Chapter 6 - Just Another Sad Song (2/2)

I wonder if he saw something

in the wake of my smile

I wrote a story of our love

I wonder if he heard the call

of my yearning heart♫♪

She raised her head again to let the raindrops mercilessly assault her face or perhaps, her senses.

♫♪Oh, look I'm dreaming again

With only my wishful thinking

Even when I know,

this is just another sad song♫♪

Her blouse was so wet at this point that it stuck to her skin like a second layer of skin making her figure more prominent under that thin fabric.

♫♪But I was holding onto it for too long

I wonder if he finally saw me falling apart

I wonder if he heard the melody of my heart

singing just another sad song♫♪

Her voice had turned so soft as if she was singing the last verse in a hushed whisper. A sudden gust of wind stroked her body making her shiver instinctively. She wrapped her arms around her body in a daze.

She was stuck in watching the raindrops with such intent that she didn't even realize that someone had been standing behind her all this while. She only realized it when a warm coat jacket was placed on her shoulder.

Xiu was startled for a second and in confusion looked at that brown-colored coat which laid on her dainty, round shoulders. It had a very comfortable and warm touch to it. But how did it get here?

When she lifted her eyelids, she only caught sight of a strong and firm back clad in a button-up shirt while he climbed in the back seat of a Rolls-Royce.

”Hey!” Xiu lifted her hand to shout at him but the car had already revved up to leave. She frowned while holding the coat to keep it from falling. ”You could have offered me a lift if you really wanted to help.” She mumbled to herself but shrugged her shoulders eventually.

She decided she should stay happy with what she has. At least, he shielded her from the wind. It was already a kind gesture.

Just then a taxi stopped right before her and she finally settled in, to shield her body from rain and cold. On her way back, she kept staring at the coat with interest as if it was the most enthralling thing in this dull world. Actually, for Xiu, it was not just enthralling. It was rather appalling as well.

Were there really people who thought of lending a helping hand to a stranger? she wondered in bewilderment. From the intricate design and expensive fabric, Xiu could tell that it belonged to some rich scion. She was pursing her lips in confusion and groaned in exasperation before deciding to not overthink about it.