Chapter 48 "Will you miss me?"

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So this wasn't just something she could see; it was a public display of affection.

Showing affection...

The name "You Yue" just doesn't fit with her at all. Even though very few people know that You Yue has WeChat, Cheng Hexi still couldn't believe that he would do such a thing.

But he did it anyway, and he did it openly and generously.

In the comments section, Chi Yu'an and Jing Yao each posted a "Wow," which made her chuckle.

Cheng Hexi also had something to say, but she was too embarrassed to flirt in front of his friends, so she sent him a private message.

[We don't know how to arrange flowers, and you posted this result on your WeChat Moments?]

You Yue was still sleeping in the master bedroom behind her. She had just left this person's arms, but now she was here sending him WeChat messages, which she found strangely amusing.

Cheng Hexi glanced at the chat box between the two and casually swiped upwards.

They've talked more in the last two days than they did in the first month.

She pursed her lips, clicked back into You Yue's Moments, liked the post, and wanted to save the picture.

Cheng Hexi didn't know what his previous WeChat Moments background was like.

But now the background has changed to the roses on that table.

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You Yue lay beside Cheng Hexi in bed. After she fell asleep, he went downstairs to his study to work. He had just fallen asleep when she woke up.

Half-asleep, You Yue moved his arm and realized that his arms were empty and there was no one beside him.

He suddenly stood up.

Previously, You Yue hated it when people invaded his private space.

After Cheng Hexi moved into the master bedroom, it seemed like she had already gotten used to it, even though it hadn't been long.

Once his eyes adjusted to the darkness, You Yue got out of bed. Remembering that Cheng Hexi had just woken up, he said he was going to get some water.

How can you drink water for so long?

He pulled his robe tighter, got up and left the room. As he went downstairs, he wondered if she had encountered something upsetting, or if she was having trouble sleeping again.

There was a dim light in the study on the second floor, and the door was open.

Is he coming to work because he can't sleep?

I walked over without deliberately slowing my pace, afraid of suddenly appearing and bumping into her.

Cheng Hexi was not working as he had assumed.

The summer nights are hot and dry, but the villa maintains a constant temperature and humidity, keeping you completely unaffected by the heat.

Cheng Hexi was wearing a soft white spaghetti strap dress with a matching silk shawl draped over her shoulders. Her long hair was casually loose, and her ankles were fair. She was reclining on a rocking chair by the French windows with her eyes closed.

The floor lamp next to the rocking chair emitted a faint light, while outside the French windows lay a deep darkness.

Sleeping by the window like that could easily lead to catching a cold.

You Yue frowned almost imperceptibly and walked towards her.

Cheng Hexi wasn't asleep. She noticed him approaching and opened her eyes.

A sheet of letter lay on her lap, and when she looked up, her shimmering gaze fell upon him.

The man was tall and broad-shouldered, almost blocking out the light from the floor lamp.

Standing beside her like this inexplicably gave her a sense of security and belonging.

You Yue squatted down, not minding kneeling in front of her.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

"You had a nightmare but didn't call me, and instead you're secretly feeling sad here?"

After speaking, You Yue raised his hand and gently rubbed the cheek of the person in front of him.

He spoke softly, his voice slightly hoarse from just waking up, yet carrying an undeniable warmth.

“I didn’t have a nightmare.” Cheng Hexi tugged at the man’s sleeve and smiled. “Get up, I’ll tell you.”

You Yue obediently got up and moved the chair that Cheng Hexi usually sat in for her office to sit down.

He leaned forward slightly and took her hand.

It wasn't even one o'clock yet, and Cheng Hexi didn't know when You Yue went to sleep, but she knew he went to bed later than her.

As he sat down beside her, she reached out and touched his face, asking, "Why are you awake?"

You Yue: "When I was half asleep and realized you weren't there, I couldn't fall back asleep."

He was just stating the facts, but Cheng Hexi moved closer to him and felt that this person was seriously saying sweet nothings.

