Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

799 Under the colorful lights of fireworks

His words washed over relief in her heart. “Thank you, Yating. I…I do believe I don’t need validation from others. Nobody should. Others don’t have a place in your relationship. It’s very personal, after all.”

Yating nodded.

Chyou twiddled with the ice cream spoon in the cup. “But sometimes I feel Yin doesn’t feel the same way.”

Yating blinked his eyes, taken aback. “You think he feels he needs to prove himself? But he confessed to you publicly. He wouldn’t have done that if he didn’t have confidence in himself.”

“I thought so too. But lately…”

Chyou failed to find the proper words. In the end, she chose to keep it to herself and smiled it off. “It’s nothing.”

He almost parted his lips to say something but held it back. Below the table, he softly clenched his fist. He blinked and lowered his gaze.

Why does it feel…weird?

Yating didn’t know why but a tinge of discomfort spread in his heart. Or maybe he knew.

He looked at Chyou, who slowly continued to finish her ice cream. Her lips held a happy smile but the same didn’t reflect in her eyes. Chyou wasn’t ready to share that reason either.

He averted his gaze awkwardly. He recalled how comfortable and at ease he felt when he had talked to her about his past with Ma Dong. He thought he wouldn’t be able to. But when she stood before him with concern and understanding in her beautiful eyes, it was as if a mysterious force easily compelled him to talk out his heart to her. It felt so very natural.

Now something was troubling Chyou, but she couldn’t find herself to express her concerns to him like he did.

That feeling pricked his heart akin to small thorns. He inwardly laughed it off.

Of course she wouldn’t tell me. We are just friends. It’s not like we became super close or something…

His own thoughts stabbed his heart painfully.

I should just stop thinking, he closed his eyes.

“I am done!” She chirped.

He smiled. “Shall we go then?”

“Yeah-”

“Oh you won’t be going to the fireworks festival?” The young attendant from before called out.

11:35

Chyou blinked. “There is going to be a fireworks festival?”

“Yes! In fact, we staff here are logging off from our shift early to watch it,” she grinned. “It’s gonna be so beautiful! It’s just around the corner where that lake is.”

Her face brightened. “That will be so awesome! Yating, Yating, let’s go! Please, please!”

He shook his head. “You didn’t have to plead so much. I would have taken you there anyway.”

“Aish, you understand my heart so well~”

His gaze flickered.

…Not nearly enough.

—

The lake was at a short distance from the ice cream parlor so they lazily walked till there only to find that quite a bit of a crowd was already present. Chyou adjusted her glasses and scarf and acted like one of them. They somehow squeezed their way to get a place near the railing at the front row to get a clear view.

At the other end of the lake, the organizers were almost ready with launching the fireworks. An orange light lit at a distance and an explosive sound erupted in the air as the firecracker flew high up in the sky.

At the very top of the blanket of the night sky, it exploded into beautiful colors that shone their light upon the lake and everybody admiring it. Suddenly, the sky wasn’t black any longer. Instead, red, violet, blue, yellow, green – every single color glittered and sparkled in the sky as if lighting it like a Christmas tree. The back to back explosions blanketed the entire sky with its dazzle and luster.

“So pretty…”

Chyou whispered, dazed and lost in the beauty of the fireworks.

Yating’s gaze was transfixed at the dancing fireworks just like Chyou. It was as if all the unease from before melted before this beautiful sight before him.

He glanced at his side and saw Chyou admiring the view. The reflection of the captivating fireworks colors shone in her mesmerizing eyes. Her lips curled themselves into a blissful smile.

Yating slightly coughed, feeling his throat go dry. His heart pounded loudly in his chest like a sweet delirium. He felt like his chest hurt yet it wasn’t painful in the least.

His daze broke as Chyou was pushed to his side as the crowd increased. His eyes widened and his body stiffened for a moment. Her shoulder and back lightly pressed on his chest, making his breath stop.

Why the hell am I feeling breathless? We had walked here, not run like a marathon.

He then noticed a man standing beside Chyou, who had come with his own group of friends. He kept pushing Chyou because of the crowd’s wave and in turn, she was pushed to Yating’s side. He looked at his right side and saw that an all girl group of college students were standing, cheering and squealing.

He promptly walked behind Chyou and took his place at her left side, making her stand beside the girls’ group.

Chyou asked, confused. “Did we just switch places?”

He smiled. “It will be more comfortable to stand over here.”

She blinked twice and then came to notice the man and his group beside Yating. Yating now faced the momentum of their pushes, but he looked unfazed. His body was sturdy enough to take it. To her right was the girls’ group.

She immediately realized his intentions and felt at a loss for words. “…Thank you.”

“No problem.”

“I think any other woman would have fallen head in heels for you at this moment.”

His black eyes bored into hers that made her heart almost stop beating for some unknown reason.

She saw him part his lips and he said something. But his words got drowned into the blasting sound of another firework shattering in the sky. A new wave of colors detonated high above. Yating and Chyou weren’t looking at the sky but at each other instead.

“…Wh-What did you say?”

Yating let out a chuckle. “Nothing.”

He turned to gaze at the sky again but Chyou didn’t.

Instead her body trembled and her black orbs stared unblinkingly at Yating.

Years ago, she took up the role of a translator for one of her movies who could understand hand gestures and lip movement. She had taken classes back then so as to truly understand her character and bring authenticity to it.

She couldn’t hear what Yating had said but her training kicked in at the moment and she naturally read his lips that said,

‘What if I want that woman to be you?’

