The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 47: 047: You Wear Mine (Second Update)

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The tone was a bit angry.

Zhou Xufang didn’t know why he was upset. She stood still obediently and poked the umbrella towards him with a finger: “I’m already wet, it doesn’t matter. You’re delicate, you can’t get wet.”

Jiang Zhi snorted and stubbornly tilted the umbrella towards her.

Under the streetlight, Zhou Xufang looked at him. The rain battered down, leaving his hair flat, without his usual defiant air, he looked more youthful.

She felt he looked even more fragile and threw his wool coat over his head before running into the rain, leaving the umbrella with him. She didn’t go far, just a short distance ahead.

Jiang Zhi: “…”

From the gate of the villa area to Jiang Zhi’s house was just a few steps, but the rain was heavy. Zhou Xufang was drenched.

She wore black canvas shoes today. With the heavy rain, the soles of her shoes were all muddy. She stared at the doormat at the entrance for a long time but didn’t follow Jiang Zhi inside.

“Why not come in?” Jiang Zhi squatted, looking for shoes.

Zhou Xufang stood at the door: “I’m all wet. I’ll dirty your carpet.” The carpet in his house looked very expensive.

He rummaged through the cabinet at the entrance for a long time and found a pair of small-sized men’s slippers. Squatting in front of her, he put the shoes by her feet: “No girls’ shoes, you wear these.” Then he urged, “Come in quickly, let the carpet get dirty, otherwise why have it.”

Zhou Xufang thought that made sense.

She changed into the slippers and walked on the carpet. This wasn’t her first time at Jiang Zhi’s house. The last time it was dark and windy, so she didn’t see much, just the light purple glass chandelier she had broken.

Today, it had been replaced with a new one. Tall and crystal-like, it resembled a wind chime and was very beautiful. Zhou Xufang thought it was more delicate than the chandelier she had been eyeing at the porridge shop.

She couldn’t help but look at it several times before asking Jiang Zhi: “Where’s the bathroom?”

She was drenched, chilled. She was fine, not afraid of the cold, but Jiang Zhi was delicate and couldn’t absorb the dampness from her.

However, in the cold weather, he seemed a bit feverish and tugged at his sweater collar.

“The bathroom is on your left.” He was half wet but didn’t care, roughly wiping his hair, “I’ll get you some clothes.”

“You change first, then get me clothes.” He was so delicate, unlike her, who was strong enough to kill a bull with her bare hands.

Jiang Zhi poured a cup of hot water and stuffed it into her hands before heading to the closet.

Zhou Xufang held the water quietly in the living room, not moving an inch. There was a small puddle of water where she stood.

Taking a sip of the hot water, she couldn’t help but look up at the chandelier again. @@novelbin@@

So beautiful.

She really wanted to steal it and bring it home…

“I don’t have girls’ clothes here.” Jiang Zhi quickly returned, still in his wet clothes. Just now his face was just red, but now his neck and ears were also red. He clutched two pieces of loungewear, both white, and handed them to Zhou Xufang, “You wear mine.”

His neck got even redder. It was unclear whether he had a fever.

Zhou Xufang quickly took them: “I’m going to take a shower. You should change clothes quickly.”

He turned his head aside, looking elsewhere, and muttered, “Mm.”

Zhou Xufang walked towards the bathroom with the clothes, turned back halfway, and couldn’t help saying: “Jiang Zhi.”

He immediately turned his head toward her: “Mm?”

“Where did you buy your chandelier? I want to buy one just like it.”

He glanced at the ceiling.

How much was this chandelier again? Oh, about two million.

Without batting an eye, he calmly said: “There’s none left. This was the last one.”

Zhou Xufang showed a disappointed look.

She really liked pretty things and wanted to secretly stow them away and bring them to Moon Bay someday, but unfortunately, this chandelier was unavailable. She dropped her head and headed to the bathroom.

Jiang Zhi called her back.

She turned around: “What do you want?”

His eyes still had a circle of redness, unlike his usual noble and distant demeanor when dealing with others. His eyes were very warm and bright, reflecting fragmented pieces of chandelier light.

He said: “I’ll have someone dismantle this one for you to take.”

This chandelier, if she bought it, would require her to deliver takeout for decades.

Hearing this, Zhou Xufang immediately lit up. Her eyes grew rounder: “Then what should I give you?” She said, “There should be an exchange of gifts.”

She never took things for free.

Should she give him a car? Boys seem to like cars. A watch would work too. She could give him a diamond-studded watch, a particularly beautiful one.

But Jiang Zhi said: “Native chicken eggs will do.”

“Mm?”

“I like eating eggs. Just give native chicken eggs.” These are cheap.