The fireworks outside vanished as soon as they erupted, yet they planted eternal seeds deep within the heart, slowly taking root and growing.
"Huh," Beitang Yao’s low voice lingered again by her ear, "What did you call just now?" He was sure he wanted to hear it once more.
That utterance landed right in his heart, making him unable to extricate himself.
Xia Qingqian’s face instantly flushed red, she lowered her head, recalling how she had called him just now, leading Beitang Yao to hold it so tightly to heart... The scene replayed in her mind, a na steeped in intimate atmosphere suddenly echoed by her ear...
Yao!
That’s how she called him, and she did so with abandon! She even imrsed herself in the atmosphere shared between lovers, calling his na so ambiguously, stirring endless imagination.
"Hmm?" Beitang Yao saw her with head down and not speaking, he humd softly, trying to pull her thoughts back, "Do you need to think for so long? Do you not rember what you said?"
Xia Qingqian lifted her eyes dazedly, glanced at Beitang Yao who had regained calmness, and with a smile on her lips, softly said, "Yao... Young Master..."
Beitang Yao held his breath listening to her calling him once. At the mont she opened her mouth, he distinctly felt his heart skip a beat, but upon hearing her continue, he got pulled back to reality!
"You are now allowed to call my na." He opened his mouth to command dominantly; commanding as he was at that mont, he was so charming—this kind of gentle indulgent dominance was impossible for others to imitate, only Beitang Yao in the whole world could portray this feeling.
Xia Qingqian was still quite unaccustod to such intimacy. She knew at the mont she embraced him just now, she wished for a lifeti to hold him like that, how wonderful it would be.
As Xia Qingqian hesitated about how to call his na, cheers erupted from other cabins in the Ferris wheel. She glanced over, and at the mont the fireworks were about to vanish, she saw several beautiful large characters catch her eye: Qing, forget the past, start anew, Yu.
Xia Qingqian was moved to tears by those large characters; her Brother Zhenyu was already gone, these romantic and thoughtful deeds...
Tears shimred in her eyes, she turned to look at Beitang Yao, and in his eyes, she saw the disappearing fireworks flash like a dam breaking, flowing uncontrollably; tears slipped down like broken pearls.
"...Young Master... thank you... for showing all this..." She spoke, choking up, her voice rolling with hot currents, intensely hot.
She knew all this must have been prepared by Beitang Yao, she felt imnsely grateful, she excitedly leaned forward, fiercely hugging Beitang Yao’s neck!
"Young Master, thank you!" She expressed her gratitude again.
Young Master forbids her from keeping Qiao Zhenyu in her mind, banishing everything regarding Qiao Zhenyu from her thoughts, but now he’s doing this for her, it moved her deeply.
Beitang Yao, caught off guard, fell back the instant she pounced to hug him fiercely; she happened to fall into his arms, and he stretched out a hand, encircled her waist, softly whispered by her ear, "Do you like it?"
He was confident she would like it, wasn’t her current action showing her feelings?
"Hmm hmm!" Xia Qingqian raised her hand to wipe tears from her face, trying to part from him, "Young Master, I like it very much. I think this must also be Brother Zhenyu’s wish, I will definitely start anew." However, she was not keen on forgetting the past; those past mories were the best part of her life, how could she forget them? Her heart wasn’t that hard, she only wished those past mories to reside eternally in her heart.
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