Looking at him sleeping soundly, Misha sat quietly by the bed.
This person...
Why do it to this extent?
Just because she became his "fiancée"?
Misha's heart was in a state of confusion, and she could no longer control herself freely. She was like a deserter who had thrown away his armor and became even more embarrassed in front of him.
This feeling is unfamiliar and difficult to control. Misha doesn't like this state of being out of control, especially before she can fully release her heart.
Looking at him, she lowered her eyes silently.
Just when she was about to leave, the person on the bed suddenly grabbed her and asked, "Where are you going?"
An Rong slowly opened her eyes and stared at her clearly.
Misha was startled and frowned, "When did you wake up?"
"Just now." He sat up, and Misha quickly supported him, "Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah." He responded and put his hand directly on her shoulders. Misha supported him to stand up.
An Rong turned her head, looked straight at her with a clear yet tender gaze, and softly called her name, "Misha,"
"Um?"
"Just stay with me."
Misha was startled for a moment, then looked up at him, "You..."
"I'm not kidding." He said calmly, with a determined smile on his lips, "I will live well for you."
For you, I will live well...
Misha had never heard him say such confident words. For a moment, she was shocked on the spot and didn't know what to say.
If she refuses...will he be disappointed?
She didn't want to think about it, so she could only pretend not to understand, and smiled exaggeratedly at him, "Of course you have to live well. You are my talisman now. If something happens to you, who will I find to protect me?"
Immediately, she supported him and walked out, "Let's go, we should go back."
An Rong smiled, knowing that she was evading, but did not continue to ask.
At least, she didn't refuse.
After returning to the other courtyard, An Rong sent her back to her room early in order to keep her energetic for the wedding tomorrow.
"I'm going in, good night." Misha turned to leave.
An Rong suddenly grabbed her again, put one hand on the back of her head, and kissed her lips deeply...
Misha's confused mood became more and more obvious. She had no idea whether she should push him away and give him a slap in the face, or... just like this.
An Rong's eyes were deep and dark, engraved with deep feelings written by his own hand. They were growing day by day, which he had not expected.
All he knew was that he never wanted to let go of this woman again.
Even if he doesn't know how many tomorrows there will be; even if his behavior constitutes selfishness; even if he is not sure about his own future... he doesn't want to let her go.
Selfish, he only lives this once in his life.
Feeling his passionate kiss, as if he wanted her to feel his heart, Misha was at a loss at first, and then...sinked.
If he is the way for her to forget, then there is no harm in being selfish for once...
The wedding will be held tomorrow. The Haitang Pavilion is very lively at night. No one is sleepy. They are busy checking the details of the wedding, from the drinks to the guests. They must be perfect. That is the number one in the Hunter League.
It’s a happy event, and with so many guests entertained, it must end perfectly!
Rose drank wine and rested in the room, but Mi En's mental state improved a lot. While everyone was discussing, he sat quietly on the side, holding the mobile phone in his hand, his lips slightly pursed, his eyes blurred, and
I don't know what I'm thinking about.
Someone sat down next to him. He raised his head and looked into Jingzhidao's penetrating eyes. She smiled lightly and said, "Just give her a call if you miss her. As a brother, it's never too much."
Mi En's thoughts were instantly glimpsed, and he felt a sense of embarrassment that was difficult to conceal. But soon, he calmed down and smiled bitterly, "Is it that obvious?"
Starscream shrugged, "It's not very obvious, but nine out of ten people here have noticed it, and I'm the only one who came to ask."
He laughed, which relieved some of his embarrassment.
After all...this kind of thing is always hard to talk about.
Mi En took a deep breath, nodded, picked up the phone and walked out.
Tonight, he had a lot to say to her.
At least, he is still her brother now, and tomorrow, he will be someone else's husband.
When he came to the door and the phone was connected, he couldn't help but squeeze it tightly. His palms were sweating and his heartbeat was racing. Growing up, he had never been so nervous when facing Misha, but today, he was afraid that she would refuse.
Answer his call.
The phone rang for a long time before someone picked up, "Hello?"
Hearing Misha's voice, Mi En breathed a sigh of relief.
Not hearing his answer, Misha was silent for a while before speaking, "Mi En?"
"Well, it's me." Mi En closed her eyes and pursed her lips, "Misha... I want to see you."
There was silence again, and Mi En frowned. He wanted to say something, but held back.
He only has the right to be impulsive once, because he has no right to ask her for anything.
After a long time, she said, "Go to Bian Yujing's place and wait for me."
After hanging up the phone, Misha didn't even change her clothes. She wore a pair of cropped pants, a hoodie, put on her sneakers and went out.
By chance, Yu Yi came in from outside, "Hey, Sister Sha, are you going?"
Misha stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the car keys."
"Uh, what for?"
Misha glared, "Why are you asking so much nonsense? I'll give it to you if you want it."
When Yu Yi was still hesitating, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and was startled for a moment. Then, he slowly took out the key and handed it to her, "Sister Sha, it's so late. Where are you going? I'll take you there."
Let’s go…”
Misha took it and went out without looking back.
"Hey~"
Yu Yi sighed quietly, turned around and walked inside, towards the man standing in the shadow, "Young Master Rong, why do you want Sister Sha to go out? Maybe she went back to Haitang Pavilion..."
An Rong looked away little by little and said in a very calm voice, "This is the last chance. It's for her and it's for him."
Turning around, he walked in.
Yu Yi seemed to understand but didn't understand, who was this opportunity given to?
Misha drove the car to the Lin family's old shop, at the street entrance of Bian Yujing.
Stopping, she got out of the car and looked at the quiet and peaceful ancient street. She walked slowly forward. She had not been here a few times, but she liked the quaint atmosphere here, which always made people feel happy.
Relax involuntarily.
At this time, Bian Yujing's store had already closed, but there was a man sitting on the steps with four or five cigarette butts on the ground. He still had a cigarette between his fingers, filled with smoke.
Misha smoked the cigarette without saying anything, "If you want to die early, you don't have to commit suicide with nicotine."
Mi En raised his eyes, and when his reddish gaze locked on Misha, he stood up suddenly and held her in his arms, "Is it okay if I'm not my sister? Is it okay if I'm not my sister...?"