"Zexiao! Who are you looking for?" Jian Anning panicked, immediately pulling him back, "I don’t know who that person was either! I had too much to drink that night. Besides, so much time has passed, where can we even find that person now!"
Yu Zexiao felt an overwhelming sense of frustration in his heart; it wasn’t just frustration, but also anger, sadness, and the feeling that he couldn’t protect her, flooding his mind.
No wonder, no wonder she would get so angry and upset whenever her first time was brought up! It turns out, it wasn’t out of her own free will at all, she was forced!
Moreover, by the sound of it, that man was—it was just a start.
This not only reminded him of his own past experiences but, suddenly, while looking at Jian Anning, he also felt a sense of "misery loves company."
No wonder, no wonder she said that he was her "only complete man." In truth, wasn’t he the same?
"Anning," he immediately sat down and held her tightly in his arms, "after such an incident, you should have told me sooner!"
Although he was still very jealous, after learning about her "ordeal," the anger in his heart gradually dissipated, leaving mostly compassion and understanding for her.
"How could I talk about such a thing! And after all, it was my fault. I shouldn’t have gone to that party..." She must have been out of her mind, how could she have thought to "turn bad" as a way to punish Lu Jiayuan for his change of heart, and to show her own "indifference"? After all, in degrading herself this way, the one who ended up at a loss was still her!
"Anning." Yu Zexiao, clueless about her inner thoughts, just held her even tighter. "If you had told me sooner, I wouldn’t have..."
He wouldn’t have held onto such resentment towards her "ex-boyfriend," causing so much trouble.
Now if you asked him whether he’d have reservations about his girlfriend not being innocent, his answer would certainly be yes. But in this situation, there was a reason behind it, and it shared a striking resemblance with his own "ordeal." The resentment in his heart vanished in an instant, leaving mostly regret.
Regret for making such a big fuss over something minor, which nearly drove a wedge between them. Not to mention, pressuring her to reveal such a "shameful" past...
He held her tightly in his arms, chin resting on her head, softly saying, "Anning, do you know that you’re also the only girlfriend I’ve ever acknowledged. Before you... I certainly had been moved. But my girlfriend, there’s only you."
As he spoke, Jian Anning in his arms looked up at him. He too looked at her, as deep emotions swirled in his profound eyes, the corners of his soft lips slightly lifting: "After we finish shooting this film, let’s go home. If mom and dad agree, let’s get married."
"Stop it," she suddenly shook her head, "stop it, I know everything."
"Anning, what I feel for you—umph—" He paused, surprised, as Jian Anning had already leaned in, gently sealing his lips.
It was just a delicate touch of the lips, without any deeper contact. Yet, with her kiss, Yu Zexiao felt completely intoxicated, a continuous, dense sensation close and distant. It was not merely a physical matter between a man and a woman—the kind of pure emotional release—that could evoke such an explosion, but a caring touch, more tender, like a surge of emotion budding in the heart.
He was so flustered by her sudden tenderness that he felt somewhat light-headed...