You Are My Unforgettable Love

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

Qiao Lian wandered around the shopping malls for a while until her cell phone rang again.

Looking down, she glanced at the phone and realized it was Shen Liangchuan.

She hesitated for a while before picking up the call. However, the moment the call was connected, she was suddenly at a loss of what to say.

After approximately two seconds of silence, he asked, "Where are you?"

At that moment, his deep and pleasing voice resounded in her ears. However, she could sense a tinge of blatant coldness in it over the phone.

This feeling was not only unfamiliar, it was also miserable.

She remained silent as her lips curled up.

Shen Liangchuan continued, "Are you out?"

Only then did Qiao Lian reply with a sound affirmingly.

He finally detected that something was odd due to her silence. Hence, his tone became more gentle. "I'll go pick you up."

"It's okay." Qiao Lian said moments later, "I don't feel like going home tonight."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she was quite taken aback.

Since when did she regard that villa as "home"…?

What was even more ridiculous was that she had been completely unprotected against him and she had gotten fooled ruthlessly by him in the end.

That thought compelled her to cover her mouth and clench her jaws tightly. Like a hedgehog sticking up its spines over its body, she took a distant and guarded stance, using coldness as a shield to protect herself.

Her tone was so cold that it silenced him again.

Nearly 10 seconds later, he replied indifferently with a sound of affirmation.

His familiar voice and that same old attitude of detachedness pained her heart fiercely. As if her lungs had been sucked out of air, a sense of painful suffocation spread in her heart.

While she was still in a trance, he immediately hung up.

Qiao Lian looked down and stared at her cell phone. At last, she tossed it into her bag.

Taking a deep breath, she tried her best to suppress the resentment in her heart.

Then she lifted her head, scanned her surroundings and fixed her gaze on a mala hotpot place.

She walked in straight away and found a seat at the corner. She ordered a huge portion for herself and said, "I would like the Extreme Spicy level, thank you."

The service staff immediately said, "Miss, our store's Extreme Spicy level is very intense. Are you sure you want Extreme Spicy level?"

Qiao Lian nodded.

About 10 minutes later, a serving of mala hotpot of Extreme Spicy level arrived.

Qiao Lian picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of potato and put it in her mouth without any rice. The spicy hot flavor assaulted her taste buds instantly.

Soon, tears and snot were flowing down.

She wiped them with tissue and continued eating.

As she ate, tears flowed down.

After finally eating until full, she suddenly felt a sense of relief in her body.

She stood up and rubbed her nose, which was already red. As the service staff stared at her in astonishment, she complimented the dish in a hoarse voice, "Very delicious."

Her tongue had already lost all its feeling and her lips and eyes were red.

Only after she left did the service staff approach the table and find that everything in the bowl—including the chilli peppers—had been wiped clean.

Qiao Lian continued wandering around. She only left at 10p.m., when the mall was closing.

The harsh cold wind blew under the dark sky.

Standing at the side of the road, she hugged her shoulders and hailed a cab in the end.

The cab stopped at the entrance of her rented apartment. After paying the driver, she walked inside.

Following the dilapidated stairs, she climbed up to the fourth floor. She took out her keys, meaning to open the door. However, she froze when she saw a man with a towering stature at the door.