Translated by Elestrea
Edited by Amaris
Gong Qin walked away without a trace of nostalgia, unwillingness, nor remorse. As if it was simply one of the numerous negotiations he conducted in which he ruthlessly defeated his opponent.
When He Ling was pursuing Gong Qin, everyone said he was crazy.
All of them said Gong Qin was so cold that even his own biological father had stated he wouldn’t fall in love with anyone.
He Ling also thought he was crazy.
One glimpse at an ordinary evening party was enough to make him fall completely.
You would never know how much you could possibly like someone until after you had actually met them.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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He Ling chased Gong Qin for half a year. He did everything he could, even moving Gong Qin’s whole secretary group into his support group.
One day, Gong Qin asked him, “What on earth are you planning?”
He Ling, who was usually a smooth talker, somehow was speechless: “…”
Gong Qin frowned.
He Ling said from the bottom of his heart, “I fancy you.”
Gong Qin opened his eyes wide.
He Ling continued with the most formal sentence of his entire life, “I am not joking. I am pursuing you on the premise of marriage.”
Gong Qin froze. His always indifferent pale grey eyes, because he was confused, looked somehow adorable: “You want to marry me?”
He Ling solemnly nodded: “Yes.”
“Do you like me?” Gong Qin asked.
He Ling: “I like you more and more.” This sentence was not just a pretense. He really was liking Gong Qin more and more, there was no limit of his love.
“I’m a man,” Gong Qin said.
He Ling: “I know.”
Gong Qin: “You’re also a man.”
He Ling: “I am. If you are not sure, I can take off my clothes and prove it.”
Gong Qin was stunned. He faintly smiled, “Do you really want to marry me?”
He Ling: “Even dreamt about it.”
Gong Qin paused for a while and then whispered, “Alright.”
At this moment, He Ling thought that because he had yearned for something impossible for so long, it finally drove him mad. That was the only possible reason why he had suddenly heard such an auditory illusion.
Of course, He Ling was an opportunist who wouldn’t even let go of an illusion: “Let’s go and get a certificate now!”
Hello, everyone, I’ll be helping potats to translate the rest of the 2nd story. I’ve read this short collection since like 6 months ago, and out of them all, I love this story the most!