The Deepest, Most Repressed Secret (9)

  She actually forgot to bring money! Just came home and changed into a jacket, the wet jacket's pocket had money that was forgotten to be taken out!

  Lucy Yang rummaged through all the pockets on her body, but still didn't have a single penny. She looked at the boss who was wrapping up the food with an embarrassed expression, and repeatedly patted her clothes and pants, but no matter how anxious or hard she tried, her clothes and pants only brought her a chill from being soaked in the rain.

  Lucy Yang thought she was stupid, why did she have to go home and change clothes? Wasn't she still getting wet now? If only she had eaten and then gone home, she wouldn't have ended up in such a humiliating situation.

  "Boss, I'll have a bowl of flat noodles." This familiar voice was very soft, but to Lucas at this time, it was like thunder in his ears.

  It's unclear whether he should be happy or sad, but at this moment, Lucas' heart was filled with mixed emotions, and he just hung his head down, not daring to look up.

  "Xiao Liang is back on vacation? It's been a long time since you've come to eat here!" The boss's voice was surprisingly warm, so warm that Lucy Yang even dared to think that the boss might let her pay later, and maybe even for free.

  But how can I mention such a shameful thing now?

  "I didn't come back home for holidays before, so I haven't been here to eat." Duan Chenliang's light voice did not have the intentional flattery towards elders, but still could be heard with a few more sincere words when speaking to them, unlike the casualness between people of the same age.

  Lucy Yang closed her eyes in despair, thinking that she would only have the courage to speak up after Duan Chenliang finished eating and left.

  But then Duan Chenliang spoke up and added, "Boss, I'll pay for that table's bill too."

  What table?

  Lucy Yang's head jerked up like she had been electrocuted, and she glanced around the shop. Apart from Duan Chenliang and herself, there were no other customers in the store. Lucy Yang seemed to have guessed something, and her face turned suspicious as she met the boss's smiling gaze. The boss smiled warmly at her and nodded towards Duan Chenliang.

  Lucy Yang's heart skipped a beat, and she caught a glimpse of Duan Chenliang turning his head to gaze at her lightly. She instinctively turned away, quickly shifting her gaze from him. Her eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, her heart filled with surprise and delight, but along with the gratitude towards Duan Chenliang, there was also a mix of inexpressible awkwardness and confusion.

  Lucy Yang struggled to calm her fluctuating emotions, but from start to finish, she felt that pair of eyes was still staring at her. She felt a little embarrassed and didn't know where to move her gaze, so under duress, she could only lower her head, her eyes tightly fixed on her own hands clasped together on her lap.

  She has nothing to do with him, why help her?

  It took Lucy Yang a while to get up from her seat, not looking at Duan Chenliang directly. Perhaps the incident happened too suddenly, she couldn't hide her complicated emotions at all, and unknowingly raised her voice: "I will definitely return the five dollars to you! Thank you!"

  Lucy Yang said "thank you" with a loud and clear voice, then she quickly turned around and ran out of the store as if her life depended on it.

  The rain was even heavier now, as if the sky was determined to fight her to the end. The cow hair rain had turned into water droplets that could splash open on the ground. Lu Xi Yang gritted her teeth and stepped forward without hesitation into the rain curtain.

  But who would have thought that at that moment, Lucy's wrist was caught by a warm big hand. At that time, her front foot had already stepped into the rain curtain, and her back foot was still under the eaves. The coldness of the rainwater on her feet immediately spread throughout her body, and she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, so cold that goosebumps broke out all over her skin.

  She maintained this posture until Lucy Yang turned around in surprise, that slender hand was like a bright light, her pupils were excitedly wide open but then suddenly like withered flowers, her eyelids slowly drooped down, and the corners of her eyes gradually revealed a sneering smile.