Until I allowed myself to come back and face her, I really had the courage to do so.
"Yi Ru," Jian Qing's gentle voice sounded in He Yiru's ears, "I have been with you for so long, do I still owe you a promise?"
He Yiru hadn't yet reacted to his sudden embrace.
She was stunned after listening to his words.
A promise, what promise?
Jian Qing's expression was filled with emotions, and she was thinking hard about how to speak.
During this time, he was at Jing Mohao's place, and he witnessed that neither he nor Luo Xi was willing to speak from the beginning, but now no one can speak.
He was really afraid, afraid that many words would never be spoken before they could be spoken.
No chance to tell.
Every time he saw the two of them tormenting each other and suffering separately, he asked himself in his heart, why should he live so exhaustedly in this world.
He has always been a free and easy-going person.
If he thinks someone is worth cherishing, he must tell her how much he cherishes.
"Qing, why did you suddenly think of talking about this?"
He Yiru put her hands on his arms, feeling a little cold.
"Yi Ru, we have been together and known each other for so long.
Life is so short.
I don't want to stay here.
I think we can go further."
She has been here for almost half a year.
Since it was confirmed that she has recovered from her injuries without any residual sequelae, he often goes out.
She kept his house clean by herself.
Every time he came back, he could eat the rice she cooked and a cup of green tea she brewed by herself.
They had always treated each other as confidants.
He had never felt that she was an outsider, and she had never felt wronged.
It's just that he doesn't want to continue this relationship now.
He wanted to develop more and go further with her.
He Yiru seemed to realize what he was referring to, and her mind went blank, so she had to put the topic aside for now, "Qing, what a coincidence, I just made soup today, and I happened to meet you when you came back.
It's still hot now.
You want to Don’t taste it first.”
Jian Qing heard her avoidance, but refused to let her go, "Yiru, you don't have to hide it from me, you will prepare a meal every day and wait for me to come back, right?
I'm sorry that I often make you wait alone."
He has been watching over Jing Mohao during this period, often missing the next meal and going out to buy some when he could eat.
Occasionally when I come back, I can see a table full of meals prepared by her, which is definitely not just for her.
"Qing, don't say that.
I'm just asking for self-comfort.
I always feel like putting your food on the table is like you've come back."
He Yiru spoke very softly, with a self-deprecating smile, As if talking to himself.
Jian Qing loosened his arms slightly and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Yiru, I won't let you wait any longer, and I will never let you be alone again."
He Yiru was finally let go and turned around.
Just as he was about to say something again, a pair of palms held his cheeks, and Jian Qing kissed her without hesitation.
The lingering touch between her lips and teeth seemed to whisper his debt and love.
From now on, he will give her a new identity, one that can tie him down.
No longer let him wander around without any intention, no longer let him take her devotion for granted, no longer let him turn a blind eye to her waiting.
He Yiru's body trembled, but she instinctively didn't want to push him away.
She stretched out her hands, wanting to wrap her arms around him, and seriously enjoy the kiss with his refreshing breath.
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