She had never felt that Shi Che was in her heart, she had only ever tried to please him, tolerated him, all because of her elder sister, even when Ji Xinxin said she had fallen in love with Shi Che, she had always been in denial, she couldn’t possibly fall in love with Shi Che.
But at that moment, she realized just how deeply Shi Che had embedded himself in her heart, deeper than she could have ever imagined.
She had thought she didn’t love him, but unbeknownst to her, love had already taken root.
It turned out that what Ji Xinxin had said, the words she so resisted, so pushed against, was because Ji Xinxin had spoken her true thoughts, those deeply buried and unwilling to face.
But the moment earlier, her concern, her fear, her terror, made it impossible for her to suppress her own feelings anymore. She could no longer deceive herself that she didn’t love Shi Che, that her staying by Shi Che’s side was solely because of her elder sister.
Ling Chuxia clenched her hands tightly, wanting to answer Shi Che’s question, but a sour taste rose in her throat, preventing her from speaking. She could only nod her head.
Indeed, she cried for him, indeed, she was sad for him, she didn’t want to deny it anymore, she couldn’t deny it anymore.
Although Ling Chuxia didn’t utter a single word, her mere nod caused Shi Che’s heart to pump wildly.
The girl he deeply loved wasn’t completely indifferent to him, even if she didn’t love him, at least she still worried about him, she shed tears for him.
Three years had passed, he’d almost despaired, thinking that this was how they would torment each other for a lifetime.
Shi Che’s dark eyes deepened, a faint light flashing in their depths. He lifted his hand, gently touching Ling Chuxia’s cheek with such a soft, gentle touch as if imbued with precious fondness.
Ling Chuxia’s face was lifted, her large eyes blinked as they looked at him, she saw her small reflection in his pupils. Finally, she was in his eyes...
A surge of tenderness swelled rapidly in his heart, his heart nearly melting, his gaze dropped to her red lips, inching closer and closer.
Ling Chuxia felt Shi Che’s handsome face enlarging before her, her heart thumped wildly with his approach, her hands hanging by her sides, unconsciously clenched, even her breathing seemed to briefly falter.
However, Ling Chuxia didn’t retreat but stood her ground, slowly closing her eyes.
Just as their lips were about to meet, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the butler’s voice followed, "Young Master Shi, we haven’t been able to purchase new clothes yet, could you wear our young master’s clothes for the time being...?"
The last word almost caused the butler to faint, in his urgency he hadn’t expected to walk in on such a scene.
Hearing the noise, Ling Chuxia’s heart shook violently, her face instinctively turned, Shi Che’s lips landed on her cheek.
She looked at the butler entering, her fair cheeks turning brightly red with shyness, and she dropped her face, while Shi Che, his brows deeply furrowed, stared intently at the butler.
Damn it, why did he have to arrive now, of all times?
The butler, feeling the weight of Shi Che’s dark, gloomy gaze, shuddered inwardly; how could he have chosen such a time? Luckily, he was quick to react, placing the clothes aside then saying, "I didn’t see anything, Young Master Shi, please continue."
And with that, he quickly exited the room.