People who are full of marriage will eventually be tired of marriage.
It sounds better for me to say that falling in love is better than getting married, but it’s hard for people to talk with their brains when they’re in a situation of extreme anger.
Now that the pot has been broken and thrown, I stopped pretending. I no longer had an image to speak of, and I was no longer afraid of talking to Ning Yiheng.
While wiping away my tears, I cried and said, “I just want to get married, if you don’t want to—”
Ning Yiheng stretched out his long arms and hugged me tightly in his arms.
Fortunately, there were no vehicles around. Ning Yiheng half-knelt on the ground, tightened his arms and pressed the tip of his nose against my cheek.
“I like you, Cheng Huai Xiu,” Ning Yiheng’s voice trembled slightly, “I’ve liked you for a long time.”
“Since then, I haven’t dared to talk to you too much. I’m always worried that you will find me disgusting…”
My brain was no longer enough to function this reality of Ning Yiheng hugging me and even whispering in my ear that he liked me.
I was still immersed in the sadness of having my plans completely overthrown. I leaned on his shoulder and cried so much that the snot bubbles were almost squeezed out, and my carefully divided 37 hairstyle was in disarray—I was both unattractive and stupid. I had absolutely no idea what Ning Yiheng liked about me.
I got emotional and said, “I don’t think you’re disgusting, I want to marry you.”
Ning Yiheng was silent.
If it were me a few months ago, I would think I was crazy, but I was so overwhelmed by love now that my sanity wasn’t there. I was even crying like a dog in front of my boss.
My voice has increased by an octave. “You actually don’t want to marry me?”
I f*cking made up for it since I was sure I liked Ning Yiheng. Afterward, I imagined marrying him and imagined it until now ah…
Ning Yiheng said with some panic, “No, that’s not it… The two of us are nothing yet, why are you thinking about getting married?”
Me: …
Oh, that’s right, oh. My sanity has returned a little bit, and I finally realized that I had spoken inappropriately.
I swallowed, stiffly raised my head, and straightened up. At this time, the tip of my nose was less than an inch away from Ning Yiheng’s. I looked at his face in a daze as if everything was in a dream.
Ning Yiheng said softly, “Then would you like to be with me?”
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After confessing to Ning Yiheng, Ning Yiheng took me to his car and drove me home.
There weren’t any unexpected circumstances, and our relationship was no different from usual, except that Ning Yiheng became my boyfriend.
No, that’s not the point I’m trying to make. I’ve never been in a relationship before, but when it really started, everything was different from what I imagined.
There was no kiss, only a hug on the side of the road. It was completely different from the plot in the novel. It wasn’t catchy enough or romantic enough. There was only the cold wind on a winter night and me crying with tears and snot all over my face.
But Ning Yiheng’s face can make up for these regrets for the time being.
I looked at boss’s exceptionally handsome face, and my heart was rippling.
Even if it’s a dream, I’m satisfied if I wake up now.
I hugged my arm tightly and said, “When did you start liking me?”
Ning Yiheng glanced at me but didn’t answer my question directly. He said, “Secret.”
“Why?” I asked suspiciously, “Then what do you like about me?”
We’re already in this kind of relationship, he still hides something from me?
With a smile in Ning Yiheng’s eyes, he changed the subject and said, “I’ve always been curious, who is the Ning Yiwan you are talking about?”
I was a little subtle in my heart. He avoided it too obviously, and it seemed that he really didn’t want to be honest with me.
Although I was torn by this, I’m not a person who goes to the bottom of things, so I let it go for now.
I said, “Isn’t Ning Yiwan your didi?”
Ning Yiheng: “…?”
“His name isn’t Ning Yiwan,” Ning Yiheng said with a chuckle, “He’s Ning Wanyu.”
“But it doesn’t matter if you remember his name or not. You can just call him Ning Yiwan if you find it suitable.”
I let out a soft “Oh”, inexplicably feeling a little shy.
The restaurant isn’t far from my house. After we had just said a few words, Ning Yiheng drove into my community and stepped on the brakes in front of my house.
Ning Yiheng unbuckled my seatbelt and said, “Go back, I’ll watch you go upstairs before I leave.”
I held my arm and sat motionless, always feeling impractical.
I turned my head and squinted at Ning Yiheng, who was also looking at me. I couldn’t help but raise my hand and gently touch his cheek.
His skin was so soft and warm that one couldn’t help but want to touch it more.
I wanted to touch it, so I did it. I was used to touching Mimi.
When I touched Ning Yiheng, I subconsciously used the technique of cat rubbing and gently rubbed his cheek with the back of my hand.
Ning Yiheng was very docile and let me touch him indiscriminately.
My fingers paused, and I couldn’t help but sigh and say, “I’m not dreaming, am I?”
Ning Yiheng clasped my fingers with one hand and kissed the back of my hand. He said, “I love you very much… I hope this is not a dream.”
He interlocked his fingers with mine and pressed my hand down while he took advantage of his way up on me and kissed me on the cheek with restraint.
“Remember to message me when you get back,” Ning Yiheng released my hand, “Good night.”
Hmm? Why is this different from what I imagined? Is it only a soft kiss?
My fingers still maintained their original posture, but Ning Yiheng had long since completely pulled away.
I pushed the door and got out of the car. I returned to my rental house and passed by Li Xiaoming, who was lying on the sofa reading a book.
A second before entering the bedroom, I said, “Xiao Ming, my boss and I have started a relationship.”
Li Xiaoming: “Oh.”
I closed the bedroom door and moved Mimi, who was sleeping on the bed, into my arms.
Outside the door came a sudden roar from Li Xiaoming, “Ha—???”
Mimi’s eyes opened a small slit and it rolled over enchantingly on my lap. All its four paws faced the sky, revealing its furry tummy.
The little cat showing its belly must be seducing its father to touch it!
Just as my hand touched Mimi’s tummy, the little thing clutched its wrist with two paws, snorting and nibbling on me while kicking my arm with its hind legs.
I immediately withdrew my hand, and it continued to scratch my leg.
Me: …
Trying to seduce me again without touching it, what an unfilial son.
I teased the cat for a while, ignoring Li Xiaoming’s subtle eyes staring at me. I washed up and rinsed, and then went to bed and sent a few messages to Ning Yiheng.
Something was wrong, something felt very wrong to me.
As I looked at the everyday words Ning Yiheng sent me, I always felt that something wasn’t right.
Our conversation wasn’t abrupt even in the past when we hadn’t indicated our relationship. It wasn’t intimate enough nor was it unfamiliar. Ning Yiheng’s words were few and far between, all he said was that he hadn’t finished his work and told me to go to bed early.
Something’s wrong.
I lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling in the dark.
Mimi stepped on my chest, stepped on it again, and finally rolled on my chest again.
The familiar sense of suffocation came again.
I remembered the hug on the cold night and the restrained kiss.
No, I still felt something was wrong.
Based on my many years of experience in reading Doujin, even if the protagonists didn’t do it in the pitch dark, they had to have used their tongues to fling vigorously in their lips a thousand times.
—Why didn’t Ning Yiheng fling my lips at all, ah no, why didn’t he go further?
Somebody’s is real thirsty for his newly established boyfriend 😂
Well, Ning Yeheng can’t say that our little fluff ball is not all in. Haha
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