When She Stops Being Dramatic novel Chapter 218

Chapter 218: Chapter 92: The Top Star of the 60s Cultural Troupe (31)

Xia Zhaoyun nestled contentedly in his arms, listening with fascination. She earnestly nodded at every word he said.

She was beautiful and should have been very popular. Yet, for some reason, Xia Zhaoyun rarely had anyone who would open their heart to her, and this kind of tender affection was even more of a rarity.

Xia Zhaoyun thought, ’Perhaps it’s because I’m so beautiful that the people drawn to me only like me on a superficial level. Otherwise, why would the life I remember have been so miserable?’

She was starved for affection. The moment anyone showed her the slightest bit of kindness, she couldn’t help but want to pour her entire heart out to them.

Likewise, this was a first for Huo Tianhao as well.

They were both fascinated and delighted by this simple form of happiness. After they had been cuddled up for a good while, Huo Tianhao had to rely on his famed self-control to gently pull her off him.

"I’ll come pick you up this weekend." He kissed her forehead, then turned and strode out.

Xia Zhaoyun followed him to the gate. Watching him put on his helmet and mount his motorcycle, she pursed her lips into a small smile. "Brother Hao, can I write to you?"

Huo Tianhao was taken aback for a moment, then he smiled and nodded. "Of course!"

’It’d be faster to just visit than to wait for a letter to cross the city,’ he thought. Still, since she enjoyed this sort of romantic gesture, he was also willing to use it as a way for them to get to know each other better.

After he left, it was as if a part of Xia Zhaoyun’s spirit had gone with him.

The children went to school, He Qingran left for work, and Reporter Zhang hurried back to the office to sort through her notes.

The house suddenly felt empty, and she had no energy to do anything.

She remembered that when she had just left the Song Family, the medical report from her doctor had stated very clearly that the tendons in her right hand had been slashed, which would lead to permanent motor impairment. It would be difficult for her to even hold a pen and write.

But just now, she had clearly held a fountain pen and written him a letter in beautiful, flowing script.

There was nothing wrong with her grip at all. And her palms, which her own nails had torn into a bloody mess only two days prior, had already healed. The only things left were ghastly-looking scabs that had yet to fall off, and she felt no pain whatsoever!

Xia Zhaoyun lowered her gaze, walked to the mirror, and pulled aside her clothes to look. Sure enough, the ugly old scars of varying depths that crisscrossed her body had faded until they were almost invisible.

So, she truly had been reborn from the future. Because she had once been a Ghost Cultivator for several decades, her body had been strengthened, and her healing abilities were astonishing!

She couldn’t quite put a name to the feeling in her heart. Xia Zhaoyun took a deep breath. Since she had been granted such a miraculous