1979: My fiancée is a goddess

On April 14th, the weather was cloudy turning to light rain.

The continuous drizzle lasted for three days.

"Puff puff……"

The fine, misty spring rain seeped into the dark surface of the umbrella, making a subtle sound.

Brand new, shiny black leather shoes stepped onto the steep, narrow steps, leaving ripples in the accumulated rainwater.

Cheng Kaiyan held up her black umbrella and looked at the bright yellow sign in front of her, which was blurred by the rain.

The spring breeze, carrying the dampness of rain, brushed past the cherry trees on both sides of the street, freezing the pale pink buds and delaying their blooming.

As he brushed his hand across Cheng Kaiyan's face, a damp chill swept over him, making him shiver.

"Spring in Tokyo is so cold... It seems like it might snow here in April."

He quickly wrapped his thin clothes tighter to ward off the chill and hurried toward the apartment building not far away.

"Hua Hua Hua..."

Turning the key and pushing open the door, I entered the empty living room, where a warm breeze greeted me.

"Hmm, at least they remembered to close the windows today."

Cheng Kaiyan casually placed the umbrella in the entryway and noticed a pair of new white slippers placed at the door. They must have been bought for him by Zhao Ruixue yesterday when he returned.

After changing my shoes, I went into the living room and placed my handbag and breakfast on the dining table.

After sitting on the stool for a while, he got up to go to the bedroom to call someone. When he got to the bathroom door, the door clicked open.

Cheng Kaiyan subconsciously turned her head, then suddenly froze on the spot.

In the bright light, humid heat rose up.

Zhao Ruixue, wrapped only in a white bath towel, appeared before us. At this moment, she was holding the doorknob with one hand and pressing the other hand against her chest to firmly hold the bath towel in place.

Her delicate face, so tender after her bath that it looked like it could be squeezed for water, shrank back in fright at Cheng Kaiyan's sudden appearance. Her expression was incredibly complicated for a moment, but she quickly acted as if nothing had happened.

"You, you're here? Why don't you sit on the sofa for a while? I just finished showering and will change my clothes before coming out."

Zhao Ruixue tightened the towel in her hand, her voice trembling slightly, and immediately told Cheng Kaiyan to go sit in the living room.

"Oh... okay, I was just about to wake you up. I brought you breakfast."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded repeatedly, explaining somewhat flusteredly.

The house was very quiet, and I thought the two of them were still sleeping. I really didn't expect Ruixue to get up and take a shower so early in the morning.

However, since the two were so close, Cheng Kaiyan inevitably breathed in the cool, fragrant air.

What lay before them was an absolutely stunning and beautiful scene.

Two slender, bare shoulders were exposed, with damp, dark hair clinging to their shoulders and collarbones.

Glistening water droplets slid down the slender, graceful swan neck and disappeared into the ravine.

Beneath her slender, tall, jade-like legs, her delicate feet, damp with snow, were curled up nervously...

Cheng Kaiyan was momentarily lost in thought, but with great willpower she turned her head away and subconsciously said with concern, "Hurry up and dry yourself off, or you'll catch a cold."

"understood."

Zhao Ruixue's eyes trembled slightly, and she waved her hand, signaling Cheng Kaiyan to hurry back to the living room.

Then she showed a hint of panic and embarrassment, and hurriedly slipped on her wet slippers and fled in a panic.

Hearing the series of chaotic noises from the living room, Cheng Kaiyan chuckled, "I thought you were so calm."

After waiting in the living room for a while, Zhao Ruixue quickly changed into a T-shirt and jacket, holding a dry towel to dry her wet hair. As she walked over, she asked, "What did you want for breakfast this morning?"

"Soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and poached eggs."

Cheng Kaiyan unfolded it for her to see; it was bought on the street and was still warm.

"sorry to bother you."

Zhao Ruixue thanked her gently, pulled out a chair and sat down to continue drying her hair.

Her hair was almost dry in no time, so she tied it up with a towel and started eating breakfast.

Seeing this, Cheng Kaiyan didn't disturb her and picked up an egg to peel for Zhao Ruixue.

While eating steamed buns and drinking soy milk, Zhao Ruixue would occasionally glance at the man peeling eggs for her.

Girls find these gentle and considerate details from boys the most irresistible.

Even someone as aloof as Zhao Ruixue felt a warm glow in her heart at this moment, like basking in the winter sun.

As she looked at him, she realized that his outfit seemed a little different today, and said softly, "I bought this for you yesterday, right? It looks great on you."

Cheng Kaiyan was attending a writers' salon with Zhao Ruixue and the others today, so she changed into this outfit.

The upper body is a dark brown suit jacket, with a white shirt underneath, and the hem has some plaid stripes. The style and cut are relatively casual and comfortable.

