Actually, she really wanted to tell him.
She loved him deeply, enough to tolerate everything about him, even his mother’s unfavorable opinions of her.
As long as he loved her, she loved him, she could tolerate anything.
"Xinlan, I want to apologize to you for my mother. I’m sorry, she shouldn’t have said those things about you," Rong Shaoze’s forehead pressed against hers, his dark eyes fixated on her, he said with caution.
Lin Xinlan smiled and said, "The words your mother said, I really don’t mind them. If you don’t believe me, I can swear."
"Don’t swear, I believe you."
The man looked at her affectionately, cradling her face in his hands, smiling, "Xinlan, you belong to me again, right?"
Lin Xinlan pursed her lips slightly, her eyes flickering.
Actually, she always, forever, belonged only to him.
He hugged her contentedly, suddenly feeling his life was without regrets.
"It’s wonderful, you’re mine again. Xinlan, from now on, you will always be mine. I will never lose you again. Do you know? That time in Rome, when I left you alone and ran away, how much I regretted it. Every night, I would dream of that moment, and every time I dreamed of running away, leaving you behind, my heart would ache as if it were being torn apart. I always prayed to the Lord, asking for another chance, even if I were to die, I wouldn’t want to let go of your hand."
"Xinlan, if you don’t like me anymore, I deserve it, it’s my retribution. Because I was the one who let go of your hand first, so this is the punishment from the heavens. Xinlan, punish me, any punishment will do, but can’t you just not stop loving me? This punishment, I really can’t bear..."
Lin Xinlan leaned against his shoulder, her eyes full of sorrow.
This wasn’t his fault.
Originally, it was she who forced him to leave first, not him who let go of her hand first; she forced him.
Moreover, she never fell in love with Qiao Yiyang; she never punished him...
But she couldn’t say these things.
Before leaving, she couldn’t help but covet a bit of his affection, which was already a sin.
If he knew that she had always loved him very much, he would surely be devastated after she left.
Rong Shaoze, what should I do with you...
Lin Xinlan didn’t speak, and Rong Shaoze didn’t speak anymore either.
The two of them held each other quietly, as if this way, they could last forever.
That night, Lin Xinlan did not stop Rong Shaoze from sleeping with her.
But she never took off her makeup, and Rong Shaoze, overwhelmed by joy, naturally did not care whether she had removed her makeup or not.
The next day, before dawn, Lin Xinlan woke up.
She hadn’t dared to sleep deeply all night, just worried that Rong Shaoze might stare at her face and spot some flaws.
She got up quietly and touched up her makeup until she was sure there were no imperfections on her face before stopping.
When Rong Shaoze woke up and found her not in bed, he immediately became frantic.
Seeing her come out of the bathroom fully dressed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He got up, his upper body bare, strode toward her, then intimately wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing her chest against his.
"When did you wake up? Why didn’t you wake me up?" he focused on her, asking lazily with a smile, still looking sleepy.
Rong Shaoze, with his hair tousled and his eyes blurry, looked sexy yet decadent, possessing a fatal attraction.
Every time Lin Xinlan saw him , her heart would beat faster.
"You were sleeping so soundly, I didn’t want to disturb you."