Starlight Has No Past - Chapter 23 Part 3

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.

Starlight Has No Past

Chapter 23 Part 3

Zhou Tingsheng extinguished the cigarette right away and followed her off the car
to drag her back. He used both of his arms to block her way: “Where can you go
looking like this?”

“You were just wondering if I’m too tired to walk. I just showed you that I’m capable
of walking.”

Zhou Tingsheng was originally quite nervous seeing Ye Qiao’s crossed face, but
her answer amused him: “Alright, I know you can walk.” He moved closer but was
slapped on the face. The slap was quite brutal, making a crisp and loud sound.
Zhou Tingsheng didn’t even blink his eyes, instead he caught her hand and rubbed
it in his palm: “Don’t get angry. In this isolated place, I won’t even know where to
send you if anything happens to you.”

Hearing those words actually made Ye Qiao feel much better.

But she still didn’t want to talk to him. She didn’t even know why she was so
emotional but just felt like acting out in the moment.

Zhou Tingsheng thought she was only having a hard time getting over Gu Jin.
He was feeling a bit jealous but since he was the cause of her anger, he had
no choice but to humour her out of it. He wasn’t good at this sort of thing and
couldn’t come up the right words to do the trick. In the end, his throat was so
dry that he had to cough to clear his throat.

Ye Qiao suddenly calmed down and quietly asked: “Am I a particularly high
maintenance person?”

Zhou Tingsheng hadn’t gotten over his cough and was taken back by her sudden
change of mood. He subconsciously patted her head: “It’s alright. Just don’t hurt
yourself.”

Ye Qiao felt somewhat guilty but didn’t want to admit it. Frowning, she asked with
a straight face: “What’s wrong with you?”

He became silent again.

Ye Qiao leaned back in the seat and ordered him: “Get in the car first.”
Zhou Tingsheng then circled back to the driver’s seat. Ye Qiao’s head leaned
backwards and her eyeballs slowly rolled from side to side, haughtily. They were
sitting right next to each other, about half an arm’s length apart, but if felt as if there
was an icy wall standing between them. They weren’t looking at each other. Ophelia
slowly moved to the front and got onto Zhou Tingsheng’s lap. He put him aside only
for the cat to crawl back to him, as if he knew that Zhou Tingsheng couldn’t keep refusing.

Zhou Tingsheng picked up the furry ball on his lap and mentally agreed that no one
should be spoiled by overindulgence, otherwise he or she would be relentless.

After a long while, Ye Qiao suddenly spoke, her eyes still looking forward: “The seat
is too hard, it’s not comfortable.”

Zhou Tingsheng indifferently asked: “Then what are you going to do about it?”

Ye Qiao wagged her finger. He moved closer to hear what she was going to say.
But, without saying a word, Ye Qiao simply rested her head on his shoulder and
comfortably closed her eyes. “I’m tired.”

Zhou Tingsheng felt the weight on his shoulder and lost his train of thought. He turned
his face sideways to kiss her temple and gently asked: “You got tired from earlier?”

“Be serious.” Ye Qiao mumbled and sounded quite weary. “Do you know how tiring it
is to be here? I have to watch out for other people’s opinion of me everyday. It’s even
more tiring when I’m not filming. If I don’t act gentle and kind enough, won’t I become
the evil ex-girlfriend.”

He gently asked: “You aren’t?”

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.