"You said you were going to get some water, but you haven't come back since?" You Yue asked.

Cheng Hexi hummed in agreement: "After waking up, I wasn't sleepy anymore. I thought about some things and found the letter my mother left me."

You Yue had just taken a shower, her loose hair falling naturally across her forehead. Having just woken up, she exuded a languid air.

The man had deep-set eyes, and he only looked at her. His gaze was gentle, like a tranquil lake.

Cheng Hexi thought back to the night they met in the clouds. It was the first time she had really looked at You Yue, and she thought his eyes were beautiful.

Now, those eyes are only looking at her.

She smiled, pulled aside her outer robe, revealing the scattered kiss marks and the tattoo on her shoulder.

Do you know what this means?

You Yue never asked.

"Your birthday."

The man didn't hesitate, as if he didn't understand why something so simple was considered a problem.

Cheng Hexi looked up, her eyes filled with surprise.

Seeing that she actually thought he didn't know, You Yue smiled helplessly.

"It's clearly written on the marriage certificate, why don't I know?"

Cheng Hexi paused, not wanting to speak anymore.

After all, she hadn't paid any attention to You Yue's birthday back then.

You Yue had no intention of bringing up the past with her. He casually stroked her fingers and fiddled with the wedding ring on her hand.

On the morning of their second day living together, he happened to see the tattoo, but he didn't know what it meant.

If someone tattoos their own birthday, who would that be related to?

He had thought about it briefly before, but overall he wasn't very curious, so he didn't dwell on the answer.

Later, every time You Yue took off Cheng Hexi's clothes, he would find it very glaring, but she didn't bring it up, so You Yue didn't either. He would just rub it with his fingertips and kiss her body starting from that tattoo each time.

"When did you get this tattoo?" he asked.

Cheng Hexi: "My mother passed away around this time eleven years ago."

She sighed softly: "At that time, her health was deteriorating, and we all knew very well that she would leave us soon. I was very scared and very serious. So I told her that I wanted to get her birthday tattooed on my body."

You Yue listened quietly without interrupting.

He had already learned from Cheng Hexi's few words how deep her relationship with her mother was, but before today, he only knew that Cheng Hexi had never told him this herself.

Today, she was talking to him.

“My mom didn’t stop me at the time, but she said: ‘If you’re going to get a tattoo, then get your own birthday tattooed. It’s the day we met, and it’s just as important and unforgettable for both of us.’”

Her outer robe was slightly open, and the thin straps of her nightgown hung on her shoulders.

You Yue gently stroked the tattoo.

“Your mother loves you very much,” he said.

Cheng Hexi nodded slightly.

She picked up the letter that was resting on her lap and said, "At that time, my mother found out about He Zhouyan's existence. She was very worried about me and left me a letter."

Cheng Hexi had read the letter many times during her university years. After her grandparents passed away, she left it in the safe of her villa in Paris and never opened it again.

She only got it back on her last trip to Paris.

"Xilin's success today is inseparable from my mother's contributions back then."

“I told you before that I studied business and mathematics because I did well in a math competition, but it wasn’t entirely because of that.” She let out a soft sigh. “When my mother was seriously ill, I wanted Shirin. I didn’t want her achievements to fall into someone else’s hands.”

"But after she passed away, she wrote in a letter that she hoped I would stay away from everything I hated and live my own life."

At this point, Cheng Hexi smiled and said, "She actually managed to guess what I was thinking."

"When you were in Manhattan, you were already a VP, right?" You Yue held her hand and squeezed it reassuringly. "You were very capable when you were doing the IPO for Dawn, I know."

Cheng Hexi curved her lips into a smile.

This was the best case she had ever done, and she had received a lot of praise and recognition. Hearing You Yue mention it now, she couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Cheng Hexi's abilities are undeniable, and You Yue knows that if she stays in New York, her career will flourish.

"But you still came back."

I've returned to the place you despise.

Cheng Hexi said, "I only met you after I came back here."

She has no regrets.

