Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin

She said, "I have to finish reviewing the documents today, probably won’t be out until about 5:30."

Although she did not directly agree to go to dinner with Han Yu, the implication was there, she had agreed.

For Han Yu, it was like a dream, and even after waking up, he knew why Xie Weiyue had agreed, but he was still willing.

"Then I’ll come and wait for you at five," he said immediately.

"No need to come so early," Xie Weiyue said lightly, "You know why I agreed to meet you, don’t you?"

Han Yu was stunned for a moment, then said calmly, "I know."

Xie Weiyue was taken aback, "You know and still..."

Over the phone, Han Yu’s voice was so firm, "I know, I know everything, but no matter what you think of me, I accept it willingly."

Hearing this, Xie Weiyue felt a twinge of guilt.

She had agreed only because she knew about Shang Hexing’s marriage and couldn’t find a way to release her pain, using it as an excuse to brush off the matter, wanting also for Han Yu to let go.

But Han Yu was so sincere, it made her feel ashamed.

"Weiyue," Han Yu’s voice came through, "I promise that when you come out at 5:30, you will definitely see me."

"Okay," Xie Weiyue said distractedly, and hung up the phone.

Although she didn’t take it seriously, there was a faint sense of anticipation in her heart. She suppressed this anticipation and continued to review the documents.

In a flash, it was 5:20 in the afternoon.

Having finished her work, Xie Weiyue could have left at five, but recalling her conversation with Han Yu that morning, she intentionally dawdled for a few minutes.

When she came out of the prosecutor’s office, she didn’t see Han Yu anywhere.

She mocked herself with a twisted lip, turned to go to the parking garage to get her car, but as she turned, a bunch of lavender suddenly appeared in front of her.

It wasn’t a very large bunch of lavender, just a few stems, with no visible wrapping on the stalks and leaves, only a well-defined hand holding them.

Xie Weiyue was stunned for a moment, until that casual voice came through, "Picked from the roadside, for you."

Xie Weiyue looked past the bunch of lavender to see the young man behind it, grinning with an obvious tiger tooth, his handsome face still boyish, but so tall she had to look up at him.

After a long moment, she came back to her senses and pushed away the lavender in front of her, "I’m a very pragmatic person, how could you have the nerve to give me lavender picked from the roadside."

Hearing this, Han Yu immediately became nervous, "I actually bought a lot of roses, but I was afraid you’d find them tacky, so I picked a bunch of lavender from the roadside instead."

Xie Weiyue asked, "What makes you think you can define my tastes?"

Han Yu couldn’t see any anger on Xie Weiyue’s face, but his intuition told him that she was annoyed. Worried that his kind gesture had backfired, Han Yu felt somewhat flustered, "Sister Weiyue I..."

Xie Weiyue cut him off, "Let’s go have dinner."

"Oh, okay, the car is this way." Han Yu gripped the bunch of lavender and went ahead, then waved to Xie Weiyue.

Xie Weiyue walked over and saw Han Yu standing by the car door, not helping her to open it, the annoyance in her heart lessened a bit, and she said with a resigned laugh, "You really have no experience in chasing girls."

After saying that, Xie Weiyue opened the car door herself.

Expecting Han Yu was just clueless about these courtship formalities, Xie Weiyue was stunned when she opened the passenger side door.

The passenger seat, backrest, and the inside of the car door on both sides were filled with red roses.

Xie Weiyue caught her breath, turned her head to look at Han Yu.

There he was, with one hand propped on the car door frame, grinning triumphantly, "Do you like it?"

Xie Weiyue’s expression was slightly uncomfortable as she turned her head away, "Childish."

Having said that, she then got into the car.

The interior of the car had already been filled with the fragrance of roses. Xie Weiyue had only seen such scenes online, and now she was experiencing it for the first time herself. Her feelings at the moment were indescribably complex and... delicate.

Han Yu didn’t rush to close the car door. He bent down and placed the bundle of lavender, which had been previously scorned, in front of Xie Weiyue, "This bundle is yours too."

Xie Weiyue didn’t accept it, "I don’t want it."

Han Yu just smiled, didn’t say anything, and with the bundle of lavender in hand, walked around the car and entered from the other side.

He didn’t throw away the lavender but placed it on the dashboard. Before starting the car, he swiped on the screen of the dashboard—Xie Weiyue thought he was going to play some music, but he actually started playing a stand-up comedy show.

She was somewhat resistant.

But as she listened along the way, she unexpectedly found it interesting and laughed several times during the trip.

Right before the comedic show was about to end, the conclusion mentioned giving lavender. The protagonist said, "The fragrance of lavender can soothe tension, calm your mood, and help you look forward to a beautiful future."

A round of applause erupted.

Upon hearing this, Xie Weiyue couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

At that moment, another protagonist said, "Let me tell you a secret, the language of lavender flowers means waiting for love."

As the words fell, a wave of applause mixed with a burst of loud noise rose up, making a perfect curtain call.

Xie Weiyue turned her head to look at Han Yu, whose mouth was almost splitting to the back of his head, trying to hold back laughter.

"I had no idea you were this scheming, everything is so coherent," she was astonished.

Han Yu’s smile was brilliant, "No, I looked it up online."

Xie Weiyue replied directly, "I won’t give you a chance."

She knew what was to come next, Han Yu might become sad, but to her surprise, he did not; the smile didn’t lessen in the slightest, "It’s okay, the meaning of waiting for love is that I can wait."

Xie Weiyue also curved her lips, "Then you wait slowly."

As Han Yu drove, he glanced at Xie Weiyue, "I will definitely wait until it comes."

-

Two months later, it was just the beginning of winter.

Three good things occurred.

The first matter was that the company Wen Zhi had established in Haimarket had officially started operating smoothly, and she had gone from a newbie with no insight into business to a fresh face in the business world.

The other two good things came from two phone calls Wen Zhi received early in the morning.

The first call was from Han Yu, who always kept in touch with her.

After answering the call, the usually talkative Han Yu rather arrogantly got straight to the point, "Young Master is off the market now."

Wen Zhi: ?

The atmosphere on the phone was silent for over a minute. Han Yu couldn’t wait for Wen Zhi to ask and got anxious first, "Why don’t you ask?"

Wen Zhi, "Even if I don’t ask, you’d tell me anyway."

Han Yu: "..."

When it came to holding back, Wen Zhi had never lost, especially after the months of experience with Nian Xun, her growth was visibly evident.