one they'd deliberately left behind, wasn't really drunk. Her face was so red because she was sick.
Chen Nianqian couldn't be bothered to call them out. As soon as they left, she turned and headed to the river. The breeze and the lights made her features glow with vivid color.
A gentle voice came from behind her.
"If you're sick, you shouldn't be standing in the wind."
"And you shouldn't drink, either."
What a busybody.
Thinking this, Chen Nianqian didn't even turn around. She replied sarcastically, "I can't do this, I can't do that. How about I go home with you to get out of the wind and have some congee? Would that be okay?"
Apparently stung by her sharp tongue, the voice fell silent.
After a while, it spoke again.
"I live just across the river. Can you make it home by yourself?"
Chen Nianqian: ...
What kind of saint was this?
A lunatic.
Chen Nianqian finally turned around to look at the saint. Then, caught off guard, she met a gaze full of sincere concern. In the cooling autumn weather, she found herself wrapped in a warm spring breeze.
For a fleeting moment, she lost herself. Then she awkwardly looked away and staggered off from the riverbank.
*
Qin Zhimian had watched a girl for many years, quietly keeping her in her heart. One day, she finally worked up the courage to approach her.
And got insulted.
Reading Guide: Aloof and sharp-tongued × gentle and accepting, age gap, a sweet story of healing.
Theme: Make peace with the world through kindness.