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His words washed over relief in her heart. “Thank you, Yating. I…I do believe I don’t need validation from others. Nobody should. Others don’t have a place in your relationship. It’s very personal, after all.”

Yating nodded.

Chyou twiddled with the ice cream spoon in the cup. “But sometimes I feel Yin doesn’t feel the same way.”

Yating blinked his eyes, taken aback. “You think he feels he needs to prove himself? But he confessed to you publicly. He wouldn’t have done that if he didn’t have confidence in himself.”

“I thought so too. But lately…”

Chyou failed to find the proper words. In the end, she chose to keep it to herself and smiled it off. “It’s nothing.”

He almost parted his lips to say something but held it back. Below the table, he softly clenched his fist. He blinked and lowered his gaze.

Why does it feel…weird?

Yating didn’t know why but a tinge of discomfort spread in his heart. Or maybe he knew.

He looked at Chyou, who slowly continued to finish her ice cream. Her lips held a happy smile but the same didn’t reflect in her eyes. Chyou wasn’t ready to share that reason either.

He averted his gaze awkwardly. He recalled how comfortable and at ease he felt when he had talked to her about his past with Ma Dong. He thought he wouldn’t be able to. But when she stood before him with concern and understanding in her beautiful eyes, it was as if a mysterious force easily compelled him to talk out his heart to her. It felt so very natural.

Now something was troubling Chyou, but she couldn’t find herself to express her concerns to him like he did.

That feeling pricked his heart akin to small thorns. He inwardly laughed it off.

Of course she wouldn’t tell me. We are just friends. It’s not like we became super close or something…

His own thoughts stabbed his heart painfully.

I should just stop thinking, he closed his eyes.

“I am done!” She chirped.

He smiled. “Shall we go then?”

“Yeah-”

“Oh you won’t be going to the fireworks festival?” The young attendant from before called out.

11:35

Chyou blinked. “There is going to be a fireworks festival?” .

“Yes! In fact, we staff here are logging off from our shift early to watch it,” she grinned. “It’s gonna be so beautiful! It’s just around the corner where that lake is.”

Her face brightened. “That will be so awesome! Yating, Yating, let’s go! Please, please!”

He shook his head. “You didn’t have to plead so much. I would have taken you there anyway.”

“Aish, you understand my heart so well~”

His gaze flickered.

…Not nearly enough.

—

The lake was at a short distance from the ice cream parlor so they lazily walked till there only to find that quite a bit of a crowd was already present. Chyou adjusted her glasses and scarf and acted like one of them. They somehow squeezed their way to get a place near the railing at the front row to get a clear view.

At the other end of the lake, the organizers were almost ready with launching the fireworks. An orange light lit at a distance and an explosive sound erupted in the air as the firecracker flew high up in the sky.

At the very top of the blanket of the night sky, it exploded into beautiful colors that shone their light upon the lake and everybody admiring it. Suddenly, the sky wasn’t black any longer. Instead, red, violet, blue, yellow, green – every single color glittered and sparkled in the sky as if lighting it like a Christmas tree. The back to back explosions blanketed the entire sky with its dazzle and luster.

“So pretty…”

Chyou whispered, dazed and lost in the beauty of the fireworks.

Yating’s gaze was transfixed at the dancing fireworks just like Chyou. It was as if all the unease from before melted before this beautiful sight before him.

He glanced at his side and saw Chyou admiring the view. The reflection of the captivating fireworks colors shone in her mesmerizing eyes. Her lips curled themselves into a blissful smile.

Yating slightly coughed, feeling his throat go dry. His heart pounded loudly in his chest like a sweet delirium. He felt like his chest hurt yet it wasn’t painful in the least.

His daze broke as Chyou was pushed to his side as the crowd increased. His eyes widened and his body stiffened for a moment. Her shoulder and back lightly pressed on his chest, making his breath stop.

Why the hell am I feeling breathless? We had walked here, not run like a marathon.

He then noticed a man standing beside Chyou, who had come with his own group of friends. He kept pushing Chyou because of the crowd’s wave and in turn, she was pushed to Yating’s side. He looked at his right side and saw that an all girl group of college students were standing, cheering and squealing.

He promptly walked behind Chyou and took his place at her left side, making her stand beside the girls’ group.

Chyou asked, confused. “Did we just switch places?”

He smiled. “It will be more comfortable to stand over here.”

She blinked twice and then came to notice the man and his group beside Yating. Yating now faced the momentum of their pushes, but he looked unfazed. His body was sturdy enough to take it. To her right was the girls’ group.

She immediately realized his intentions and felt at a loss for words. “…Thank you.”

“No problem.”

“I think any other woman would have fallen head in heels for you at this moment.”

His black eyes bored into hers that made her heart almost stop beating for some unknown reason.

She saw him part his lips and he said something. But his words got drowned into the blasting sound of another firework shattering in the sky. A new wave of colors detonated high above. Yating and Chyou weren’t looking at the sky but at each other instead.

“…Wh-What did you say?”

Yating let out a chuckle. “Nothing.”

He turned to gaze at the sky again but Chyou didn’t.

Instead her body trembled and her black orbs stared unblinkingly at Yating.

Years ago, she took up the role of a translator for one of her movies who could understand hand gestures and lip movement. She had taken classes back then so as to truly understand her character and bring authenticity to it.

She couldn’t hear what Yating had said but her training kicked in at the moment and she naturally read his lips that said,

‘What if I want that woman to be you?’

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