Chapter 214 My Heart Is Beating Only for You
What is it like to suddenly see someone with the same appearance and body shape?
If it were someone else, they might find it incredible, and their first reaction would be to think that they were the same person, who just changed their clothes and reappeared in front of them.
But Tong Wanwan felt a complex emotion welling up from deep within her heart. She was very determined—this was the first time she had seen this person since waking up.
Tong Wanwan was stunned for a moment. She first placed the dessert plate on the coffee table, then took a tentative step towards the silver-haired man.
Next second.
The man in the dark brown knee-length windbreaker strode towards her and suddenly hugged her in his arms.
The man was very strong, yet he also revealed a hint of caution.
"sorry."
The other person's voice was exactly the same as Mr. Ives's. At this moment, it was exceptionally low and hoarse, as if it had exhausted all its strength to suppress its complex emotions, causing her to pause suddenly.
Sorry? Why should I say sorry to her?
Does this person also know her?
So familiar.
The scent of this embrace was so familiar that it made her nose sore. Many broken fragments of memory inexplicably flashed through her mind, but because there were too many and too fast, she couldn't grasp anything.
Not only his breath, but even the faint sandalwood scent on the man's body made her heart warm.
It seemed as if all the defenses and suspicions, the invisible pressure on my shoulders, could be easily removed next to him, revealing my true self.
It feels so familiar.
I really like...this feeling.
After a moment of silence.
"Who are you?" The girl who was held tightly in his arms made a muffled sound, and the ending tone seemed to have a hook, so soft and sticky that it made people soften their hearts.
But the words she said made the silver-haired marshal's body stiffen and he even held his breath for several seconds.
An unbelievable guess emerged in my mind.
Wanwan... doesn't remember him?
The man froze in place, his tone hurried, "Ivis, my name."
At this moment, Tong Wanwan's face was still buried in his chest. Because of the height difference, Elvis couldn't see the expression between her eyebrows.
In the silence, he heard the woman's whisper——
"But there's already a Mr. Ives here."
How could they be so similar, she thought.
The facial features, body shape, voice, and even the name are the same, without a single letter different.
Tong Wanwan's words were like a thunderclap, making Elvis' heart ache.
Before using the time-space converter, Tracy had already explained all the possible events to him. Elvis also knew that there was a high possibility of encountering this parallel self.
He also made all the preparations.
But... when his girl said, "There's already a Mr. Ives here," he still felt a sudden sense of disappointment.
Astonishment, pain, anger, jealousy, loss, disbelief...all the negative emotions came flooding in, leaving him no chance to react.
Elvis couldn't help but think wildly -
Is Wanwan going to abandon him?
When people suffer a major blow, they can't help but ask for confirmation over and over again.
"Wanwan, Wanwan..." He lowered his eyelids in frustration, like a lonely and pitiful large pet, waiting for his owner's comfort.
"I'm sorry." I should have come to you earlier, earlier.
"You really don't remember me?"
Elvis's body was as stiff as a stone covered with ice and snow.
And he choked up a little, which was rare.
"Who are you?" Tong Wanwan didn't respond, but continued to ask stubbornly, as if she had to hear some answer before she would give up.
In the silence, she heard the man's trembling voice.
"I'm Elvis."
"You keep calling me Mr. Marshal."
Hearing these four words, Tong Wanwan suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked up.
The next moment, Elvis saw——
Those pure black eyes were filled with tears, with a faint red at the corners and tear marks at the corners.
"...Don't cry, I won't bother you."
He suddenly stopped and hurriedly wiped away the tears from Tong Wanwan's eyes. The next second, another tear slid down her face along the previous tear mark and dripped down.
Tong Wanwan tried to open her lips to speak, but found that her throat was choked by something invisible and very sour, and her voice was so low and hoarse that she couldn't make a sound.
But she still stretched out her hand persistently and firmly, her slender white fingers tightly grasping his arm, wrinkling the man's straight windbreaker.
"I...hiccup."
I don’t know how long Tong Wanwan buried her head and silently shed tears. As soon as she spoke, she couldn’t help but let out a small hiccup in pain.
She was so cute that it made Elvis' heart beat fast, but also made him panic and feel a pain in his heart.
"I think... I have amnesia. I can't remember anything."
"But," she sobbed, looking into Elvis' eyes filled with heartache and helplessness, "But, can I like you, Mr. Marshal?"
"I...hiccup, I can't control it." The person in his arms sobbed.
"My heart is about to jump out of my chest when I see you."
Ives gasped.
The fingers he was holding Tong Wanwan with also increased their strength in a daze, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones so that they could never be separated again.
Skin touches skin, temperature is exchanged, and pulse is transmitted.
In this motionless posture, a very warm feeling spreads from the arms and extends to the limbs, and every pore speaks of satisfaction.
like.
Wanwan said in person that she liked him.
Even if she has lost her memory, even if there is another "him" in this parallel time and space, Tong Wanwan will still dispel all the fog that obscures her eyes and her heart will beat fast only for him.
Elvis couldn't describe his feelings at the moment, he just felt that the softest corner of his heart was touched.
The Marshal was unable to utter any sweet words, so he had to lower his head and prove it in person.
He placed his lips on hers and gently sucked on her red lips, keeping their lips touching. He waited until she slowly stopped sobbing and hiccuping and calmed down, then he led her to gradually sink into this extremely gentle and loving kiss.
Tong Wanwan did not refuse.
From this slow, long, deep kiss, she also got the answer she wanted.
Ten minutes later, the kiss ended.
Tong Wanwan panted slightly, hesitated for a moment, then raised her head slightly and asked Elvis carefully.
"You like me too, right?"
The Marshal, whom she fell in love with at first sight, touched the corners of her red eyes and then bent down to kiss the tip of her red nose.
He said, "I love you."
After she finished speaking, she opened her round eyes and tightened her fingers, making Ives's sleeve wrinkled and horrible.
Almost all the inexplicable grievances disappeared at this moment.
This is so unfair, Tong Wanwan thought.
My nose is feeling sore again.
(End of this chapter)
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