He was wearing a pair of black dress trousers, which were moderately loose and of very good quality. The creases on the trouser legs were distinct and as straight as if they had been cut with a knife.

The person immediately gave Zhao Ruixue a different feeling.

His originally gentle, refined, aloof, and clear artistic temperament has been enhanced by a touch of the leisurely, carefree, and unrestrained nature of a young nobleman.

It was as if, in the next second, those peach blossom eyes would reveal a captivating and tender affection that would win her over.

The two are not incongruous; on the contrary, they have a kind of attractive contrast.

Zhao Ruixue couldn't help but take a second look.

"Now we're even!"

Cheng Kaiyan let Qingmei look at her openly until Qingmei couldn't stand it and turned her head away, then she smiled and teased her.

"... um~"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ruixue bit her lip, paused, and slowly nodded.

However, her snow-white, jade-like neck suddenly seemed to have been smeared with several layers of rouge, and the color seemed to spread upwards.

"It's peeled, let's eat the egg."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and handed over the eggs.

The most captivating thing about a woman is the shy blush that appears when she lowers her head and glances back; he never tires of looking at her like that.

After dinner.

Before the lazybones with the round face got up, Zhao Ruixue brought in breakfast and then came out to clean.

Worried that Cheng Kaiyan might be bored, I chatted with him.

"Kaiyan, your invitation should be fine, right?"

"Don't worry, I got it yesterday afternoon. Oh, and Ji-ae will be coming over this afternoon, so we'll ride there together in her car..."

Cheng Kaiyan pulled out the invitation from her pocket, waved it, and replied.

After practicing guitar at the music store yesterday afternoon, Tachibana Chiai delivered the invitation. Seeing that Cheng Kaiyan was going, Tachibana Chiai, who had been quiet for a long time, also became interested and decided to go along.

She kept muttering that she wanted to let the publishing industry professionals in Tokyo meet the talented writer she had her eye on, so that her talented writer could become famous in the Japanese literary world!

Upon learning of Tachibana Chi's feelings, Cheng Kaiyan could only remain silent, suddenly wondering if she should have avoided attending this salon.

"That's it."

Zhao Ruixue nodded thoughtfully.

Logically, she should be happy, as tonight's dinner is arranged at the Hilton Hotel in Nishi-Shinjuku, Tokyo, which is quite far away.

Wearing an evening gown and high heels, taking a crowded tram or taxi is not only inconvenient but also doesn't look good.

With Chiai Tachibana's car around, things are much more convenient.

But why are Cheng Kaiyan and Tachibana Chiai so close?

Zhao Ruixue frowned slightly as she pondered, then asked in a calm tone, "Aren't there any flowers today?"

"Of course."

"Where is it? I can't see it."

The girl's tone was slightly annoyed; she had just cleaned the house and couldn't find a single rose. The flowers Cheng Kaiyan had given her a few days ago had all been placed in the study and bedroom.

Not today?
Zhao Ruixue was a little disappointed, but then she remembered that Cheng Kaiyan had probably spent all the money yesterday.

"They'll deliver it in a little while..."

Before Cheng Kaiyan could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock... Is anyone home?"

Zhao Ruixue's furrowed brows relaxed, she put down the broom, and walked unhurriedly to open the door.

"Sorry, we are from Kobayashi Flower Shop. We have flowers that need your signature upon delivery."

A middle-aged woman wearing a hat appeared before me and handed me a receipt.

Behind me, in the stairwell, were three flower baskets, each over a meter tall, made up of countless roses.

"It's troublesome."

After Zhao Ruixue signed her name, she had someone move the flowers into the house.

The fragrant roses occupied a considerable space in the living room. The girl glanced at them a few times before picking up the broom again to sweep up the traces left by the florist, seemingly not caring much about the flowers.

But the upturned corners of her lips and the clear, melodious humming revealed the girl's true feelings.

"Wow, really nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers... How much did that cost?"

Cleaning complete.

Zhao Ruixue indeed bent down to admire the three flower baskets; this time, they were all filled with red roses.

"Around 80,000 or 90,000."

Cheng Kaiyan recalled for a moment and explained.

"So expensive?!"

Zhao Ruixue was taken aback and hurriedly said worriedly, "You've spent so much money during this time, more than 500,000 yuan in total, and now you..."

The girl carefully chose her words and then cautiously asked, "Do you still have enough money for living expenses?"

"...We're about to starve."

Cheng Kaiyan seemed to realize something, rummaged through her empty pockets, looked up at Zhao Ruixue and whispered, somewhat embarrassed.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Zhao Ruixue immediately laughed.

Having known each other for so long, this was the first time she had seen Cheng Kaiyan show her a softer side.

