Kyoto Night Kiss

—Did this man just drive away?

What was the point of him honking his horn frantically to stop her and make her turn around?

Qu Yun sneered in anger. Since her ankle was too painful to walk anyway, she simply sat down on a large rock on the ground and grabbed a foxtail grass, pulling it viciously.

"You dog of a man."

"May you die from exhaustion, on the verge of death, as the sun sets. Next time we meet, I'll definitely cut off your penis so you can only think with your lower body!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the luxury car that had just driven away slowly reversed back.

Qu Yun frowned.

The passenger window slowly rolled down, and Lu Junhe's profile was cold and hard, his tone devoid of any warmth: "Get in."

Qu Yun habitually bit her lower lip.

How come it's already time to meet again?

Her eyes darted around, and she intended to be as arrogant as she had initially planned.

But I'm really afraid that Lu Junhe might step on the gas and leave at any moment.

With a dull ache in her ankle and a cold, strong evening wind, Qu Yun could only suppress her unease and open the car door.

She decided that a good woman wouldn't argue with a dog.

As soon as she got in the car, Qu Yun felt a warm sensation in her waist area.

She moved slightly, pressing herself even closer.

I thought to myself, luxury cars are so much better. As soon as you sit down, the seats are heated, and they heat up in less than a second.

The car was quiet, and Lu Junhe stared straight ahead.

Qu Yun turned her head to look at the street scene flashing past the window, pursing her lips.

Neither of them uttered a word, and they drove on in silence.

The silence was broken by Qu Yun's phone ringing.

This time it really was Cheng Tongzhou who called.

Qu Yun lowered her gaze and pressed the screen-off button, but her phone was still vibrating.

He probably noticed the few times she had looked at him.

Lu Junhe said calmly, "You can answer it."

He didn't seem to care at all.

Qu Yun curled her fingertips, suddenly becoming rebellious.

She deliberately turned around and stared at the man driving the car, saying, "Lu Junhe, if you want me to not answer, then I won't."

The car suddenly stopped.

It turned out we encountered a red light.

Lu Junhe glanced at it, and in the last second before the call was about to automatically hang up, he took the phone from Qu Yun's hand and put it to his ear.

"I'm taking her home."

Qu Yun was startled, looking at the phone that had been tossed back to her. After Cheng Tongzhou fed her several times, she came to her senses and replied, "Yes, it's a colleague."

Cheng Tongzhou smiled gently and considerately, "Is commuting to and from get off work inconvenient? How about I buy you a car?"

"No need, I'm not very good at driving anyway, and I've only driven the hotel car once... Buying another one would be a waste."

The car was unusually quiet.

Cheng Tongzhou's voice still reached Lu Junhe's ears.

He said, "It's okay, I'll help you practice driving when I get back."

The moment the green light turned on, Lu Junhe suddenly slammed on the gas pedal.

Qu Yun leaned back due to inertia, almost dropping her phone.

After she hung up the phone, Lu Junhe said casually, "You're quite skilled at lying now."

When did he become her colleague?

Qu Yun shrugged. "Or maybe it's just that you men are too easy to fool."

"Have you ever lied to me?" Lu Junhe asked subconsciously.

He had something on his mind that had always bothered him, and blurted out, "You used to have a crush on that senior of yours, Song?"

Qu Yun: "No way!"

"I've explained it to you so many times. When he called later, we were still in bed..."

That was the first day of the National Day holiday.

Qu Yun's friends from her high school hometown came to Beijing for a visit and stopped by to have dinner with her, as a way to get together.

Qu Yun pleaded with the man in front of her, "We can go see the movie tomorrow, right? It's rare for my friends to come all this way, and I miss them."

Lu Junhe rubbed his temples. He not only had to turn down the movie, but also a series of surprises he had arranged for the girl.

But looking into her watery eyes, all he could ask was, "No boys?"

"Of course not! I was a very well-behaved student when I was in school, and I only played with girls." Qu Yun knew that he had agreed, and when the man wasn't paying attention, she quickly kissed his Adam's apple.

