Only Wearing It for You to See

Nashville was located in the south-central United States. Not only was it the capital of Tennessee, it was also a renowned city of country music.

There was more than just country music there; rock, blues, R&B, and all kinds of other musical styles could be felt everywhere.

Lin Yuan had chosen it as the final destination of this trip in order to fulfill one of Liu Yifei's dreams.

In the few years since she had come to live in North America, she had traveled to quite a few places with her mother.

But she had never experienced a truly leisurely, slow-paced trip.

That was why Lin Yuan had chosen the train rather than the faster-paced plane, and a relaxed, cheerful music festival as their destination—to give her a lazy, comfortable experience.

The moment the two of them boarded this train, it had already been destined to be a pleasant journey.

Compared to where they went or what they did, who they went with was what mattered most.

They were taking a sightseeing train. Although they had not managed to get tickets for soft sleeper berths, the first-class cushioned seats were still very comfortable.

Other than a few structural steel beams, both sides of the sightseeing train cars were made up of vast panes of tempered glass, offering tourists the best possible views.

Lin Yuan and Liu Yifei admired the scenery outside the window while chatting aimlessly. This was what true leisurely slow living felt like.

Many things were never meant to have a purpose. If someone set up a camera beside a couple and recorded their conversations,

they would discover that most of the time, the things couples said to each other were silly nonsense.

But wasn't that precisely where the joy of love lay?

No matter how silly the nonsense was, as long as you said it, I loved hearing it.

If every sentence had a purpose, then it would not be dating—it would be a game of interests.

"I remember you promised me that you'd wear white stockings when we met this time." Lin Yuan suddenly remembered.

"I am wearing them. I keep my word." Liu Yifei's smile carried a trace of mischief. She was so cute.

"Are you? That doesn't seem right."

Lin Yuan examined what she was wearing below the waist—washed, distressed light-blue jeans and white casual sneakers.

Where were the white stockings?

"They're underneath!"

Liu Yifei gently took off her right white sneaker, revealing her jade-like foot wrapped snugly in white stockings.

Beneath the soft sheen of the stockings, the delicate contours of her five toes rose and fell faintly, making one's heart itch even more.

The curve of her arch was also highlighted more beautifully, extending all the way to her round, full heel.

Seeing Lin Yuan stare blankly at her foot, Liu Yifei thought he had not made out that she was wearing stockings.

So she lifted her pant leg slightly, revealing a section of calf wrapped in white stockings.

Liu Yifei's calves were exceptionally well-proportioned, like a flawless work of art. Any more would seem overly fleshy, while any less would make them look too thin.

At that moment, she extended two fair, slender fingers, lightly pinched the stocking at her calf, then released it and let it snap back.

Pop!

The sound was soft, but Lin Yuan felt as though a rubber band had snapped against his heart.

"See? They really are white stockings, right?" Celestial Fairy asked with a smile.

"You're cheating. Does this even count?"

Though Lin Yuan was already satisfied, he could not help probing to see if there might be more benefits.

"How doesn't it count?"

Although Liu Yifei had successfully gotten away with cheating in this manner, Lin Yuan was not upset.

As the saying went, food tasted best when eaten one bite at a time. Gobbling it all down at once was simply a waste.

So he did not continue dwelling on the matter. Instead, he turned and took an exquisite gift box from his backpack.

"Oh, right. This is your New Year's gift."

Around New Year's, Lin Yuan had been filming "Rush Hour 2" on Hong Kong Island. Now, he was finally making up for the gift he had owed her.

Liu Yifei accepted it with a smile and unwrapped it. Inside was a white nylon cord bracelet adorned with three red beans.

Though the bracelet looked somewhat simple, it held a hidden meaning.

Red beans grew in the south, and Guangdong Province, right beside Hong Kong Island, produced the finest lovesick red beans.

The white nylon cord stringing the three lovesick red beans together was aerospace-grade nano-material nylon cord, resistant to dirt and wear.

Even if it got stained, a gentle wipe with water would immediately restore its pristine whiteness.

Lin Yuan had selected the red beans himself, and he had braided the bracelet himself as well.

Although this bracelet was far less valuable than the gifts he had given Director Cohen and the other two, this was the kind of gift truly meant for someone close to him.

He did not need to prove his feelings through the price of a gift.

"Thank you for the gift. I really like it."

Liu Yifei naturally understood what the red beans symbolized. She was delighted by his longing for her, because she felt the same way.

After putting the bracelet on her jade-like left wrist, she also took a gift box from her backpack and handed it to Lin Yuan.

"This is my New Year's gift for you. Open it and take a look." Liu Yifei said with a smile.

Lin Yuan opened the box curiously. Inside was a brown men's wallet.

The wallet was not large, about the size of a palm. The leather felt soft to the touch, and it was probably made of lambskin.

After examining the workmanship closely, Lin Yuan discovered in surprise that the stitches varied in length and spacing, and the seams were not even completely straight.

Though it was obvious that the maker had tried her best, her inexperience could not be entirely concealed.

Lin Yuan immediately realized. "You made this yourself?"

Liu Yifei nodded. "Yes. It took several days of my free time, but you could still tell at a glance that my craftsmanship wasn't good enough."

"That's what makes it distinctive—a one-of-a-kind wallet. I just happen to need one right now."

"Aren't you going to open it?" Liu Tianxian's ears were a little red.

"Hm?"

Did she stuff money inside again? Was a rich woman really this unfathomable?

Lin Yuan opened the wallet doubtfully. Two bill compartments, six card slots, a coin pocket...

It had every feature a wallet should have.

Until Lin Yuan saw the photo slot.

There was a photograph tucked inside, and naturally, it was Liu Yifei.

In the photograph, she wore a white floral miniskirt, radiating youthful vitality.

Even just looking at the picture, he could imagine the faint, refreshing fragrance of a young girl.

Her temperament was clear and pure. Her eyes held a trace of shyness without seeming coy; instead, she was like droplets of water on a lotus fresh from the water, making her all the more radiant and captivating.

The white floral miniskirt was only barely long enough to cover the tops of her thighs.

Thus, extending from beneath its hem was a pair of long, beautiful legs clad in white stockings.

Compared with mature women, a young girl's jade-like legs might lack a little of that lush fullness, but the firmness and elasticity of her skin surpassed them.

Lin Yuan did not know why such thoughts had appeared in his mind.

Her beautiful legs were clearly wrapped in white stockings, yet he could imagine the exquisite sensation of touching them.

Seeing the photograph in the wallet, Lin Yuan suddenly understood. So the wallet had merely been the gift box, while the photograph was the true gift?

"I wasn't cheating. I just wanted to wear them for you alone to see." Celestial Fairy's ears turned even redder.