Chapter 422: Chapter 419
Because he knew, only that man could bring her true happiness.
He could give her the bliss she desired.
And he, he only knew loving someone meant wanting to see her smile.
Regardless of whether that love was built on romance, family, or friendship.
After all, in Wen Xian’s heart, they had always been good friends, and perhaps in the future, he would turn this affection for Wen Xian into genuine friendship.
Wen Xian knew that once she posted the message online, it would certainly blow up.
When she reopened her phone, what she saw was Huo Qi’s Weibo, also trending.
Upon seeing the comment he had reposted, she was startled.
She stared at it for a long time, and eventually, a blur of tears slowly filled her eyes, but the corners of her lips began to curl into a gentle smile.
She opened WeChat, found Huo Qi’s chat, and typed out a message to him:
[Huo Qi, I love you too.]
After that, she posted another sentence: [You will always be my dear sister.]
A moment later, her internet handle, Your Little Cutie, replied with one word:
And casually, sent an emoji saying [I don’t want to talk to you, and I’m throwing poop at you.]
It vividly expressed the feeling in Princess Huo’s heart at that moment.
Wen Xian simply replied with two words: [Bounce back.]
Huo Qi was almost infuriated by her.
However, as the two were exchanging pictures, suddenly another WeChat message came in.
Upon seeing the message, Wen Xian’s movements paused for a brief moment.
She clicked on the message, entering the chat with Cheng Dongyuan.
Yes, Cheng Dongyuan was the one who had sent the message.
Wen Xian’s feelings were somewhat complicated, and it felt different from when she faced Huo Qi.
Since childhood, Huo Qi had been a pampered young master, yet very sincere, to the point of being naive, and when with him, she never had to worry about him being cunning.
But Cheng Dongyuan was different.
He was mature, reliable, experienced, and his thoughts were not something she could easily guess.
At the moment, he only asked one question:
[Axian, tell me, are you happy?]
Wen Xian composed a reply:
[It’s the happiest, most blissful moment of my twenty-five years.]
His question left some room for interpretation, but her answer left no room at all.
By accepting his proposal, there had never been a happier time in her past than now.
Cheng Dongyuan’s side showed: The other party is typing.
He typed for a long time, but when the final message came through, it contained only a short line:
[I am very happy to receive this answer, Axian, you must be happy.]
After typing for so long, to send just this brief sentence, he must have written and deleted many times over.
The complexity within it, the heartache, probably only he himself knew.
Finally, he quickly added another line:
[If he ever lets you down, for the sake of you still calling me ‘bro’, I won’t let him off.]
It must be said, her heart was full of a multitude of feelings right now, but there was nothing more she could say.
The complexity within it, the heartache, probably only he himself knew.
Finally, he quickly added another line:
[If he ever lets you down, for the sake of you still calling me ‘bro’, I won’t let him off.]
It must be said, her heart was full of a multitude of feelings right now, but there was nothing more she could say.