Chapter 125 A Heartfelt Confession to Ke Liushuang: I Want to Be Your Real Husband...
Zhu Liushuang glanced around the dining table, but couldn't find her phone, so she frowned. She didn't intend to talk to He Ming, so she coldly picked up her water glass and prepared to look elsewhere.
Unexpectedly, the man at the table easily guessed her thoughts. His tall frame blocked her way, and he said slowly, "Your phone is dead. It's charging in the living room..."
"That……"
Zhu Liushuang had only uttered one word when He Ming interrupted her, saying, "I got you half a day of sick leave. After breakfast, go take a nap. It's still early..."
"You—" Zhu Liushuang glared at him with displeasure. How could this man unilaterally grant her leave? Taking half a day off meant losing her perfect attendance bonus for the month!
She couldn't let the anger get out of her chest, so she asked in a muffled voice, "Where did you ask for leave for me, senior? Who did you ask?"
"Oh, I called your CEO, Mr. Guo." The man answered her without changing his expression, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
"Huh? You...you called President Guo?" Zhu Liushuang's head was already throbbing as if it were about to explode, and upon hearing He Ming's words, it was even more shocking, his head buzzing.
"Um."
"Then wouldn't President Guo...?"
“No, Guo Yang is very tight-lipped and won’t say anything.” He Ming’s tone turned serious as he leaned closer to her and asked, “Liu Shuang, is our relationship really that shameful?”
"No!" His breath was so close, Zhu Liushuang's heart was in turmoil, and she quickly explained, "I just... I just..."
"Just what?" The person who asked the question lowered their voice, with a hint of aggressiveness.
Zhu Liushuang, like a desperate rabbit, seemed ready to poke her head out and bite him at any moment. She puffed out her chest defiantly and said, "What do I have to be afraid of? If President Guo knows, so be it! As long as you don't find it troublesome..."
As her voice faded, her gaze inadvertently shifted to the face of the person in front of her, and she suddenly realized that He Ming was deliberately bluffing her.
“No trouble at all.” The man’s eyes flashed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his eyes. “Liu Shuang, have breakfast first.”
She bit her lower lip; only in this way could Zhu Liushuang suppress the surging grievances in her heart.
How could he act so nonchalantly?
It's as if... everything from the past few days has vanished.
"I have no appetite." She looked away and said in a muffled voice, "You can eat by yourself, senior."
As she moved her feet and turned around, she suddenly felt a weight on her shoulder.
Before she could react, He Ming had already reached out and grabbed her shoulder, giving her no chance to back down.
"Liu Shuang, look up at me." His voice carried a seductive undertone, forcing her to raise her chin and meet his gaze.
Their eyes met, and those usually cool and deep phoenix eyes were now burning with a different kind of emotion, so intense it was impossible to ignore. She blinked, and saw her reflection in his dark pupils.
Her teeth sank deeper, and Zhu Liushuang's eyes welled up with tears. She held back, suppressing her emotions, determined not to let herself shed a tear in front of him.
"Liu Shuang, I'm sorry." He Ming lowered his head and gazed at her, his eyes softening. "I shouldn't have been so hot and cold towards you, I shouldn't have intentionally avoided you..."
Zhu Liushuang had a premonition that He Ming would apologize to her, but she did not expect his apology to be so straightforward.
He almost... admitted to everything she had said in her dream accusing him.
Her eyes welled up with tears. She hadn't been dreaming last night; it was all real!
After he finished speaking, word by word, she raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, asking, "This bracelet..."
"Yes, this is for you, a birthday present." The man paused for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice, "Although it's late, Liu Shuang, happy birthday."
Her lips moved slightly, and Zhu Liushuang uttered two words with difficulty: "Thank you."
"There's a slice of cheesecake in the fridge... Do you want some?" The man's expression suddenly became awkward. He released his grip on her shoulders and asked her hesitantly.
"Senior—" Zhu Liushuang called out solemnly, there were some things she needed to figure out, "I want to know, have you been working overtime these past few days and deliberately avoiding meeting me because of Uncle?"
He Ming smiled helplessly and said, "I guess so!" He didn't want Zhu Liushuang to know the truth, but he also didn't want to lie to her, so he gave an ambiguous answer.
“My dad has always wanted me to date his boss’s daughter, preferably to marry into his family, as that would benefit his career. So… the last time he came, he wanted us to break up as soon as possible…”
Zhu Liushuang had overheard some conversations in the Dreamy Restaurant and the hospital corridor, so she wasn't surprised that He Ming's father wanted them to separate. He Ming's explanation today completely confirmed her suspicions, but... something still seemed off.
Zhu Liushuang always felt that he was hiding something from her, but the man in front of her was so open that she couldn't find any trace of him lying.
"Liu Shuang, I've already told my dad about us getting our marriage certificate." Seeing her silence, He Ming said quietly, "Don't worry, whether he objects or not, it won't change our relationship."
A wave of bitterness washed over her, and Zhu Liushuang asked him with trembling lips, "Our relationship... what kind of relationship?"
Having waited so long, she had lost her patience and just wanted to take this opportunity to force him to answer and give herself a final resolution.
