EBE Chapter 180 Meeting at Guanqian Street
Chapter 180 Meeting at Guanqian Street
Her gaze gently fell on Tu Nan, whose lips were pursed and whose ear tips were slightly red. She then checked the time and said, "Have you been waiting long? I ran into my neighbor when I came out and we chatted for a bit, so I was delayed for a while."
Zhuang Tunan quickly shook his head, rubbing his hands back and forth along the seam of his pants: "No, we agreed on ten o'clock, and I just arrived a little while ago."
"Let's go, your sister and brother are waiting."
Tu Nan quickly waved to his younger siblings: "Xiao Ting, Dong Zhe, Peng Fei, come here quickly!"
They heard the call and immediately ran over.
Xiaoting stared at Zhang Wanshu with wide, curious eyes: "Sister Wanshu, it's been a long time!"
Zhang Wanshu smiled gently and reached out to take Xiaoting's hand lightly: "Long time no see, Xiaoting, Dongzhe, Pengfei, how are you?"
Dongzhe and Pengfei also shouted in unison, "Hello, Sister Zhang!"
Tu Nan and Xiao Ting followed Zhang Wanshu on either side.
Dongzhe and Pengfei walked ahead, occasionally turning back to look around.
Lin Dongzhe blinked, turned his head and asked, "Sister Zhang, do you often come to Guanqian Street?"
Zhang Wanshu gently shook her head, a few strands of hair slipping from her ears: "No, I usually like to stay at home and read books and watch TV with my sister."
Dongzhe excitedly suggested, "Sister Zhang, the Xuanmiao Temple on Guanqian Street is so lively, let's go take a look."
It was during the Lunar New Year period, and Xuanmiao Temple was packed with people, one after another, creating a lively atmosphere.
Looking at the crowded people ahead, Tu Nan quickly called out to Dong Zhe and Peng Fei, who were walking in front, "Dong Zhe, Peng Fei, slow down!"
Xiaoting glanced at Tu Nan and Sister Wanshu, her eyes darting around as if she had thought of something: "Brother, I'll go find them!"
Before Tu Nan could speak, Xiao Ting nimbly squeezed through the crowd and grabbed Dong Zhe and Peng Fei. "Let's go, let Brother Tu Nan and Sister Wan Shu go shopping."
Pengfei and Dongzhe exchanged a glance and smiled knowingly.
It turns out that Pengfei had secretly discussed it with Dongzhe last night, and they planned to create an opportunity for Tunan to spend time alone with Wanshu today.
Dongzhe grabbed Xiaoting and Pengfei's clothes: "Come on, let's go find Brother Yiming over there, then have some noodles before going home!"
After saying that, the three of them ran to the other side of the crowd and quickly disappeared from Tu Nan and Zhang Wanshu's sight.
Tu Nan stood on tiptoe, craned his neck, and looked in the direction Xiao Ting had run off into. It was Chinese New Year, and there were so many people. What if his sister and the others got lost?
Only after seeing Xiaoting successfully reunite with Dongzhe and Pengfei and then head towards Xuanmi Temple did the weight lift from my heart, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Wanshu stood to the side, frowning, and looked at Tu Nan, asking, "There are too many people. Won't your sister and the others get lost?"
Tu Nan's lips curled up slightly. He knew those kids were very clever, and they had money in their pockets, so they should be fine.
"It's alright, they come here often and know the area very well, they won't get lost. There are just too many people here, hold onto my clothes, that way you won't get separated."
As he spoke, he somewhat embarrassedly handed the corner of his shirt to Zhang Wanshu.
Zhang Wanshu's cheeks flushed instantly.
She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and gently tugged at the hem of her clothes, lowering her head as she followed behind Tu Nan.
Fortunately, the scarf around her neck covered most of her face, making it impossible to see her expression.
Zhuang Tunan, who was walking ahead, felt his heart pounding like a deer.
He couldn't help but turn around and steal a glance at the beautiful, quiet girl following behind him, who seemed to have stepped out of a painting.
Just like what Jia Baoyu said when he first met Lin Daiyu in "Dream of the Red Chamber": "I feel like I've seen this younger sister before. It's so strange, as if I've seen her somewhere before. She looks so familiar."
There are all sorts of female classmates in high school and college, but Zhang Wanshu is the first one who makes him blush and his heart race just by looking at her.
It was a wonderful feeling, like a destined encounter, yet tinged with a touch of innocent shyness.
Zhang Wanshu noticed Tu Nan's subtle movements and asked softly, "Why do you keep turning around?"
Zhuang Tunan snapped back to reality as if someone had exposed his secret thoughts.
Suddenly, the book "Lady Chatterley's Lover," which he had borrowed by chance from a street stall, flashed through his mind. At this moment, he felt just like Connie in the book when she met the forester of the manor, his heart filled with panic and excitement.
He stammered, his eyes darting away. "No, I wasn't looking at anything!"
Just then, Zhang Wanshu's scarf began to slowly slide down.
Tu Nan subconsciously reached out, still tightly clutching a corner of the scarf in his hand, and carefully rewound it for her. His fingers inadvertently touched her hair, and the gentle touch made his heart beat even faster.
Zhang Wanshu stopped and quietly looked at the boy who was helping her tie her scarf.
She could clearly hear her heart pounding.
Tu Nan then realized that his actions seemed a bit too intimate and rash, and his palms were sweating nervously.
I braced myself and tried to make my movements appear as natural as possible as I carefully tied the scarf.
"It's cold, your face will hurt if the wind blows on it."
After saying that, he quickly turned around, his back to Zhang Wanshu, and took deep breaths to calm himself down.
Zhang Wanshu noticed the swaying of his shoulders and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
It turned out that he was just as nervous and excited as I was.
Hearing Zhang Wanshu's laughter, Tu Nan turned his head and looked at her face, which was smiling as brightly as a flower. He couldn't help but laugh along with her.
Zhang Wanshu blushed, somewhat embarrassed: "I don't know where Xiaoting and the others went. Let's go look for them."
"They may have gone ahead."
Their eyes met again, and everything was understood without words. This is perhaps the most beautiful aspect of young love.
Without uttering a single word, it "captures the essence of elegance without writing a single word."
When they finally arrived at the Xuanmiao Temple.
This is hardly a place to see the sights. As far as the eye can see, it's a sea of people, so densely packed that all you can see are dark heads and hair.
Zhuang Tunan never expected so many people to gather here today.
Four rows of individual tailors stood neatly arranged to one side, busily working on the jobs they had taken on.
"Zhang Wanshu, stay close to me!"
After taking only two steps, he suddenly felt the hem of his clothes lose its grip.
He hurriedly turned around and saw that Zhang Wanshu had been separated from him by the crowd by several meters.
Zhuang Tunan took a deep breath, and then struggled to push his way forward through the crowd.
"Zhang Wanshu!"
"Zhuang Tunan!"
After Zhuang Tunan squeezed his way to Zhang Wanshu's side, he reached out and grabbed her hand.
That hand was small and soft.
"There are too many people here, let's go outside."
Zhang Wanshu's cheeks instantly turned hot as she felt Zhuang Tunan's warm, slightly damp hand tightly gripping hers.