Chapter 146 If Line: Freeman Caesar's Story Ends
Mingyue had just finished class and was packing her backpack.
She noticed that some people outside were whispering and looking back at her, and some familiar classmates were waving at her.
Mingyue suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
Could it be that Morino Ling is causing trouble?
According to his personality of having his eyes on the top of his head, he should hold his head high and walk into the classroom with a swagger when the bell rings.
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Mingyue immediately denied it.
It shouldn't be him who is causing trouble.
The man was very arrogant. She blocked him, and Jett tried every way to stop him...
It's been so long, he should have given up long ago.
Mingyue quickly packed her bag and immediately stood up and walked out.
I only heard the two girls in front of me turn around and smile at her:
"Mingyue, why is Brother Caesar waiting here at the teaching building today? Didn't he always wait in the parking lot before..."
"Look at that overbearing CEO. He manages such a large corporation and still has to find time to pick up his girlfriend from school... Those men who say they don't have time, are they on an interstellar journey and that's why they don't have signal?"
Another girl was gossiping with her friend next to her:
"The boss personally drove a B-brand anniversary model sports car today! My brother has been ordering that car for two years and still hasn't gotten it..."
Mingyue was relieved when she heard that Freeman Caesar had come.
Then I became curious again. It’s only 4:30 now. Isn’t he busy?
In the past, at this time, it was either a headquarters meeting or a long-distance online meeting.
Usually she goes to the parking lot, where the driver, Uncle Wang, is waiting to take her to the company.
Jett would come pick her up from school about four or five times a month. It wasn't the weekend, so why was he here?
Mingyue said goodbye to her familiar classmates and immediately ran out.
The setting sun dyed the sky a gentle orange-red.
Freeman Caesar was lazily leaning against a sleek black sports car, waiting quietly.
The twilight softened the natural noble aura around him. His well-fitting black trousers wrapped around a pair of slender and powerful legs, which were casually crossed in front of the car.
When Freeman Caesar heard the bell, he turned his head slightly and his eyes fell on the exit of the teaching building.
The jawline was sharp and perfect, and the crimson lips were pursed into a very shallow, almost imperceptible curve.
He was not deliberately ostentatious, but his quiet and restrained nobility blended well with the low-key yet luxurious sports car beside him, creating an eye-catching scene in itself.
The eyes of students passing by in twos and threes were involuntarily drawn to it.
Many people recognized him as the president of the Freeman Group. They whispered to each other but did not dare to get too close.
Freeman Caesar's fingertips tapped the car door unconsciously, and the surroundings seemed to be filled with the atmosphere of a slow-motion movie.
This is what Mingyue saw when she ran out:
It is lazy, yet full of a certain tension, which makes people very excited.
Almost instantly, Freeman Caesar looked up as if he had telepathy.
The pair of deep eyes that had seemed a little distant at first lit up and accurately captured his girlfriend.
In the man's eyes, Mingyue was like a light and cheerful bird, flying out from the crowd.
The warm apricot-colored skirt swung in a lively arc, and the golden light of the setting sun sprinkled on her lovingly, casting a layer of soft light on her sweet face.
Her long black hair fluttered on her shoulders, and her almond-shaped eyes looked at him brightly, filled with undisguised joy.
She didn't even notice the envious or smiling looks from her classmates.
With a clear goal and brisk steps, he ran straight towards him.
Freeman had already straightened up and spread his arms.
The remaining aloofness on his face instantly melted away and turned into a gentle smile of doting.
The corners of his lips were raised, and his eyes seemed to be filled with tiny starlight.
"Slow down, baby."
Freeman Caesar's voice was low and smiling, with a natural magnetism.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mingyue threw herself into his arms, bringing with her a scent of pheromones that only he could smell.
Freeman Caesar's strong arms caught her steadily, completely hugging her petite and soft body.
His chin rested lightly on the top of her hair, which exuded a faint fragrance. "So happy?"
Mingyue didn't answer his question first, she raised her face from his arms and asked: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
Her eyes curved into beautiful crescents, and her voice was sweet and innocent: "I'm surprised and happy that you came here to pick me up."
Freeman Caesar lowered his head and gently rubbed her delicate cheek with his fingertips.
"As long as I'm waiting for you, no matter how long it is, it's not too long."
There were more eyes around, and some people were smiling and exchanging gossipy glances with their friends.
At the entrance of the campus filled with youthful atmosphere, the figures of two people, one handsome and noble, the other delicate and sweet, hugging each other tightly are lengthened by the setting sun.
Mingyue seemed to have just noticed the gazes around her.
She did not avoid her boyfriend's hug, but instead stood on tiptoe quickly with a little pride and shyness.
Freeman understood and lowered his head.
A soft and brief kiss fell on her lips.
Warm, sweet, and infinitely cherished.
Like a butterfly resting on petals, it separates at the touch of a button, yet clearly declares intimacy and love.
There were a few good-natured, suppressed laughs and jeers around.
Mingyue's cheeks were slightly hot, and she whispered to him, "Hey, hurry up, hurry up."
Freeman Caesar felt a pleasant vibration in his chest. He put his arm around her shoulders and gentlemanly opened the passenger door for her.
He protected her head and helped her sit in, then carefully fastened her seat belt.
Walking around the front of the car and back to the driver's seat, the engine emitted a low and smooth roar, but it was not noisy.
The black sports car drove smoothly out of the campus and merged into the city's evening traffic.
--
Inside the car window, Mingyue was tilting her head, chattering with him about interesting things that happened in class, and Freeman Caesar was listening attentively.
