Ling Qianyi didn't notice and happily talked about business:
"Yun Ying, my mother said she wanted to see you, and she also promised to let the gentleman pick an auspicious day to hold our wedding! Let's go home tomorrow!"
He walked forward excitedly and wanted to grab Yunying's hand.
As soon as she touched it, Yun Ying dodged it as if she had been electrocuted.
Her eyes flashed, and she subconsciously tightened the collar of her clothes to hide herself.
"Yun Ying, what's wrong with you?"
In the past, Yun Ying always said that he was erratic, frivolous, and unreliable, so why was he acting a little strange today?
Yun Ying lowered her eyes and thought back to what happened last night...
She likes him, very much.
They met last year when the epidemic was at its worst. He always liked to follow her and call her little deaf girl.
Whenever she was hurt, sad, or had something on her mind, he was always the first to come to her attention and take care of her carefully and considerately.
He is very lively, but he will restrain himself in front of her.
He has a bad temper and would start quarreling with others at the slightest disagreement, but he was never mean to her.
He was an impatient man who would say what the wind was and what the rain was, but he was willing to become soft for her.
In the teenage years when love begins to blossom, the relationship between the boy and the girl is so beautiful. There is no need to go through life and death events, no need for fancy words or vows of eternal love. Two pure hearts come together and like each other.
This is the purest emotion.
There is no conspiracy, no calculation, no exploitation, no suspicion, just pure love for each other.
But suddenly, a chasm appeared between the two of them.
This is a gap that can never be crossed.
Even though the young marquis was right before her eyes and within her reach, Yun Ying knew that she would never be able to cross that gap and she would never be the same again.
The heartache was like a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat, almost bursting her throat and killing her.
She clenched her hands tightly, her nails digging into her flesh, and tried her best to hold back the urge to cry. She said in a calm tone:
"Young Marquis, we...maybe...are not suitable..."
"Huh?" The young man tilted his head in confusion. He had been very nervous since he was a child, and it took him a while to react.
"What's inappropriate?"
"Look, you're a woman and I'm a man, we're a perfect match made in heaven."
Yun Ying's nose suddenly felt sore and she almost couldn't hold it back.
Bite your tongue!
He is a simple, carefree boy, and his life partner should be a sunny and bright woman, not her!
"Young Marquis, I will not go to the Dingguo Marquis' Mansion, nor will I marry you. Just treat my previous words as a joke!"
She turned and ran.
She was worried that if she stayed for one more second, she would lose control...
"Yun Ying!" Ling Qianyi ran up to her despite the pain, caught up with her, and grabbed her. "You were not joking before. You like me, and I like you. I can feel it."
"Are you... angry?"
He looked at her cautiously, his heart tense.
From childhood to adulthood, he was fearless and even dared to confront Marquis Dingguo, but he was only afraid of making her unhappy.
He whispered, "Are you angry with me because I didn't protect you last night?"
Last night, when the explosion...
At that time, he was drunk, but at the moment of danger, he threw her to the ground without hesitation and used his back to block it all.
From childhood to adulthood, apart from her parents and the princess, no one was willing to make such sacrifices for her.
People are all made of flesh and blood. It would be a lie for Yunying to say that she was not touched.
The moment he pounced on her, Yun Ying had already decided that the young marquis was the one for her in this life!
But now... she is just a withered tree, how dare she tarnish his elegance?