Qu Yun was still taking photos and reporting them when she was halfway through the meal.

Senior Song arrived at that moment, pulled out the chair next to her, sat down, and said with a smile, "Long time no see."

"Yunyun, I've been accepted by a big company in Beijing, and I'll be able to start my internship this month."

My friend laughed and explained, "I just happened to know, so I asked if Senior Song was free. He used to borrow your notes a lot back then..."

"Qu Yun, you don't mind, do you?"

Qu Yun shook her head. She was too busy thanking them to care about such things.

On my phone, Lu Junhe's message popped up immediately.

"What if a little boy suddenly shows up while we're having dinner?"

Qu Yun was so scared that she started looking for the overhead security camera.

Thinking it best to avoid trouble, she replied no.

Lu Junhe also asked her to film a video to check up on him, but she refused, saying that her friends didn't like to appear in public.

"That's hilarious! Yunyun, did you hear Senior Song say that the person he was interviewing for resigned beforehand...?"

Qu Yun was pulled back to her senses and immersed herself in the dinner party, and she also laughed.

The cost of the meal remained the same as before: one person paid first, and then everyone split the bill.

Senior Song wanted to treat everyone, and as he approached the cashier, he saw a man in a black trench coat. He was tall and strong, with sharp, defined features. At first glance, he exuded an air of prestige.

The cashier pointed at him and said the bill had already been paid.

"Hello, did you pay the wrong bill?" Senior Song asked, taking a step closer.

The man merely lifted his eyelids slightly and said to someone behind him, "Come here."

Senior Song was taken aback.

The next second, Qu Yun ran over, hugged the strange man tightly around the waist, and rubbed her face against his coat: "Why are you here?"

Lu Junhe smelled alcohol and was both angry and helpless: "You've really grown up, you even drink behind my back now."

Several friends were shocked and couldn't believe that Qu Yun was in a relationship.

And he's so incredibly handsome.

Lu Junhe glanced discreetly at the boy who had just spoken to him. Seeing that the boy's gaze was fixed on Qu Yun, he opened his coat and covered Qu Yun's head, then spoke to her friends.

"Since you've come all this way, I've arranged a hotel and a tour guide for you, and all expenses are covered."

Once he got home, Lu Junhe's "true colors" slowly came to light.

He went to take a shower, leaving Qu Yun to air out, without even a hint of a smile on his face: "Go stand against the wall and think about where you went wrong."

However, when he came out of the bathroom, the little girl who should have been sitting quietly in the corner was already fast asleep in bed.

When asked what she wanted to know, she became unhappy: "He's just a senior."

"Ugh, Lu Junhe, you're so noisy..."

Lu Junhe was so angry that he laughed, turned Qu Yun over, and bit her shoulder.

Qu Yun was forced to wake up from her beautiful dream.

This man kept asking her to reflect on her mistakes one minute and to express her current feelings the next; she didn't dare to stop for even a moment.

Lu Junhe held her waist and said, "Weren't you usually so talkative? Why have you stopped now?"

"You were laughing so happily while we were eating, but you're crying in front of me?"

"Qu Yun, shouldn't you call me senior too?"

"Good girl, you called me 'senior,' so where's your boyfriend?"

Qu Yun was really about to cry.

The phone on the bedside table vibrated. Lu Junhe saw the contact name on it, answered it without giving Qu Yun time to react, and then tossed it aside.

Senior Song said, "Yunyun, you're still awake? I'll treat you to something more expensive next time."

"Hmm..." Qu Yun's face was flushed, and she mumbled in a daze, "Senior."

The man on the phone immediately replied, "I'm here."

Lu Junhe sneered, "What the hell are you talking about?"

He hung up the phone in time, preventing the man from hearing any more of Qu Yun's voice.

After that incident, Qu Yun never saw Senior Song again.

Lu Junhe didn't care about Qu Yun's answer. After turning on the turn signal, he said in a low voice, "Forget it, it's no use that you liked her. She's already married."

A rhythmic tapping sound kept echoing inside the car.

Qu Yun suddenly realized: "Lu Junhe, so that person was you."