One of them was in bed, the other in the bathroom—they had been in quite a predicant for a while!
Eventually, Di Mingzhe felt that if he continued his bath, he would be there till daybreak, so he dried off and erged.
Truth be told, when he stepped outside, his heart was filled with nervous anticipation but that suddenly dissipated halfway.
Because he saw Di Xiaxia sleeping on the bed!
Perhaps he really had taken too long in the bath.
He walked softly towards the room, switching off the main lights leaving only a side lamp on. Its soft glow filled the room.
He watched the sleeping girl on the bed, his deep-set eyes sinking lower.
After a mont of silence, he approached her, sat by her side, and gently patted her, "Xiaxia, wake up, your brother has sothing to say."
He gently lay her head on the pillow. Di Mingzhe’s original intent was to walk away, but at that mont he couldn’t tear his gaze away.
The girl was incredibly beautiful, her exquisite features, fair and lustrous skin, making Di Mingzhe’s deep dark eyes sink even lower.
As they sank deeper, his emotions started bubbling over.
Twenty years of unrequited love had seeped deep into his bones. Looking at her now, he didn’t want to look away.
With so inexplicable urge, he slowly moved closer to her, his glowing lips, drawn uncontrollably towards hers.
Inch by inch, he moved closer till he felt he would stop breathing, cautiously as if he were a thief.
Fearing she would wake and discover him.
Just one kiss, only one kiss.
He couldn’t resist and kissed her.
In that instant, his reason shattered!
He kissed her gently and tenderly, as if she were a precious jewel.
But his heart was filled with sorrow.
Why did he have to steal a kiss from her?
Why did he have to find excuses to kiss her?
Was it because she loved soone else?
And that soone else was his own brother!
He despised this feeling, he loathed it, he detested it!
His thoughts went into a frenzy, and his breaths beca as heavy as a thousand pounds of rocks.
He couldn’t suppress this madness!
He was not satisfied, he wanted more!
All his hidden and suppressed emotions erupted suddenly, from just a single stolen kiss.
"Xiaxia..." he murmured, unable to control himself.
A teardrop, without warning, suddenly rolled onto her face, making him even more lancholic.
His reason had left him!
His restraint had vanished!
All was lost!
He kissed her recklessly, like he wanted to prove absurdly—she was to be his!
He had completely lost sense of himself, his slender fingers held her face, lifting her chin, urging her to respond.
Under such a move, Di Xiaxia couldn’t remain asleep.
She opened her eyes in confusion and quickly widened them in shock, struggling instinctively, "Mmm..."
Of course, Di Mingzhe noticed her struggle, her resistance, and for the first ti, he did not let go of her despite her wish.
In his heart, he wanted to scream, "Xiaxia, Di Xiaxia, don’t reject ... I beg you!"
But he could never utter those words, all his emotions concentrating into his eyes, where it welled up, hot and sorrowful.
Di Xiaxia shuddered abruptly. The warm wetness on her face made her suddenly go mad at that mont. The heat was like a sword, piercing her heart all at once.
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