Chapter 67 - Meet And Be Mortified (5/5)

When her hand patted 'Lu Weisheng's head, it was as if she was transported to a different time and place. In her arms, 'Lu Weisheng' was still there, but he was dressed differently. He was in a red robe instead of his black suit. His head was resting on her shoulders, just like at the cafe. Though, it wasn't just his outfit, but there was something off about him. He appeared to be sleeping, but...

Xiong Jingfei put one of her fingers under his nose. She quickly removed it with shaking hands. He is no longer... Before she could finish her thought, the doors to the room was pushed open.

The friend 'Lu Weisheng' brought along was the person who opened those wooden doors. Clearly, it was him. Except he had long hair that was tied up with a red ribbon, and he wore a black robe. Sweats ran down his face, and the back of his black robe was drenched wet. As if he ran day and night to reach them in time.

Somehow, Xiong Jingfei knew he reached them too late.

The black sword he held in hand as if in slow motion, dropped to the ground. It clanged loudly against the stone floor and against her ears. Xiong Jingfei turned her head away from the deafening sound. What was louder than the sword he dropped? It was the sound of his scream in horror as he rushed at them.

He was mouthing something as he ran towards them, but she couldn't hear what he was trying to say. Then he screamed again in agony, "Ahhh!"

Xiong Jingfei blinked. That was all she saw and heard. She woke up from her daydreaming due to 'Lu Weisheng' friend screaming his head off in the cafe. Exactly like what she heard, but the screaming him in front of her seems to be for a different situation.

So, at this moment, they both stared at each other and tried connecting the pieces. Lu Weisheng has two memories to connect, meanwhile she had many.

Is Ai trying to tell her something? Xiong Jingfei thought to herself. Is Ai purposely putting faces of people Xiong Jingfei interacted with in real life into her dream? Or, do these people have something to do with Ai? Both of these questions were a possibility to Xiong Jingfei's theory. Sadly, she doesn't have much to go off with as of now.

On the other hand, Lu Weisheng gave up eating the rest of his cake. Maybe it was the cake that was making him see "things." At this point, he was afraid to blink or eat anything in case he may get transfer to a different time and cannot come back. He was also not going to accept that he was probably going crazy. With those thoughts in mind, he pushed the plate away from him.

Lu Weisheng tried returning back to the conversation they were having before getting cut off. He wanted to forget what he saw, but it was hard seeing having the perpetrator sitting right across from him.

"Heh, so where were we at?" Lu Weisheng tried smiling naturally. Then acting as if he remembered, he nodded his head. "Ah, that's right. My name!"

Yang Zheyan eyes flickered in Lu Weisheng's direction. What is he up to? Definitely up to no good!

Lu Weisheng smiled at him then at Xiong Jingfei, though he couldn't help but shuddered. Preparing himself, he opened his mouth. He made sure to pronounce each word clearly and slowly, "My. Name. Is... Yang. Zheyan."

What! This was both their reaction at the same time.

Xiong Jingfei immediately pushed Yang Zheyan's head off her shoulder.

Yang Zheyan didn't bother to struggle. Being, he was too shocked to even react like her. But being unprepared, his head hit the tabletop with a loud bam. Under the table, his hands clenched into a tight fist. He was right! Lu Weisheng was not here to meet Xiong Jingfei, but to stir up trouble! He lifted his head from the table, and under his breath, he muttered, "Lu. Weisheng!"

Xiong Jingfei completely missed the words coming out of Yang Zheyan's mouth. She was trying to absorb what the fake Yang Zheyan just said.

She quickly picked up her pen and wrote on her tablet, 'Please repeat!'

Lu Weisheng laughed, enjoying Yang Zheyan's death glare. Hah, this is what he gets for using my name and kicking me three times!

"Yang Zheyan," Lu Weisheng repeated with patience in his voice. "I am Yang Zheyan. I can repeat as many times as you want to hear it~."

Lu Weisheng then proceeds to continue by leaning over. He beckoned his hand to have Xiong Jingfei do the same, so their next conversation can only be heard between the three of them. Xiong Jingfei did as told, and there was no need for Yang Zheyan to lean over as his head was already lying on top of the table. "I'm your fiancee, Yang Zheyan."

Lu Weisheng pulled back and leaned back on his chair. He couldn't even hold back his laughter. He laughed with such happiness that his eyes were almost curving downward like half-moons.

While Xiong Jingfei couldn't move at all. She felt like someone had just poured a bucket of ice water on top of her. Many thoughts were going through her head. That means the 'Lu Weisheng' sitting next to her... Who touched her hand, announced shameless things in front of her fiancee, and rested his head on her shoulder...

Her mouth dropped, looking at the real Yang Zheyan in horror. She slept with her fiancee cousin! What the f***!

Xiong Jingfei covered her face with her hands. She had her suspicions not long after he dropped her off. There should only be one family with the last name Lu in Sinwang City, and related to Yang Zheyan's family. Except, she didn't think her suspicions would actually be right!

Xiong Jingfei looked at the real Yang Zheyan and back at the fake Yang Zheyan. One of them had on the biggest smile as if it was the happiest day he was alive. The other one, she was rather familiar with, had on no smile but held wa hint of anger in his eyes.

Oh gosh... How did it come to this? A simple meet and give her drawing back. It became a meet and be mortified.

What in the world did she get herself into!