Falling Dreams of Fang Hua ✔

Chapter 012: Young Han Zichuan

Long and slender raindrops fell between wisps of wind. Within the mist, an indistinct figure could be seen between the willow branches. This person had a tall and slender stature, and stood there with an umbrella[1], giving off an indescribable feeling of peace. His looks were tasteful and refined, even handsome.

He, was the so-called Han Zichuan[2].

"The rain's getting stronger, hurry up and come inside." I languidly leaned out the door to yell at him.

"Fang Hua isn't back yet, I'll wait a bit longer."

Tch...

Whether or not you enjoy waiting, it serves you right if you get wet.

I gave a snort and closed the door behind me, completely shutting him out from view. He didn't seem much older than me, and was probably 17 or 18 years old. But I had no good feelings towards him.

Since the first day Fang Hua brought him to our house, my heart had felt empty...every time we ate, there'd be an extra pair of chopsticks. He'd also take away pieces of my favorite twice-cooked pork[3].

Fang Hua would never cook only for me again, or only buy clothes for me again...another person had gotten between us.

That person was Han Zichuan.

Han Zichuan would call him Fang Hua...

But I could only call him yifu...

I was in low spirits, but I didn't know why...

I grabbed a cup off the table and poured myself some water...which I drained in one gulp.

I can't be so negative.

There were still important things to do today before Fang Hua came home. With my focus set, I tugged open the front door-and was greeted with a face full of rainwater.Narrowing my eyes, I touched my face...and sucked in a deep breath. Fine.

Han Zichuan was noticeably startled as he drew back the hand that shook out the umbrella. Quickly, he pulled up his sleeves to wipe my face, saying, "Little Brother Shao, I'm really sorry. I didn't do it on purpose."

What a nice guy.

The differences between us was even more obvious. I shoved him aside.

"Scram. Leave me alone."

He smiled, not the least irritated as he dragged my sleeve. "It's raining now, so you should bring an umbrella if you're going out."

As if I was your wife or such nonsense...bring what umbrella? I gave him a scornful look and waved him off, saying boldly, "I don't need one."

With a swish of my robes, I valiantly walked off.

Tch, this rain wasn't even that heavy...it didn't even land on my robes...eeee? Something didn't seem right. I turned around and spotted Han Zichuan raising an umbrella over my head, following in my footsteps with a warm smile.

I sucked in a breath.

I was finished. Some people just had stubborn personalities that refused to change. I could only let him do as he wanted and hold the umbrella. I was sullen for the entire trip.

After crossing through part of the bamboo forest, the skies cleared up. The weather in the mountains were fickle at times like these, always changing unpredictably. Han Zichuan closed his umbrella and stood there quietly. I glanced at him and saw that a large section behind his shoulders was soaked from the rain.

A part of my heart turned soft. Actually, this person had pretty good moral character.

"The scenery here is really mesmerizing. Did Little Brother Shao come to collect ingredients for medicines?" Han Zichuan surveyed the area around him, finally smelling the faint scent of medicinal plants in the air.