"Ultimately, it took a long ti for to resolve the inner turmoil and conflicts to face this emotion that shouldn’t have arisen."
Moreover, you are Little Chu, and I promised Uncle Yuan to take care of you. In the end, having such feelings for you would make Uncle Yuan bleed from his heart in the heavens, and for a long ti, I didn’t dare to think about it.
If I didn’t see you drowning in your love for Gu Shaocheng, unable to pull yourself out, perhaps even if I developed such feelings for you, I wouldn’t have resolved to pursue you.
Ling Yin was not a man who liked to open up. In a mont of urgency, these words poured out of him, like revealing his heart for soone else to see. After speaking, he adjusted his breathing slightly, feeling a bit uncomfortable, his face burning hot.
He even slightly averted his eyes to avoid the awkwardness.
At that mont, the sound of brakes pierced the sky.
The flashy sports car was the one Ling Yin bought for Hua Hua, parked next to Ling Yin’s black car.
Both their gazes instinctively shifted over.
A man wearing a trench coat stepped out of the car.
Crimson Shadow pulled open the car door, walked to Hua Hua’s side, sensing the tense atmosphere here.
Thinking perhaps there was a conflict between the two, he asked in a protective tone, "Young Master Hua, are you okay?"
Having listened to Ling Yin’s lengthy confession of emotions, Hua Hua gazed complexly at Ling Yin, noticing that he wasn’t looking back at him.
He couldn’t tell whether Ling Yin avoided eye contact because this was all his own act, thus feeling guilty, or if it was truly what he claid, an uncontrollable emotion.
Anyway, he felt quite uncomfortable.
Thinking: He said so much just to express how difficult and conflicting it was for him to like , as if liking was sothing hard to accept.
Yet, for so reason, Hua Hua felt a bit comfortable inside; at least in his words, he doesn’t belittle , but rather shows that he too struggled imnsely with these feelings.
A sense of resonance arose naturally from within.
He rembered the struggles and conflicts he once had when he liked his big brother, as if those were being brought back up.
"I’m fine, let’s go." Hua Hua’s mind was sowhat chaotic, wanting to leave for so peace.
Just as he moved, soone grabbed his wrist. With others present, Ling Yin refrained from saying those heartfelt words again, simply gripping his wrist tightly, unwilling to let go.
Afraid that if he let go, he’d never have the chance to hold it again.
Hua Hua’s gaze fell on his wrist, it hurt, Ling Yin’s grip was neither gentle nor light.
"Let go of ."
"Hua Hua." As Ling Yin began to speak, Crimson Shadow’s gun already aid at his hand.
"Boss Ling, please release him." Crimson Shadow spoke icily, "Otherwise, my gun might accidentally go off."
Ling Yin only looked at Hua Hua. Hua Hua remained silent as Crimson Shadow prid the trigger.
Ling Yin had no choice but to let go, saying, "It’s my fault for causing such unhappiness tonight; let’s take a break. I hope you don’t hold a grudge against for my heedless words and actions."
Hua Hua’s voice carried a few degrees of cold distance, retorting sarcastically, "I won’t hold a grudge against you. You’re just a passerby in my life."
As soon as the words were spoken, Ling Yin grabbed his wrist again, even with a gun at stake: "I am not soone you can forget as a re passerby!"
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