Twenty-nine years of life, fifteen years of entanglent, he was no longer young, and she was no longer the innocent and carefree little girl she once was.
No matter that she had encountered Shen Zui in the past, or Song Yichuan, deep in his heart he still felt she was the one whose soul resonated most with his.
They had both been lonely for a long ti, always walking alone in this world, unchanged for many years.
The only difference was that he had decided on her long ago, while she wandered aimlessly until finally returning to his side.
They were destined to be a pair, to give to each other, to warm each other, ultimately granting each other a life of happiness and peace.
He gently said, in a magnetic voice: "Nuannuan, rember what you said, as long as I’m willing, you’d be happy to accompany !"
Shi Nuan’s eyes lightly fluttered, nodding, she murmured "Mm".
It’s a request that, in both emotion and reason, left no grounds for refusal.
Her response left Song Yansheng quite satisfied; he finally let go of Shi Nuan, reaching out to brush the long hair cascading down her shoulders.
"Isn’t it hot, dressed like that today, Nuannuan?"
Shi Nuan felt embarrassed, thinking, why do I dress like this, don’t you have a clue?
But on the surface, she still answered obediently: "Not hot!"
Song Yansheng, however, didn’t care if she was hot or not, taking a handkerchief from his suit pocket and placing it in her palm.
"Keep this, Nuannuan, to wipe your sweat!"
Shi Nuan looked at the pale blue handkerchief, embroidered with golden thread, and the character "Yu" on it.
The touch was silky and gentle.
Shi Nuan didn’t refuse, perhaps because she felt refusing would be futile, she accepted it.
Song Yansheng nodded, his eyes soft with a smile, saying: "Alright then, Nuannuan, get off the car now, otherwise you’ll be late soon!"
Shi Nuan made a sound of agreent, saying: "Okay!"
The car door opened, Shi Nuan glanced back at the man, Song Yansheng still looking softly at her, his gaze very focused.
Thinking carefully, whenever he looked at her, his gaze seed always to be focused.
Song Yansheng, at twenty-nine, didn’t seem like a novice in love, plus with his looks and status many won were crazy about him.
Previously, glancing at reports about Song Yansheng, she would occasionally and gossipy wonder what it would be like for such a man to fall in love.
But she had never imagined she could be in love with Song Yansheng.
Saying it out loud, it was simply a fairytale, impossible to co true.
So, as they say, fate is truly miraculous and strange!
Shi Nuan got off the car, standing solemnly in front of it, she said again to Song Yansheng: "Second Uncle, goodbye!"
Song Yansheng replied: "Goodbye, Nuannuan!"
Looking at the man once more, Shi Nuan turned and left.
Song Yansheng watched her figure walk away, the car also didn’t leave.
"Old Zhang, don’t you think our Nuannuan is becoming more and more reliant on ?" Song Yansheng suddenly asked.
Old Zhang slightly nodded, saying: "Yes, she is becoming more reliant on Mr.!"
"No, it’s not just reliance..." Song Yansheng’s gaze, at that mont, was extraordinarily gentle.
He said: "She has fallen in love with , and little by little, she loves more and more!"
Old Zhang looked at the man’s expression through the rearview mirror, not knowing what to feel in his heart.
Because he truly felt that Mr.’s obsession with Shi Nuan was overwhelming.
This level of obsession couldn’t be described with words.
The Lady said her son had gone mad, had beco deranged for Shi Nuan, that if he got her it would be fine, if not he would destroy himself.
Before, Old Zhang didn’t believe it, but now, he truly did.
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