You know, this guy used to prefer starving to death rather than go to her.

"Please sit here for a while, I'm going back to my room."

Zhao Ruixue turned and went back to her room without looking back, and came out again soon after.

The girl looked down at the man with a cool gaze, and gently raised her hand to hand him a bank card: "Here you go."

"What are you doing? Give me your supplementary gold card, are you going to support me?"

Cheng Kaiyan's expression was strange. Why did this scene feel somewhat familiar? It would be even more so if the bank card were used to lift her chin.

"I'm the host. Since you're here, of course I'll provide you with meals. This is your living expenses."

Upon hearing such lewd words, Zhao Ruixue brushed her hair behind her ear to distract herself and smiled faintly.

Keeping Cheng Kaiyan as a sugar daddy? Seems pretty much the same thing?

"Ah, thanks to Sister Ruixue, otherwise I'd probably be homeless and starving in a couple of days. Thank you so much, Sister Ruixue!"

Cheng Kaiyan accepted the bank card with both hands, bowed deeply, and looked extremely grateful, as if she were thanking a female bodhisattva.

This immediately made Zhao Ruixue giggle, and she instructed, "Alright, alright, the password is your birthday. Use it sparingly, don't be extravagant again. If you run out of money, I'm afraid I'll have to go homeless with you."

Sister Ruixue?
She was indeed three or four months older than Cheng Kaiyan. She used to always beg Cheng Kaiyan to call her "sister," but he never did.

This guy has changed a lot over the years.

"OK!"

……

Zhao Ruixue was in an extremely good mood this morning after successfully taking Cheng Kaiyan as her sugar daddy.

Cheng Kaiyan, taking a break from her busy schedule, went to Zhao Ruixue's study, saying she wanted to write something.

He reviewed and revised "Atonement," a book he hadn't written in a long time.

As midnight approached, Zhao Ruixue knocked on the study door, walked in, and asked gently, "Are you hungry? Let's go eat."

"Wait a moment, let me finish this change."

Cheng Kaiyan didn't even look up, continuing to write.

"Oh, no rush."

Zhao Ruixue walked behind him and quietly glanced at the manuscript Cheng Kaiyan was writing. Two familiar characters caught her eye, and she read them aloud curiously, "Atonement? Is this your new work, Kaiyan? What genre is it?"

"Yes, I haven't written much lately, so I'm taking this opportunity to revise it today. As for the genre, it's a novel set in the Republican era, with elements of love, sin, and war."

Cheng Kaiyan explained, then seemed to remember something and laughed, "Speaking of which, the current situation seems a bit like when I first returned to the city two years ago, Ruixue, you came to my room late at night..."

"Hehe...it does look somewhat similar."

These distant memories flashed through Zhao Ruixue's mind. It seemed that after that night, rumors about her and him spread throughout the alley.

Rumors like they've been having an affair and have done it all...

Thinking of this, the girl Liu Ye's eyes were filled with shyness and nostalgia, but it was a pity that she had failed to seize this only opportunity.

Hey……

"I'm quite interested in love stories from the Republican era. Could I take a look?"

Zhao Ruixue shook her head and focused her attention on Cheng Kaiyan's new work.

"Great! This is a good opportunity to see the talent of our new generation of beautiful young female writers..."

Cheng Kaiyan chuckled and joked, then added, "By the way, does Waseda University's library have any authentic records about that period of history?"

"Okay, I'll point out the mistakes for you."

Zhao Ruixue raised her chin with a reserved air, looking very confident.

Hearing that bloody history of war, her emotions sombered. "Yes, and quite a lot of it. That bloody massacre is also recorded..."

"Let's go take a look in a couple of days."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded heavily, saying he would write all of these things into the book.

……

I didn't cook lunch.

The three of them went out for a meal of yakitori, took a short walk to digest, and then went home for a nap.

The two girls slept in the bedroom, while Cheng Kaiyan slept on the sofa.

Worried that he would catch a cold, Zhao Ruixue brought her own thin blanket to cover him.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the room was extremely quiet.

The rain started falling softly outside the window again.

Cheng Kaiyan was sleeping in the living room, covered with a blanket that exuded a clean and elegant fragrance. He was having a very good afternoon nap.

At five o'clock, Tachibana Chiai arrived by car.

Zhao Ruixue changed into an evening gown and put on high heels, looking every bit the elegant young lady.

Ayana Uesugi wore a pink tutu, looking adorably natural.

Cheng Kaiyan had already changed her clothes, but worried that Zhao Ruixue would catch a cold, so she took off her suit jacket and draped it over Zhao Ruixue's shoulders.

With everything prepared, the four of them boarded a black, luxurious Bentley and headed towards the Hilton Hotel. (End of Chapter)