This was the best decision she ever made.

You Yue's gaze softened further.

He woke up in the middle of the night, not having slept enough, but still listened to her patiently.

He looked at her for a while, then suddenly leaned forward and touched the ankle of the person in front of him.

Her hands had been warmed by his touch, but her ankles were still cold, even though the room temperature was at its most comfortable.

Cheng Hexi didn't want to see him frown, so she reached out and grabbed the man's wrist. When they met eyes, she said, "So, have I managed to make you feel better?"

"What?" The topic jumped so quickly that You Yue didn't react for a moment.

"Weren't you still upset this morning? Have you forgotten already?" Cheng Hexi smiled. "Didn't I say I bought flowers to cheer you up?"

"Have I made you feel better?"

You Yue nodded and smiled very softly.

Cheng Hexi coaxed him, saying there was no need to send flowers.

-

The next morning, during the brief break while waiting for breakfast, she picked up her phone to check WeChat. Xu Zhumeng hadn't replied to her message, but You Yue, who hadn't checked his phone all night, replied this morning, probably after finishing his workout.

The reply was almost exactly what Cheng Hexi had guessed.

[It's my first time receiving flowers, so what's wrong with wanting to show off?]

Her heart started beating faster.

After exiting the chat window, a red dot appeared in my Moments.

Clicking on the red dot revealed that the old lady had seen the photos You Yue posted last night.

Grandma also liked the post and even commented "Wow" below.

Without disrupting the formation, a comment was added below: "When did Boss You, who can even kill cacti, start growing flowers?"

Cheng Hexi couldn't help but laugh.

Aunt Yao brought breakfast to the table, and she smiled and looked up to thank her.

You Yue had just come downstairs and witnessed the whole scene.

He wore a gray suit today, with a darker gray striped tie, and his watch and cufflinks were impeccably tailored.

He sat down opposite Cheng Hexi, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "So happy?"

Cheng Hexi put down her phone, looked up at him, and asked, "Grandma said you killed a cactus before, do you remember?"

"..." You Yue didn't expect her to laugh at this, and for a moment he didn't know how to react. He said indifferently, "I don't remember."

Cheng Hexi drank her porridge while looking at him.

You Yue took a bite of the fried egg and asked, "Did Grandma tell you that?"

"Grandma commented on your post on WeChat Moments."

"How did we get onto the topic of cacti?"

Cheng Hexi: "...Go see for yourself."

You Yue curved her lips into a smile.

She wanted to hear it, so he told her, "I was in elementary school back then."

The teacher assigned the task of growing flowers. The old lady was afraid that Youyue would kill her precious flowers, so she gave him a cactus. He watered it too much and the cactus rotted at the roots.

It's a very simple story.

Cheng Hexi laughed for a while after hearing this, never expecting that You Yue had this side to him.

You Yue let her laugh and peacefully ate her breakfast across from her.

I'm flying to New York again next week, which is halfway around the world and thirteen hours ahead of him.

Cheng Hexi realized that she actually didn't want to leave, and after regaining her senses, her heart skipped a beat.

You Yue looked up at her from across the table and gave her a slight smile.

He contacted Tang Ying in advance to confirm Cheng Hexi's itinerary and had already booked an international flight for his private jet to celebrate her birthday.

At this moment, he said nothing, only asking, "He Xi, with a thirteen-hour time difference, will you miss me?"

Cheng Hexi paused for a moment as she drank her porridge.

From the far south to the far north, from the five continents to the four seas, she can't remember how many times she's crossed the International Date Line by plane. New York, London, Paris, Singapore... she owns properties everywhere, but she has never felt attached to any of them.

She returned to Beijing simply because her career was there.

But now, this city has Youyue, it has her home.

He was across the table, dressed as always in a well-tailored suit, looking dashing and debonair, his gaze tender as he looked at her.

Cheng Hexi heard herself say, "Yes."

She learned to be honest.

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Author's Note: We've given our Little Romance a new cover!

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