Chapter 858 - Chapter 858 Chapter 858 This Time It’s My Turn to Take the
Chapter 858: Chapter 858: This Time, It’s My Turn to Take the Initiative Chapter 858: Chapter 858: This Time, It’s My Turn to Take the Initiative “He had supper delivered to the office, and I hardly paid him any attention, just told him to leave and not bother me while I worked. That night, after he left, dizzy with fever, he fainted in his car. Luckily, the security guard noticed his headlights were still on though he hadn’t driven off, went to check, and discovered he had passed out. The guard called me, and I broke into the car only to realize how seriously he was burning up…”
“I had him taken to the hospital, where I learned from the nurse that he had been receiving an IV. He received a phone call, told the nurse that his boyfriend hadn’t finished dinner yet, and he was leaving to bring him supper, then left the hospital without permission.”
“I remember that night, you rushed to the hospital and beat me up fiercely, then told me about all the things Tang Zhou had done for me without my knowledge. If you were also reborn, you should remember what happened that night.”
“Of course, I remember.”
Shen Mo spoke with a pained expression, “Tang Zhou woke up confused, saw me hitting you, came over to push me away, and told me not to interfere in your matters.”
“He said he didn’t want luxury cars or beautiful women; he just wanted you. He said he wasn’t really a man but a girl who, from childhood to adulthood, had only ever cared about one person, you, Leng Chenmo. Now, he didn’t want to struggle anymore; he wanted to be loved… If he couldn’t obtain love, then he would take the initiative to give it. In love, taking the initiative, even if it’s a bit lowly, is not shameful. What’s really shameful is not having the courage to pursue it at all…”
Leng Chenmo’s deep eyes suddenly flashed with extreme tenderness, he raised the steaming cup of coffee to his lips, took a sip, and savored it carefully.
Then, they both looked at each other. It seemed they really were people who had lived another lifetime?
“Wow wow wow, Brother Shen, little sidekick, so you guys are here! I’ve been looking for you for ages. Look at the little snowman I made.” Tang Zhou stood outside in the yard of the sunroom, holding a tiny snowman in his palm, yelling through the glass at them.
Leng Chenmo smiled at Tang Zhou.
Tang Zhou set the little snowman on the outside of the window and then dove into the snow, made a snowball, and threw it at them.
The snowball, of course, didn’t hit them; it smashed directly onto the clear glass of the sunroom, much to Tang Zhou’s amusement as he laughed heartily with hands on hips.
Leng Chenmo, with profound sentimentality, watched Tang Zhou playing outside the window and murmured, “Reborn once, I told myself never again to allow myself to see Tang Zhou in such a lowly state. He doesn’t need to take the initiative; this time, it’s my turn. I also don’t want him to fall first then see his feelings clear; he doesn’t need to see clearly, I just need to understand his heart.”
Shen Mo coldly remarked, “Now that sounds like a sensible statement.”