She walked out, standing in front of others, more confident than anyone else.
When standing in front of Ming Zhengxun, she always felt that she, as a senior sister, was not worse than any woman by his side.
But when he proposed to marry her and said he liked her, she suddenly felt a sense of inferiority.
She always felt that he, such a good person, should not be tarnished by a divorced woman like her.
Even though she thought there was nothing wrong with being divorced, and she felt that she was still excellent after her divorce, when facing Ming Zhengxun, she involuntarily felt that she had tainted him.
"You... you’re really good..."
After a long ti, she started to speak in a struggling tone, but she couldn’t finish the sentence.
At this mont, Ming Zhengxun felt the sadness in her eyes, which made his heart suddenly panic.
He beca completely at a loss.
"Senior sister, you... don’t be like this, did I... say sothing too heavy? I’m sorry, I... I was just a little anxious, I..."
"It’s not that."
Lin Jingshu shook her head, looking at him, and said:
"I just..."
She couldn’t help but laugh, but there was a naless sourness in her heart. "Being liked by soone like you makes happy, but..."
"The rest of your sentence is to reject , isn’t it?"
Ming Zhengxun’s tone was sowhat powerless.
In fact, his persistence was not rely wishful thinking, as he could vaguely feel from their ti together that Senior sister also sowhat liked him.
He knew what she was worried about, and what she was worried about was what he cared least about.
That’s why he beca anxious when she refused him with such a ridiculous reason.
"Senior sister, can you not reject first?"
He moistened his dry lips, and there was a trace of humility in his voice.
"Even if it’s for the sake of waiting for you for over twenty years, give a chance, let’s be together for a while. If... if you still think we’re not suitable, you can... tell again..."
The last part of Ming Zhengxun’s sentence was very quiet, as if it was very difficult to say.
Lin Jingshu lowered her eyelids, not making a sound for a long ti.
Ming Zhengxun looked at her, knowing that she was silently rejecting him.
After a long silence, he was afraid that pressing her too hard would annoy her, so he finally gave up the idea of forcing her.
"I’m sorry."
He said these two words in a hoarse voice, and then he couldn’t continue.
In fact, he was really sad at this mont.
Never has a thing or a person made him feel such a strong sense of powerlessness.
"I’ll go back first. Teacher is still waiting for my news."
After finishing, he turned to leave, but his wrist was caught by Lin Jingshu.
His body paused for a mont, then quickly turned around, eting Lin Jingshu’s faint smile: "Alright, let’s give it a try."
It took Ming Zhengxun quite a few seconds to understand the aning of Lin Jingshu’s words, and then he smiled.
He held the hand that was resting on her wrist, its palm still damp from the cold sweat of nervousness.
"As long as you’re not afraid of people laughing at you for marrying an old woman who’s already a grandmother."
"What’s there to be afraid of? I didn’t do anything, and I got two grandchildren for free; it’s a big advantage."
Ming Zhengxun’s mood had been fluctuating, but in the end, he got the result he wanted.
Although Lin Jingshu didn’t say directly that she would marry him, giving him a chance to "try" was good enough.
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