Raise your hand if you want the girl to agree. Loveless [Revised Version] The words “marry me” suddenly escaped Ye Zhengchen’s lips, catching me off guard and leaving no time to remove my engagement ring. I felt I should have a thousand reasons to refuse: I haven’t officially ended my engagement with Yin Zhongtian; I haven’t explained anything to my parents; I haven’t had time to know Ye Zhengchen in his military uniform; I don’t have the courage to love him recklessly again; I don’t know if this unqualified lover can be a qualified husband or son-in-law; I haven’t met his family, and I don’t know if his parents would accept me. Truly, there are a thousand reasons, but none could stop my racing heartbeat, which felt like it could jump out at any moment. Suddenly, a drop of icy water slid into my collar, extremely cold. The towel had melted and was trickling down my face. I shivered and huddled myself. Ye Zhengchen noticed the melting ice, casually throwing the towel on the coffee table, his cold fingers gently following the water’s path down to my collar. I sat frozen, unable to move, staring at him. His hand seemed frozen too, fingers stopping at my collar, staring straight ahead. “You…
“Perhaps from the cold compress, my speech was unclear, my voice trembling. ‘Can you really help him?’
‘Mm.’ His gaze fell on my lips. ‘I guarantee you’ll be satisfied.’
‘Oh…’ Does that mean I also have to satisfy him?
His face approached slowly, his breath carrying a faint smell of alcohol. Time seemed to freeze, my mind entering a shutdown state.
His lips drew closer, like April cherry blossom petals with sweet dew, leaving a tingling sensation. I found it difficult to resist Ye Zhengchen’s tenderness; when he became gentle, I felt dizzy, unsure whether to push him away or embrace him. The doorbell suddenly rang, startling us both. Ye Zhengchen cursed softly, looking towards my door.
Late at night, few people visit my home, one being right in front of me. As I thought of the other, I was jolted awake, stumbling to the door. Through the peephole, I saw Yin Zhongtian outside, head down, tightly clutching a plastic bag from a pharmacy.
