Chapter 614: Chapter 614: From a Straight Man to the Response of Destined Loneliness
Liking someone isn’t scary.
What’s scary is that the man she’s fallen for is Li Shengxiao!
In front of this man, at least up until now, she still couldn’t find a point where she could match him stride for stride. In other words, they were different.
They lived in different environments, occupied different social statuses.
This kind of feeling might very likely lead to a situation in the later stage where the person forging ahead gets tired of waiting for the other to grow, choosing to give up.
She didn’t like being abandoned, especially after she had grown increasingly fond of someone, to then be cruelly cast aside. She could imagine the heart-rending sadness without having to experience it.
“I have a question for you now. You’re standing at a completely dark crossroads, with many paths ahead of you. If you keep going down the path you’re on, there will be a pit ahead. Below the pit is a sheer cliff, and if you fall, you’ll be smashed to pieces. You don’t know where that pit is, but you know you’ll fall into it sooner or later. Would you still keep going down that path?”
“Or would you rather take a longer detour? Even though it might be tough at the beginning, at least you know you can avoid that pit later on.”
Rong Yan asked very seriously, so seriously that it didn’t seem like a hypothetical question. It was as if these two paths were laid out in front of her now, and she was hesitating over which one to take.
Li Shengxiao’s dark eyes darkened inch by inch, understanding what she meant by ‘path.’ With a press of his rose-colored thin lips, he grabbed her wrist and said firmly, “There won’t be any pit if you keep walking, and if there is, I will have filled it in a long time ago!”
“If I haven’t filled it in, you don’t have to worry. Even if you fall, I’ll be the one underneath you!”
Damn it, hadn’t she noticed that he had already fallen into the pit?
Rong Yan had just spontaneously come up with that metaphor, thinking about the future. She hadn’t even considered that Li Shengxiao would understand her metaphor.
But this man did understand her meaning.
However, what did he mean by saying that if she fell, he would be the one beneath her? Rong Yan’s mind couldn’t help but conjure up an image of the two of them smashed to a pulp, and the romantic atmosphere that had just been hard to come by was instantly diluted by the comical image in her head.
“If you’re beneath me, does that mean I won’t be smashed into a pulp?”
He could at least change the description.
But apart from the romance being diluted, the downhearted mood she couldn’t help but feel a moment ago was also washed away.
Rong Yan’s fair melon-seed shaped face glowed with a smile, like a gentle breeze passing by, inexplicably comforting and relaxing.
Li Shengxiao tightened his grip on her wrist. He didn’t take her words as a joke and looked at her firmly, almost swearing, “I’m telling you, if that day you’re worried about really comes, I’ll be the first one to fall. Maybe I’ll let go before I fall, maybe I won’t. But I won’t let you fall alone!”
In TV dramas, male leads are always recklessly protective of their female counterparts, even in situations involving falling into a pit, they’d tell the female lead not to come closer. Yet, here he was, seriously telling her that even if he fell off a cliff, he might let go of her—or he might drag her down with him.
Li Shengxiao’s response was clearly so straightforward that it seemed destined for loneliness, but for some reason, Rong Yan felt a sense of resigned acceptance settling like dust.