His hand found hers, intertwining their fingers tightly, wishing to reach the world’s end.
Chapter Fifty-Six: The Article is Being Modified
The sun rose above the sea horizon, scattering diamond-like light on the beach. Delicate white sand grains glistened with dew under the sunlight. Gao Jixuan insisted on carrying Jing Xin on his back, and she had no choice but to oblige.
His tall frame carried her petite body, leaving deep footprints with each step. Warm sunlight dispelled the morning chill, creating a warm halo around the slowly moving couple.
Jing Xin lay on his back, having not slept all night. Her eyelids were heavy, and after the sea breeze, her eyes felt dry and hard to open.
She pressed her face against his warm back, listening to his steady heartbeat, a faint smile hiding her subtle melancholy. The taste in her heart was like biting into an unripe lemon, a sour and bitter flavor spreading throughout.
She let out a light sigh.
“Jing Xin, close your eyes and sleep. The car is by the roadside. I’ll wake you when we arrive,” the man’s voice was gentle.
“Mm! I’m quite tired!”
She bit her lip, closed her eyes, and a tear fell onto his dark suit.
Everything felt unreal. She never imagined she would marry anyone other than Jiang Xiangyang, especially not his brother.
Tian Jing Xin was a woman who would dig only one well in her lifetime, focused solely on one person. Yet, she had taken the initiative to propose marriage to Gao Jixuan, which puzzled even her.
How unpredictable life could be!
She closed her eyes, counting his heartbeats—thump thump thump! Steady and reassuring.
They were about to become husband and wife. She was sincere in her commitment. If God were watching, He would sense it!
She understood her future path and knew marrying Gao Jixuan was the best outcome for both of them.
Gao Jixuan walked slowly, trying to prevent swaying, so she could sleep peacefully. He was always considerate, thinking of her first.
Jing Xin hugged him tighter.
From meeting Jiang Xiangyang at nineteen to now, nine years had passed. She had silently loved him, but his love had always felt unreal. She had savored their meager memories from the first year, sustaining the deep love in her heart.
