He cracked a dangerous smile at the corner of his lips and suddenly grasped her small chin. Twisting it left and right, he examined her face, "You’ve changed quite a bit."
He curled his lips in distaste; this person had changed too much, primarily in appearance.
Compared to four months ago, her skin had become fairer and more delicate, and her already lovely little face now appeared as if it were made up, with a faint purple haze at the corners of her eyes and her lips a tempting, tender red, so alluring that one really wanted to taste them. Could they be as sweet as they looked?
No sooner had he thought it than he acted on it, bending down and capturing her lips in his!
Dong Huiying was utterly stunned.
This man really was the type who would kiss without a word!
She wanted to turn her head away, but as her chin was firmly held by him, she could only passively accept his kiss.
He kissed her fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow her whole. The kiss was like a gale, like a torrential downpour, like a raging fire. His abundant emotions were all conveyed to her through this kiss.
She could hardly breathe, the oxygen in her lungs diminishing by the second. She wondered how his breath could last so long. Could it be because of years spent practicing singing techniques, which had given him this terrifying lung capacity?
But the critical point was that if she didn’t push him away soon, Dong Huiying might become the first pitiful soul in the world to die from an intense kiss.
However, just as she was about to push him away, he moved his lips away and breathlessly rested his forehead on her shoulder.
"You heartless woman!"
His voice was very hoarse, his arms tightly wrapped around her.
"You left for four months. Yixuan may have hurt your heart, but what about me? Is there really no place for me in your heart at all? Just how good is Yixuan? For him, you abandoned all of us... even me! Could it be that all of us put together still can’t compare to Yixuan alone?"
Feeling somewhat guilty, she had left not only because of Yixuan.
"Yixuan was just a catalyst. I thought that if I stayed, everyone would be in pain. Given that, it was better to leave."
"Huh?" He laughed derisively, "Pain? If you knew what my life was like after you left, you probably wouldn’t think so."
The days without her had been the true definition of suffering!
"This relationship between us wasn’t what I wanted from the start, but are you blind? Can’t you see how I feel about you, can’t you hear or feel it? Do I have to tear my own heart out and show it to you for you to understand my feelings?"
He didn’t know whether to be happy or angry; it was probably an equal mix of both.
Glad for the reunion, furious about the separation...
She really had no heart!
Otherwise, how could she have left so decisively in the first place?
He gently touched her cheek with his hand, pressing his long fingers against her throat, but his voice was hoarse, as if he were crying.
"Do you know how much I want to strangle you? That way I could be free, no longer tormented by you! You have no idea, you know absolutely nothing!"
His eyes were already brimming with red, his voice choked with sobs. "When I discovered that my heart was filled with one person, longing for her day and night, unable to swallow food for thinking of her, that even if there were cliffs ahead of me, I could only continue forward, I realized I had no way back. But you? After making my heart flutter, you walked away as if it was nothing, leaving cleanly without a moment’s hesitation, not even—"
He felt utterly powerless inside.