He placed his hand on the doorknob, preventing her from opening it. “Dawn is approaching.”
Dawn is approaching? What does that mean? “So what?”
“If Yukino isn’t running away from home, she should be coming back soon.”
“That should be the case.”
No, no, why are they talking about Yukino? She quickly brought the topic back to his shocking words. “What did you just say?”
“I said dawn is approaching.” He knew what she was referring to but didn’t want to answer directly.
He must be too lonely.
When she turned on the light in the room, waiting for him to return, he actually felt touched.
When she smiled gently at him and finished the food he made, he felt surprisingly satisfied.
When she helped Yukino discover herself, her serious expression made him unable to ignore her.
Finally, last evening, when she was talking closely with Dong Fangyin, he experienced jealousy for the first time in his life.
He finally understood what it meant to not be able to live without her, to not be able to bear the thought of his loved one being away.
He had originally agreed to his grandfather firing Xingcan to avoid creating conflict and opposition.
She completely disagreed with his approach. If she were to stay, she would definitely argue for Yukino, and he absolutely did not want to quarrel with her.
“No!” If she weren’t usually so refined, she would have screamed loud enough to burst his eardrums, “You just proposed to me?”
“Yes, didn’t I say so? Either pay back or marry me.”
“How could you… casually throw around the word ‘proposal’?” She couldn’t help but yell, “Marriage is not a game!”
Was it amusing to see her panicking, tongue-tied, and unable to think clearly?
“I know,” he agreed with this statement.
Marriage was definitely not a game, which was why he had been hesitant to marry. Because he hadn’t yet fallen in love with a woman worth protecting for a lifetime, and he knew that once he said he loved someone, it would be a lifelong commitment.
He knew better than anyone that marriage was not a joke.
“You don’t like me, so don’t mock me!” Such a cruel and low joke – did she think she would be thrilled and overjoyed by his proposal, flying high with happiness?
