Chapter 77 Love Him More
Zhou Junheng's explanation once again made her understand his feelings.
This crying made Shi Ye's already tired mind even more exhausted.
From hugging each other to him holding her in front of the desk and kissing her until she couldn't breathe, Shi Ye actually didn't know how it happened.
He said, "Shiye, I love you. Can you love me more in the future?"
He was even just mumbling to himself.
Shi Ye also knew that if she hadn't asked today, Zhou Junheng would not have told her all this, not because he felt embarrassed or ashamed, but because he was afraid that she would be sad and cry.
Whether she answers or not, he will continue to love her.
Love her very much, love her very much.
The man also said: "My engagement with you is just because of love, nothing else."
She also knew that he had asked for it personally.
After the heaviness of confessing his eight-year secret love faded away, sleepiness gradually sank in. Zhou Junheng looked down and found that the girl in his arms had fallen asleep.
He could even fall asleep while kissing her.
Helpless and heartbroken.
Everything that happened tonight was unexpected enough that this didn't seem to matter.
The girl leaned against her arms, her soft and dependent posture seemed particularly safe. She gently put down the postcard in her hand and carried her back to the room to rest.
He tried to move as lightly as possible, but the movement still caused the girl to react.
"Zhou Junheng...I love you too."
“…I’ll love you even more in the future.”
The voice was so soft that Zhou Junheng even thought he had misheard.
But how could that be?
How could he have heard wrong the answer that he had been thinking about day and night?
In the darkness of the night, Shi Ye lay quietly in his arms, holding Shi Ye in a dependent posture, even when they were sleeping. She gave him a sense of security through many little habits.
The girl was heartbroken, heartbroken that he had walked through these eight years alone.
He said he didn't blame her, and he really didn't blame her.
Wasn't he just not brave enough? He hadn't been able to do it before, but he hadn't found a chance to tell her about the various opportunities he had after turning 18. Was he afraid? Or was he hesitant?
He is the secret admirer, but that doesn't give him the moral high ground.
Because before confession, neither party owes the other anything.
Now it is even the best ending, his secret love has been grandly fulfilled.
He kissed the girl between her eyebrows and tucked the quilt for her again. It would no longer be those eight years. They would spend the rest of their lives together.
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When Shi Ye woke up, the man next to her was unusually still asleep. She could hardly believe her biological clock.
But besides surprise, she was delighted. The first thing she saw when she woke up was him.
The thought of picking up the phone to check the time drifted away, and I was able to focus on admiring Zhou Junheng's sleeping face.
The distinct three-dimensional nose bridge and long eyelashes are really eye-catching. He said in the postcard that he fell in love with her at first sight. She now feels even more sad that when he was 21, he was also at the best age. Isn't this her luck?
Eight years had passed, and now he was 29, but the traces of time seemed to be completely absent from his face. His usual aloof and cold demeanor needed a look to neutralize it, but now, even in his sleep, there was no sharpness.
When he was distracted again, Zhou Junheng had already woken up.
Her silly look was so well-behaved, even less aggressive than a small animal. She said to him softly, "Zhou Junheng, I love you."
As she spoke, she rubbed against his arms again, resting her head on his shoulder and acting coquettishly in the crook of his neck.
Then he continued naturally, "I don't know what time it is now, but since you haven't woken up yet, it must be early."
Zhou Junheng gently touched her head, but the answer was not so pleasant.
"I'm not sure."
I thought he would nod in affirmation, but with this answer, he stopped nodding halfway.
He muttered, "Director Zhou is unreliable. Get up, get up. I need to go to the office on time."
Zhou Junheng smiled and took the arm that was stretched out to grab the phone back into his arms.
Smiling, he gave her an answer that would reassure her: "It's not even eight o'clock yet."
Shi Ye was of course willing to do so in the warm bed, smiling softly: "Then let's wait until Auntie comes up and knocks on the door before going downstairs?"
She said it was a question, but in fact it was just a plan and action.
"What was I trying to ask you last night? Why were you lying on your side in the shower?"
Zhou Junheng was suddenly asked this question and said, "When I finished talking with my dad in the study and was about to come back downstairs, the kitten bumped into my arms and lost its fur."
I never thought it would be like this, so I laughed.
"So you took a shower as soon as you got home. You didn't want to leave this shadow in the master bedroom. You thought everyone could see it later, right?"
She asked him again: "Was it Puff or Gulu who bumped into you?"
Thinking of how he could never remember the names of the two chubby cats, he added, "Gulu is the one that looks like a talking cloud, and the other one is Puff."
Zhou Junheng gave the answer: "It's not puff."
"So it's Gollum? Did it shed a lot of hair?"
Zhou Junheng didn't want to recall the hair loss incident. "At first, you said it looked like a jelly, but now it has changed to losing hair."
"So changing to clouds is more vivid~"
"That's right. Things are in a process of development and change, and it's hard to control. It's fine for Mom to raise two. If you want to play with them for a few days, that's fine too. We won't raise any here."
Zhou Junheng's intention towards Pei Gong was too obvious, and Rang Shi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
He is really afraid of cats, and even more afraid of cat hair.
She nodded: "Of course, we don't raise cats here, Director Zhou just raises children here."
Zhou Junheng: “?”
Before he could say anything else, Shi Ye had already stood up, "Friday is the last day of work, and this week's work is over. Mrs. Zhou is here to set an example for Director Zhou."
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