Chapter 370: Another Proposal
The next morning, when Xing woke up, she realised Chenglei was not beside her and she got up hurriedly and she felt like her head spinning because she got up too fast as blood rushed to her brain.
She slumped back in the bed when she felt the familiar warm hand holding her waist, "What’s the rush, JiaXing?"
"Ah! ", Xing held on to his waist, "It was not a dream", she mumbled and held on to the corners of his sleeves tightly like he’d disappear if she let go. He felt warm and his heartbeat was of the same rhythm she’s used to know- The rhythm that told her ’I love you’ with each beat.
"I’m not going anywhere, JiaXing", Chenglei saw her frail and clingy and his heart melted. He picked her up and placing her on his lap, hugged her with her head resting on his chest. This position seemed awfully comfortable to him and he felt like he had done it a hundred times before.
The thing he could never understand, she felt unacquaintant at times and other times she felt so intimate, like he’d known her all his life. One time she looks so adorable and other times he feels like ripping her off to shreds with words especially when she thinks of that other man yet act familiar with him. He feels like he was being played by her.
She loves her and he knew she loves another man and he hated that about her.
He is a man and he wanted his woman to only think of him! He only has her in his heart, it is not unfair if he expects that back, right?
But he always held back on his hate towards her because he knew he’d lose her forever if he acted on it. He felt so conflicted by what he felt towards her at times. But one thing he was sure of is that he wanted her as his wife and he loves her.
I will marry her!
Xing buried her head in his chest and with her eyes closed, his scent enveloped her. She didn’t want to say anything and just stay like this for a while. She felt his hold on her tighten and his lips gently kissing the top of her head and a smile formed in her lips.
The morning sun was peacefully rising in the sky and the little sparrows sang at the windowsills looking for food. The gentle breeze brought in the fragrance of the morning dew and the lovers whose hearts were beating in the same pace, as one, enjoyed their time together, peacefully with no one disturbing them.... Until...
*Grrr*