Chapter 14 Love is a blooming flower

It was not long ago that Yin Jiu finally figured it out when he realized that he had been attracted to Ning Changyue even earlier.

How Ning Changyue defines their relationship and whether he loves him are very important, but no matter what the outcome is, it cannot be blamed on Ning Changyue.

He is the one who is attracted to Ning Changyue, and he is also the one who wants to be with her. He can't just blame others just because he likes someone and the other person doesn't like him, right?

What's more, he had never even confessed his feelings to her, and he brought her home without any clear reason. Not to mention that Ning Changyue didn't refuse him, she even disliked him for that. He deserved it.

So, after thinking all this through, how could I have the heart to force Ning Changyue to make a choice.

"Come." After turning off the lights in the living room, Yin Jiu took Ning Changyue's hand and led him out of the study.

The desk has been pushed to the corner, and from the entrance to the floor-to-ceiling window, a flower path has been paved with rose petals, surrounded by electronic candles.

In the place where Ning Changyue often stays, candles are arranged in the shape of a heart, with thick rose petals in the middle.

All the lights in the house were turned off, so all I could see was the gorgeous candlelight and the deep red petals.

After taking off his shoes at the door, Yin Jiuguang stepped on it, then turned around and extended his hand to Ning Changyue: "Is it a bit tacky, but if I want to confess my love, I still feel that there should be a sense of ceremony."

Ning Changyue held his hand, followed him, and stepped carefully onto the path paved with flower petals.

The trail was only a few meters long and was quickly completed.

When they reached the two ends of the aisle, Yin Jiu motioned Ning Changyue to sit down, and the two looked at each other in the candlelight.

From just now until now, Ning Changyue's expression seemed a little vacant, as if she was out of touch with the situation.

"Why do you have that expression?" Yin Jiu was amused by him, then hid his smile and said seriously, "I'm sorry, I haven't formally confessed to you before. I hope it's not too late now."

"Ning Changyue, I just realized today that I may have liked you a long time ago, but due to cowardice, I did not analyze the feelings at that time in depth."

"I am used to adding weight to relationships. Before this, I always hoped that I would be the one chosen firmly in relationships, rather than me choosing others. So before I met you, I had never tried to like anyone, because I always suspected that other people's feelings were not sincere enough."

"Actually, this is just because..." Yin Jiu paused, and then added the second half of the sentence with a little difficulty: "Because I am not confident enough in myself."

I don’t believe that anyone will truly love him, and even if someone does, I don’t believe that they will always love him.

Sometimes extreme arrogance comes from low self-esteem.

Without saying more on this topic, Yin Jiu continued, "I was the first one to fall in love with you. Logically, I should have pursued you and confessed to you, but I seem to have habitually left myself a way out."

"As long as we haven't really confirmed the relationship, if I find that you don't have such deep feelings for me, I can tell myself, don't worry, we have just started, and we haven't reached that stage yet."

"So the current situation is not your fault. It's because I didn't express myself clearly, which led to your wrong judgment."

Ning Changyue listened to him quietly, trying hard to understand his thoughts.

Seeing that his understanding was a bit difficult, Yin Jiu felt a little more relaxed. Analyzing one's own emotions was not an easy task. After all, when most people were in the majority, one could even deceive oneself.

Yin Jiu gave him some time to absorb it, and when he saw his eyes looking at him become clear, he spoke again: "Ning Changyue, I like you, and I like you more and more every day. I like the way you look at me, and I also like your temper and personality, so, would you like to consider being my lover?"

"Of course, you can refuse, just follow your heart. Even if you refuse, my attitude towards you will not change, because even if you don't want to now, I will continue to pursue you until you agree."

After officially saying these words, Yin Jiu began to reflect on whether he had said anything poorly.

Then he felt that nothing was good enough. He was wrong before. Confession is actually an indispensable part of love.

Love should be a moving poem or a mellow wine that will become more fragrant with the baptism of time.

Yin Jiu hopes that in the future when Ning Changyue recalls the beginning of their relationship, he will have memories to recall. He will remember today's scene and remember that he had been confessed to seriously.

Yin Jiu took the bouquet of roses on the rocking chair and handed it to Ning Changyue, waiting for his reply.

Without waiting too long, Ning Changyue quickly took the flowers.

But the first thing he asked after accepting was: "Will you break up with me?"

This question seems a bit inappropriate now. After all, he just agreed and is already thinking about breaking up.

"No, unless death separates us, I don't think I will consider breaking up." Yin Jiu answered seriously without any false words.

Ning Changyue said: "Don't lie to me."

As he spoke, tears quickly accumulated in his eyes and then rolled down one by one.

"Why are you still crying?" Yin Jiu opened his arms towards him and said, "Come here, let your boyfriend hug you."

Without hesitation, Ning Changyue rushed over with all his strength, and the huge inertia caused both of them to fall to the ground.

The heart-shaped candle rings were broken and fell all over the floor.

Patting the back and coaxing the crying little cat in his arms, Yin Jiu's gaze fell on the visual template of love that had been opened last night and had never been closed.

It was like a visual feast after Ning Changyue fell into his arms.

The green heart that symbolizes tranquility and long-lasting joy suddenly had a pink streak emerging from the bottom, and then like a seed that had broken out of its shell, it began to take root and sprout rapidly, as if using the previous emotions as nutrients, growing vigorously and gradually occupying the entire space. The remaining green became the embellishment of green leaves.

At this moment, love blossomed in Ning Changyue's heart.

This reversal caught Yin Jiu off guard.

Can a person's feelings change so quickly?

Yin Jiu muttered as if in a dream: "Ning Changyue, do you like me?"

Ning Changyue lay on Yin Jiu's chest, sobbing softly, and uttered two unclear words: "I like it."

I like it very much.

If it was Yin Jiu, he could do anything.

As long as he is by his side, he is willing to accept any kind of relationship.

"Don't cry, Ning Changyue, shouldn't you be very happy now?" Yin Jiu felt his eyes become sore because of his crying.

What the hell? How can I cry on a day like this?

Turning over and pressing the man under him, Yin Jiu said with a smile: "Boyfriend, do you want to kiss?"

He cried so pitifully, but Yin Jiu's mind was full of "want to kiss" him.

I wanted to kiss him very early on.

Now it seems there is no need to restrain myself anymore, after all, she is his.

Ning Changyue looked at him with tears in her eyes and did not refuse.

Yin Jiu said: "This is also my first time to be with someone close to me. If you feel uncomfortable, please bear with me. I will try my best to improve."

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"Ning Changyue, do you like me kissing you like this?"

"Speak."

"like."