Dong Xin Yan involuntarily lifted her hand, with her palm pressed against her heart, feeling it beating violently, so vivid, so alive.
All love, all fondness, is not sothing that happens overnight, but sothing that gradually changes over ti.
Soone you dislike, finally one day, becos not so unpleasant, even agreeable; and then finally one day, he’s not just agreeable, but also handso; and then, one more day, he... makes my heart gently throb.
All the mories she hadn’t recalled ca rushing at her in this mont, and she stood there in a daze, tears slowly wetting her entire face.
It turned out that she once liked Gu Ningyi—a feeling much more than like, far more... a lot, a lot...
Even though she knew very well she wasn’t qualified to like him, she was just a paid stand-in, but still, she fell for him recklessly.
Even though she knew Gu Ningyi was with her because she was Zhou Yalin, his fiancée, that was why he was willing to keep her by his side, gradually accepting her, being kind to her, smiling at her, she shalessly had a crush on him.
So, she guarded her secret so carefully, cautiously avoiding his touch, and in the end, she hardly dared to speak, even though she deliberately hoarsened her voice according to her agreent with Zhou Yalin.
But she was just afraid, afraid of slipping up.
Afraid he’d find out she was deceiving him, afraid he’d discover she wasn’t Zhou Yalin, but the Dong Xin Yan he always disliked, and then... she wouldn’t be able to stay by his side anymore.
She knew her affection might never bloom, but she quietly watched herself like him more and more every day.
Liked him to the point that... she would rather he hated her but still tell him the truth, not wanting him entangled in the trickery between her and Zhou Yalin.
But Dong Xin Yan, why are you so foolish, so dumb? How could you forget everything from before, forget the person you liked so, so much?
"Who’s there?" From behind, a low voice suddenly rang out, with a slightly hoarse tone, but so familiar.
Dong Xin Yan’s body froze hard at this mont.
Whose voice is this? She... couldn’t be clearer. As soon as he spoke, her heart responded.
Wasn’t there supposed to be no one in the villa? How could he be here?
Was it her overwhelming yearning, her deep sorrow, that caused her to hallucinate?
She remained stiff, not daring to move, lacking even the courage to turn around, until the voice behind her sounded once more.
"Who...?" This ti, he uttered just a brief word before his voice abruptly ceased.
Then, after a few seconds, he parted his lips again, speaking in a tone so light and frail, almost imperceptibly trembling, "Dong Xin Yan, is it you?"
"Dong Xin Yan, is it you?"
She didn’t turn around; she remained frozen there, looking so disheveled, her hair ssy, her clothes untidy, yet... he recognized her at a glance.
What was there to fear?
Dong Xin Yan turned around, suddenly flinging herself towards the slender, lean figure behind her, wrapping her arms firmly around him, unable to speak, tears spilling out first, "Gu Ningyi, I’ve rembered, I rembered everything."
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