He occasionally turned his head to look at her, with an unbreakable tenderness in his eyes.
The last rays of the setting sun enveloped their figures, and Freeman Caesar suddenly spoke:
"Little Moon, what should I call you in that world?"
Mingyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and put her hand on her boyfriend's leg, rubbing it back and forth:
"You like to call me Little Moon, but when you're unhappy you call me my full name. Occasionally you call me Xiao Yue, Yue Yue, or baby."
Freeman Caesar stared straight ahead, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.
After a long time, he suddenly asked again: "Do you want to live that kind of life?"
As soon as he said this, Mingyue was stunned.
Freeman Caesar continued:
"There are five boyfriends who dote on you, a pair of twins, a career... and here there's only me."
"There's only one man who's jealous, possessive, often too busy to date you, and who controls every detail of your life."
Mingyue looked at her boyfriend's profile in silence.
Just when the air seemed to be freezing, she chuckled and spoke:
"It was just a dream. I'll just treat it as an extra memory."
"Like you said, that's another parallel world. That me is me, but it's not me either."
"The one who is with you now is the real me. It is Mingyue who is in love with you, the moon that belongs to you alone."
Freeman Caesar gritted his teeth, tightened his jaw, and his breathing became heavier.
After a long time, Mingyue heard him say:
"Yes, it's mine."
--
The performance of the sports car was maximized. The apartment was close to the school, so it only took 10 minutes to park in the underground garage.
Freeman Caesar held Mingyue's hand tightly, and both of them were surprisingly silent in the elevator.
The man's tense body continued until he entered the small apartment, and his forbearance was exposed.
He lifted Mingyue up with one arm and leaned her against the wall. He unbuttoned his trousers and kissed her neck.
"Call me husband, I want to hear it."
Mingyue really called out "Husband~" sweetly, her voice gentle and a little hoarse with love.
Freeman Caesar buried his head in her neck and kissed her, panting quickly and muffledly: "Baby, scream again."
Mingyue was kissed so hard that she was forced to raise her head and call him husband over and over again.
Before she fell asleep, she heard Freeman Caesar kissing her cheeks repeatedly, and then said:
"I'll ask for leave for you, and I'll help you make up the class you missed."
"The chef will come over to cook, and the maid we transferred from home will be here soon...Have a good sleep and call me..."
Mingyue only remembered a buzzing in her ears, and she fell asleep with a "hmm". She didn't hear a word the boy's mother said.
--
A few hours later
Freeman Caesar sat in the office and stared blankly at the documents piled on the table.
When they finished for the last time this morning, he was originally holding Mingyue and preparing to catch up on two hours of sleep.
But he suddenly felt his soul being pulled out and he had a God's perspective.
Like a soul leaving its shell, it entered the dream world that Mingyue had described:
He saw Yan Chongzhou become the eldest son of the main house;
I saw that she liked being with Chi Heng;
He saw that she had forgiven Mori Ye Ling, often making him mad to the point of spinning around, and then she would smile and coax him;
I also saw her being coaxed into laughing by Zhong Liqi, and then the two hugged and kissed. He opened the door and found her, and she coaxed him again...
It was just a compressed picture of a few years that flashed by quickly, and it was as real as my own memory.
It hurts so much.
The pain was so severe that the moment Freeman Caesar opened his eyes, he just wanted to kill the four people who had taken away his happiness.
But all this is fake.
Of the four of them, Morino Ryo had already given up and followed his brother to South Africa.
Yan Chongzhou and Chi Heng didn't know the moon at all.
The two were calmer and more restrained than each other. Even if they had feelings for Mingyue, they wouldn't do anything stupid.
As for Zhongli Qi--
He used his status as the heir of the Freeman family to put pressure on the boy's parents and promised not to let him leave the territory of Northern Continent within ten years.
Freeman Caesar felt that was not enough.
He seemed to be in a trance, full of insecurity.
Just as he was becoming more and more paranoid, a message of particular concern popped up on his phone:
Jett's Moon: [Hey, it's my husband, what else can I do if I don't pamper him? (spreading hands.jpg) (burying big pecs.jpg)]
Freeman Caesar smiled.
She once said that she suddenly had a bizarre memory, and it was like she was reborn and starting over again.
He now also had this memory and understood the meaning behind Xiaoyue's words.
They met again in this world. He had no memory, but still fell in love with her at first sight.
And this time she chose not to get involved with anyone from that world.
I didn't change my major and didn't choose singing.
I didn't know those friends, including Morino Kita's future wife and her best friend Ikawa Esa.
Mingyue has been starting over in her own way.
Firmly choose to love him and give him enough sense of security.
"Click"
A drop of water fell on the thick material, immediately soaking it.
After a while
The man picked up his phone and called:
"Wife---"
"Yeah, it's okay, I just missed you. ....What did you eat...Okay, let's have hot pot tonight...Yeah, okay, I'll make it."
On the other end of the phone --
After Mingyue hung up the phone with her boyfriend, she skillfully blocked Chi Heng who added her as a friend.
Then he replied to a number that was too familiar to be with:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, we haven't met before. You may have recognized the wrong person."
After sending the message, I blocked the number.
Mingyue calmed down for a while, and suddenly thought that her boyfriend's voice and mood seemed a little wrong?
So Mingyue logged into her social account again.
Jett's Moon:
My husband just promised to make me hot pot tonight, and I'm craving something spicy—just as hot and spicy as my husband! (greasy hands.jpg)
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The moon in my arms:
[Yes, husband, I received it. Thank you for the compliment.]
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