Chapter 1007: A Day of Separation Is As Long As Three Autumns

Chapter 1009: A Day of Separation Is As Long As Three Autumns

Upon seeing the man walk over, Ling Sheng suddenly felt as though a lifetime had already passed. Actually, if she did the math, the time in this dimension hadn’t passed much, but when she was asleep, she had been on the other side for five whole days. In the last three days, she had been with him for almost every minute.

It was very magical. He was obviously the same person, but the Third Master over there gave her a different feeling from the one here.

Jun Shiyan walked in front of her. Upon seeing the young lady stare at him in a foolish daze the whole time, he smiled and asked, “Why? Haven’t you seen me before?”

Ling Sheng’s imagination suddenly ran wild. If he were the Third Master in the other dimension, perhaps he would have said, “Do you know what ‘a day of separation is as long as three autumns[1]’ feels like now?” After imagining it, she could not help but laugh out loud. She nodded vigorously. “Yes.”

Jun Shiyan let out a low laugh and gave her the cotton candy. His thin lips moved slightly as he said, “If one day apart feels like three years[2], in that case, we’ve already been separated for nine years.”

That night, he had agreed on fetching her for the interview the next day. However, something had cropped up at the last minute, so he had gone overseas overnight. He had only gotten off the plane this evening and came to see her without making a pit stop anywhere.

Ling Sheng deeply felt that she could be a clairvoyant now. Upon seeing the man’s handsome face right in front of her, a perverted thought suddenly sprouted in her mind. She really wanted to pounce into his embrace, hug and kiss him.

However, they were in a grand square. There were all kinds of people here. Her grandparents were dancing by the side too. She had to control herself. Restraint.

Jun Shiyan clearly captured the excitement in the young lady’s eyes, as well as a flash of disappointment. When he saw her bite on her red lips, his throat felt strangely dry and itchy. His Adam’s apple could not help but roll up and down. In the end, he still couldn’t resist hugging her gently and asking, “Did you miss me?”

Ling Sheng nodded vigorously and hummed, before shaking her head. In a small voice, she said, “No!”

Jun Shiyan smiled faintly and his voice was slightly hoarse as he also hummed in acknowledgment. “Little liar, I’ve missed you.”

Xiaoqi could no longer wait and he went to show his cotton candy to the other children. His father had bought it for him.

Ling Sheng sat on a long bench and ate the cotton candy. From time to time, she would glance at the man beside her and pinch some cotton candy to feed him.

Jun Shiyan had bought some chestnuts roasted with sugar at the entrance of the district. His young lady liked them a lot. He peeled the chestnuts and fed them to her one by one. “Why are Grandpa and Grandma here for square dancing?”

In a call, Xiaoqi had told him that his grandpa was very sure that he was too good to associate himself with these old people who were dancing in the square.

“In the few nearby districts, they organized some sort of dance competition for ballroom dancing. My grandma is an honorary dance instructor, so she came to guide them in dancing.” Ling Sheng grinned and told him everything. She even secretly reached out to poke the back of his hand and asked, “Say, don’t you think my grandpa is super funny? My grandpa was sulking at home by himself because he was jealous.”

“If you come out to dance with others in the future, I’ll sulk and be jealous too.” Jun Shiyan looked at the young lady’s unbelievably adorable eyes and said, “I’ll definitely be even angrier than Grandpa.”

Ling Sheng pouted and sniffed. “Are you men all so petty?”

“Yes,” Jun Shiyan answered in a low voice. “You’re not allowed to dance with other men.”

Ling Sheng dangled her feet and made a face at him. “Who knows what will happen in the future? Perhaps you won’t love me this much by then. I won’t love you this much either. Let’s each have our own fun.”

Jun Shiyan’s eyes turned frosty abruptly as he pulled the young lady back. In a deep voice, he said, “Take back what you just said.”

That definitely wouldn’t happen. In this life, next life, and their next next life, he, Jun Shiyan, would only like her.

Ling Sheng looked at the man’s severe, handsome face and beamed. “Are you angry? I was joking.”

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“You’re not allowed to crack such jokes either.” Jun Shiyan locked eyes with her seriously. “Don’t speak such nonsense in the future.”

Ling Sheng nodded hurriedly, opened her mouth and bit into the chestnut he had delivered to her lips. She mumbled incoherently, “Okay, I understand.”

When Su Xiyin and Huo Xiao came over, Ling Sheng was already full. She had even eaten all the cotton candy.

Xiaoqi couldn’t bear to eat his cotton candy. It was still intact because he hadn’t eaten anything.

Upon seeing her son run back, Ling Sheng smiled and cajoled, “Little Master, your teeth will rot if you eat cotton candy. If you aren’t eating the cotton candy, give it to me!”

Su Xiyin happened to return at this time and tapped her forehead in exasperation. “Why didn’t you give your own to Xiaoqi? Xiaoqi didn’t eat it because he can’t bear to. Do you think he’s as greedy as you?”

Surprisingly, Xiaoqi wasn’t stingy at all. After thinking for a while, he reluctantly gave her the cotton candy. “Mommy, eat it. Xiaoqi won’t eat it.”

“Xiaoqi, eat. Your mother’s bluffing. We check our teeth regularly. Xiaoqi doesn’t have any tooth decay,” Su Xiyin smiled lovingly. Look, look. Even the son was more sensible than his mother. How could she snatch her son’s food? What a little good-for-nothing[3].

Huo Xiao said, “Isn’t it just cotton candy? Just buy more if you want. Can our family not afford a stick of cotton candy? We can buy as many as you want.”

Then, he even glared at Jun Shiyan. Why didn’t he think to buy more cotton candy? Look at how stingy he is.

Jun Shiyan hurriedly apologized. “Grandpa, you’re right. I’ll get An Yan to go and buy more immediately.”

Huo Xiao let out a snort. He wasn’t fond of him, so he turned around and walked ahead of them.

Ling Sheng beamed at Jun Shiyan and secretly pointed at Grandpa. She shot him a meaningful look. Look at Grandpa’s temper. It’s exactly the same as her father’s.

Jun Shiyan smiled as well and exchanged looks with her. How could he possibly get angry with Grandpa?

When they reached the apartment building and were about to enter the door…

Huo Xiao turned his head to look at Jun Shiyan. “Why are you following us? Get lost!”

Su Xiyin pinched him. What is he saying? It wasn’t easy for the child to drop by. Look at his attitude. It was all thanks to Ah Yan’s easy temperament. If it had been anyone else, they would have turned around and left. She smiled lovingly. “Ah Yan, come up and have some tea. Don’t listen to your grandpa. He’s just foul-mouthed.”

Jun Shiyan acknowledged with a hum. “Thank you, Grandma. I know.”

Huo Xiao let out a snort, not daring to defy his wife. He let out another snort grudgingly, but walked away without scolding Jun Shiyan anymore.

Su Xiyin sighed helplessly in her heart and held his arm as they walked forward.

An Yan was quick and had already returned. He had bought a lot of cotton candy and got one in each of the various shapes. He was afraid that they would get all stuck together and would not be easy to hold, so he clipped them between his fingers.

Su Xiyin turned around and glared at Huo Xiao. She took a few from An Yan and passed him two. However, his face remained sullen and he didn’t accept them. She scolded him in a low voice angrily, “You told him to buy them. Hurry up and take them.”

[1] This is a Chinese expression to describe the longing and eagerness between lovers or the wistfulness for mentors and good friends.

[2] Another way of expressing the same proverb ‘a day of separation is as long as three autumns’. This phrasing fits more smoothly into the sentence.

[3] This is said in an affectionate manner.