"A marital relationship." The man spoke slowly, his gaze following her eyes. "Last night you were drunk and said we weren't a real couple, that I shouldn't have held your hand, shouldn't have hugged you, shouldn't have held you... But Liu Shuang, I want to be your real husband. I've never been in a relationship before, but the first girl I ever carried on my back was you, the first girl I ever held hands with was you, the first girl I ever hugged was you... even the first girl I ever kissed was you... Whenever I'm with you, I can't help but want to be close to you. I love seeing you smile, I love listening to you chatter on and on beside me, and I especially love how you care about me, worry about me, and care about me..."
The heartfelt confession struck a chord deep within Zhu Liushuang, and her eyes welled up with tears. This was the first time since their reunion that He Ming had spoken so much to her, yet she felt she couldn't get enough of it and wished he would continue, to talk until the end of time.
The man before her did not disappoint her. He reached out and gently pulled her into his arms, his voice trembling with emotion as he said, "Liu Shuang, can you feel it? These intimate gestures I make for you are all beyond my control. Like when I see you cry, I can't help but want to hug you and kiss you... I admit, at first, getting our marriage certificate was for mutual benefit. But now, I have completely fallen in love with you, and I've begun to crave the days I spend with you..."
She leaned against his strong chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat in his chest, and for a moment, tears blurred her vision.
At sixteen or seventeen, he appeared in her sensitive, barren world, inadvertently scattering a handful of flower seeds there. In the many years that followed, the seeds he sowed began to sprout, grow leaves, and bloom, but he remained unaware of this vibrant tapestry. Those hidden joys and sorrows, those girlish secrets carefully written into her diary, flowed into the long river of time along with the withered flowers.
She looked up at her moon, but the moon silently shone on everyone.
Now, the moon lingers only for her.
Her endless waiting and her desperate gamble have finally found their place.
Her frozen hand twitched, and she reached out to wrap her arms around his waist. But halfway through, she abruptly pulled them back down. She was like a traveler who had been wandering for a long time, her homeland so close yet suddenly filled with a sense of trepidation and helplessness.
He Ming's chin rested on the top of her head, and her ear was filled with his slightly trembling breath.
“Originally, I wanted to wait a while before telling you… I was afraid I would seem too hasty and scare you away.” He said bitterly, “Liu Shuang, I know you don’t yearn for real marriage, and you’re even more afraid of the responsibilities and burdens that come with it. But… would you be willing to seriously consider the possibility of us being together… building a real family…?”
Are you willing?
Of course I would!
The moment she wrote down the "picking flowers" plan, she envisioned a perfect ending where she would spend her life with him and stay together until their hair turned white.
Even though the chances were slim, she gritted her teeth and walked step by step to his side.
“I…” She opened her mouth, ready to tell him that she was willing.
But the man holding her rarely revealed his nervousness. He stroked her back and said, "I'm not pressuring you, so you don't have to answer me so quickly. Tell me when you've really thought it through."
Zhu Liushuang felt dazed. He Ming, usually so confident and composed, had a trembling voice filled with insecurity. She choked out a "hmm" and quietly wiped her tear-streaked face with her hand.
The curtains fluttered, and sunlight streamed in obliquely through the windowpane, enveloping them completely. The air shimmered with golden light, and tiny dust particles danced in the air.
This scene was strikingly similar to that day in the hospital corridor, when she mustered all her courage to ask him if he would marry her.
Yet everything was so different. That day, she walked towards him unilaterally, like a moth drawn to a flame, disregarding the consequences.
Today, He Ming took the initiative to approach her and revealed his true feelings to her.
The hands that were wrapped around her back slowly fell down, and the man took a step back, distancing himself from her.
Although she had left his embrace, she could still feel his lingering gaze on her face.
"Why are you crying like a little kitten..." He Ming stared at her intently, and couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe away her tears.
Zhu Liushuang suddenly turned her head, barely dodging the man's outstretched hand.
Ignoring the fleeting look of surprise in his eyes, she changed the subject, saying, "My stomach hurts terribly."
"Why didn't you say so earlier..." The man frowned in frustration, then pushed her onto the dining chair. "I'll get you some stomach medicine. Have some millet porridge first."
The room was warmly heated, and the millet porridge in the bowl was still steaming. Zhu Liushuang glanced at it absentmindedly. Besides the millet porridge, there were also fried cakes, custard buns, and boiled eggs on the table, which seemed to have been delivered.
She picked up the bowl and took a sip of millet porridge. The warm, smooth rice soup had a subtle sweetness in it.
Did he put sugar in the porridge?
Zhu Liushuang squinted and secretly peered at him through half of his sleeve.
The tall, well-built man took some medicine from the medicine box and turned around, his gaze immediately locking onto her.
Caught peeping, she paused for two seconds, then lowered her head as if nothing had happened and continued drinking the porridge in her bowl.
In a corner she couldn't see, the man holding the stomach medicine relaxed his brows and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.
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Author's note: [Loud-eared rabbit head] As Shuangshuang wished, he was the first to say he loved her.
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