Shi Qing's straightforwardness, like a teor streaking across the night sky, left a brilliant trail in Qin Chuan's heart.
This forced him to overturn all previous judgnts.
Shi Qing was serious; she wasn't toying with him, nor did she just want him to heal her.
Perhaps the confession in the car last ti was a genuine expression of her feelings.
It was his own oversensitivity and misunderstanding of her expressions, neglecting her emotions.
"Uh..."
Qin Chuan scratched the back of his head awkwardly: "I'm sorry for wronging you; I was a bit too sensitive."
"Enough. Don't say anymore, just leave."
Shi Qing slowly closed her eyes. For a woman, the most painful thing is to fall deeply while the other party feels nothing.
She has her own pride.
She would not beg or plead in front of anyone, let alone seek love.
Her previous approach was already the greatest compromise of her life.
Were it anyone other than Qin Chuan, she would not have made such a compromise.
Only Qin Chuan, the man who moved her heart, whose every expression and action stirred ripples inside her, was worth such a compromise.
Such a compromise; all she wanted was to find a place in Qin Chuan's heart.
Even if it was in the most insignificant, unnoticed corner of his heart, she would be satisfied.
Sadly, she risked everything but still couldn't open Qin Chuan's heart.
In that case, she would no longer have extravagant hopes nor beg for Qin Chuan's pity.
At the mont she closed her eyes, she heard the sound of a chair being dragged.
"It's over. Goodbye, Qin Chuan. Goodbye, my only heart's desire." Tears silently stread down her cheeks in this wordless farewell.
And when she opened her eyes, as expected, Qin Chuan was no longer there.
Looking at the empty room, Shi Qing's emotions surged like a tide.
All her strength, stubbornness, and pride turned into the sharpest spear, piercing her all over.
She never thought her only lifeti heartbeat would end so miserably.
Of course, before eting Qin Chuan, she never thought she'd feel moved.
At this mont, she could clearly feel her heart trembling, and from its wounds, it seed like blood was seeping, her heart bleeding.
So painful, so painful...
"Is this what a breakup feels like? Even I, Shi Qing, can feel it. But it hurts, it hurts..." Shi Qing supported herself with one hand on the table, the other clutching her chest, finding every breath painful.
In her distress, she again reached for the red wine on the table, trying to numb herself with alcohol.
But just as her hand grasped the bottle, a broad and powerful hand gripped her delicate wrist: "Don't drink anymore; it's not good for your health."
"Qin... Qin Chuan..."
Shi Qing turned sharply, as if frozen, all her focus fixed on the scene before her.
She thought she was hallucinating from too much heartbreak.
But the Qin Chuan in front of her was so real.
That face, full of guilt, slightly raised eyebrows, and complex gaze—who else could it be but Qin Chuan?
In the next mont, regret filled Shi Qing's heart; her body uncontrollably crashed into Qin Chuan's embrace, hugging him tightly.
This proud woman finally lowered her noble head: "Qin Chuan, don't leave . I like you; I only like you. You're the only man who's stirred my heart, Shi Qing's heart. I don't care how many others are around you..."
Shi Qing's voice was humble to the point of being ground into the dirt, stirring in Qin Chuan feelings of both unfamiliarity and deep pity.
"Alright, don't say anymore." Qin Chuan interrupted, reaching out to dry the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Shi Qing thought Qin Chuan still wanted to leave, and she held him even tighter.
"There, there, I'm not leaving."
Qin Chuan gently patted her head, comforting her: "I feel your sincerity. Rest assured, I won't go."
"Really?"
Shi Qing lifted her head from his embrace, her eyes red and watery, evoking pity.
Looking at the pitiful Shi Qing in his arms, Qin Chuan felt as if he was holding a holess, pitiful kitten.
At this mont, she shed the armor she usually wore on the streets, baring the softest, most vulnerable part of her heart before him, entirely defenseless.
Qin Chuan dared not speak too loudly, fearing that one wrong word would shatter this fragile little cat.
"Of course, I'm in your hands already, where else could I go?" Qin Chuan said softly, a small smile playing at his lips.
"Then, then..."
Shi Qing's eyes welled up again: "Then you're not allowed to leave anymore, can you promise that?"
Qin Chuan smacked his lips: "That might be difficult..."
Shi Qing's mood darkened imdiately, realizing Qin Chuan still wouldn't accept her.
Even when she humbled herself to dust before him, his love still wouldn't extend even a little bit to her.
Unexpectedly, Qin Chuan suddenly smiled: "Here in the restaurant, can we stay here for a lifeti?"
"If you want to stay, I could buy the restaurant," Shi Qing blurted without realizing.
"Who'd want to live in a restaurant?"
Qin Chuan teased, and then, catching Shi Qing off guard, he scooped her legs up and lifted her into his arms.
"Ah!"
Shi Qing let out a sharp cry, instinctively wrapping her arms around Qin Chuan's neck: "You... you, where are you taking ?"
"Though I'm not too particular, this is a restaurant, after all."
Qin Chuan looked at the woman in his arms, speaking seriously: "Since it's our first ti, I don't want it to be too hasty. We at least need a decent environnt."
Upon hearing these words, Shi Qing's heart pounded, and tears of joy trickled down once more.
The difference was, this ti, they were tears of joy from seeing the sun after the rain.
"My master, be good. If you keep crying, I can't promise I won't act right here." Qin Chuan joked.
Shi Qing cried and laughed, playfully punching Qin Chuan's chest.
Qin Chuan's calling her 'master' took her back to the night she rescued him from the Red Dragon Association.
The difference was, back then, only she called herself 'master,' but now, Qin Chuan had willingly called her 'master.'
Those two words seed almost magical, causing Shi Qing's desires to soar unprecedentedly.
"Say it again, Master loves hearing it." Shi Qing looked at Qin Chuan coquettishly.
eting her expectations, Qin Chuan's deep, magnetic voice slowly resonated: "Master, are you going to eat today, or shall I eat you?"
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