The haunted house was an artificially created eerie and scary place, where a ghost would occasionally pop out from the walls. Even though you knew it was fake, the unexpected shocks still made your heart race.
i always had a big courage, and since she couldn’t see and could only hear the sounds, the level of horror was greatly reduced. She could completely imagine the sounds as a few teddy bears.
Thinking like this was actually quite amusing.
Therefore, throughout the entire experience, Zii couldn’t stop laughing while Ye Cheng, who was holding her hand, remained silent, enduring shock after shock.
Coming out, Zii laughed and asked Ye Cheng, "Was it scary inside? What a pity, I couldn’t see."
For the first ti, she felt that being blind wasn’t necessarily a terribly bad thing.
Ye Cheng’s face was pale but handso, and his heartbeat hadn’t yet returned to normal. Seeing the woman’s genuine smile, he lightly parted his lips, "As long as you’re happy."
After they had played most of the gas, brilliant fireworks lit up over the amusent park.
Zii heard the sound of the fireworks exploding and looked skyward.
"A zi, happy birthday."
Ye Cheng leaned over and whispered softly in her ear, then unexpectedly wrapped a large red scarf around her neck.
It was in the sa style as his brown scarf.
Zii touched the warm knitted scarf around her neck, surprised, "Could this be made by you?"
Although Ye Cheng was quite capable, knitting a scarf was sothing he indeed could not do.
He shook his head, "My mom knitted it."
Zii was sowhat stunned. She sniffed the faint fragrance the scarf emitted and continued to ask, "Did Aunt know it was for ?"
"Yes, she was willing to knit it only because it was for you." Ye Cheng said, then added, "I don’t have this honor."
Zii’s eyes suddenly felt a bit warm.
Ye Cheng’s parents initially opposed their relationship. Back then, Aunt had also approached her separately, hoping they would separate.
But at that ti, Zii was a proud and headstrong debutante and had made it clear that she would marry no one but Ye Cheng.
After their breakup, she hadn’t seen his family again.
"Aunt’s sudden change of attitude, it was you who convinced her, right?" she said.
"I told her, if the person I’m marrying isn’t you, I’d rather stay single my whole life. My mom scolded fiercely that day..." the man calmly relayed what happened that day.
Every word Ye Cheng said pierced into Zii’s heart. She knew that convincing Aunt to accept her wasn’t an easy task.
Apparently, Ye Cheng had made a lot of efforts; otherwise, the scarf wouldn’t have happened.
Zii’s nose felt overwhelmingly sour, she opened her arms and hugged him, speaking in a muffled voice, "So, Ye Xiaozheng, when do you plan to marry ?"
"The day your eyes recover, we will get the marriage certificate."
Ye Cheng’s jaw rested against her soft crown, saying solemnly and seriously.
Zii’s tears fell, she nodded repeatedly in his embrace, her mouth curved upward in a smile she couldn’t stop.
After a while, she raised her head from his arms, eyes red-rimd, and suddenly asked, "A Cheng, do you know what my birthday wish is?"
"Tell ." He looked at her dotingly.
"Actually, it’s quite simple. I hope next year I can give you a baby."
"..." A baby?
For so reason, Ye Cheng suddenly thought of a netizen always comnting below his Weibo, ’Ye Xiaozheng’s wife fan’ often shouting about wanting to give him a baby.
"Alright, but we’ll only have one."
Zii was puzzled, "Why?"
Ye Cheng leaned down and kissed her full, rosy lips, brushing against her lip corners, his voice low and warm, "I’m afraid it will hurt you."
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