If Tong Yao could raise her ears up, they’d probably be high up on her head by now. Quietly, she lifted her chin up from Dabing’s head and took a look at the door-- --Five minutes later, someone knocked on the door. It was 8:55pm. Little Fatty said: “Captain’s back. Tong Yao, go open the door.”
Everybody else was busy with something, except for Tong Yao who was spacing out.
She put Dabing on Lu Sicheng’s chair, then stood up to go to the door.
It was raining cats and dogs outside. When Tong Yao opened the door, the man standing outside the door was soaking wet. He probably had run back from the parking lot. He had one hand in his pocket and his jacket was halfway zipped up…...When the door opened, he saw it was Tong Yao behind the ajar door. He was quiet for a moment then asked: “Why haven’t you changed after coming back? The air conditioning is set low, you’ll catch a cold.”
Tong Yao annoyingly thought: What does that have anything to do with you, crying crocodile tears.
Tong Yao kept her silence and opened the door wider, then she moved to the side-- --To her surprise, the man at the door didn’t come in. He simply lifted up his hand to check the watch on his wrist and reported: “It’s now Beijing time 8:58:30.”
Tong Yao: “......”
Tong Yao couldn’t believe he would still mention the time.
Lu Sicheng: “And your answer is?”
Tong Yao: “I-- --”
Before Tong Yao continued, Lu Sicheng interrupted her. He used his deep voice to speak which was almost swallowed by the sound of the rain: “Think well before you answer.” Tong Yao was confused and with a glance, she noticed that there was something bulging out rather unnaturally at his chest under his jacket……
As she took a closer look, the thing under the jacket moved a bit, then it moved again. Then a furry head of a little kitten came out from the half zipped jacket. The kitten meowed at Tong Yao.
Tong Yao stared at the kitten and stood stiffly at the door, her eyes widened: “......................This is-- --”
“En.” Lu Sicheng said: “Though Qing Dynasty is a little far away, I still successfully brought the kitten back.”
“.........................................”
“Beijing time 8:59:30. If I’m still single 30 seconds later, you won’t have a new kitten to-- --”
Before Lu Sicheng finished his sentence, the person who was standing still originally had opened her arms and thrown herself onto him. She tried with some difficulty to embrace the man who was much taller than herself. Lu Sicheng stopped talking in the middle of his sentence. He could feel the tiny warm nose tip that bumped into his chest.
He slightly squinted his eyes and curved his lips upwards.
Tong Yao: “......”
Tong Yao looked up at the man’s chin: “Why haven’t you hugged me back?”
Lu Sicheng answered with an oh, but before he could make a move, he felt something had been taken from inside his jacket. Tong Yao yanked the little kitten out and pushed him away at the same time-- --Tong Yao backed three steps away and turned around to take a look at everyone in the base as if she was a thief. Everyone was focusing on their own match. No one was looking this way.
Under the warm light of the porch, Tong Yao had a red face with a kitten in her arms.
Lu Sicheng leaned against the door frame, looking at her.
Tong Yao frowned: “What are you looking at.”
He raised his eyebrow: “My kitten and my woman, I can look to my heart’s content.”
“......Who’s your woman. Shut up. What kind of man uses a kitten to get what he wants.”
“All is fair in love and war. Look at that ominous look on your face when you opened the door. Without the kitten, did you think I would get in the door tonight?”
“.......”
An elaborately planned surprise seemed to always win the heart of the woman.