The man lifted his eyes to look at her. His gaze was deep, and Lin Yixun couldn’t tell if it was just her imagination, but it felt like he could see right through her.
Just as Lin Yixun started to feel a chill down her spine, the man stood up, "Since he’s not coming back anyti soon, I won’t wait for him. Please pass on a ssage for : Mom is sick and really wants to see him."
"Alright, I will relay your ssage to Mr. Ouyang."
After Ouyang Hao left, Lin Yixun called Ouyang Hao again and delivered his brother’s words to him.
The Empress Dowager is sick?
Ouyang Hao raised an eyebrow. Could she be faking it? After all, this wasn’t the first ti. Nevertheless, Ouyang Hao decided to take a trip back to Beijing. The comrcial here was already finished filming, and he didn’t have much else to do these days.
Before leaving, Ouyang Hao felt a bit uneasy. He pulled Lin Yixun close and commanded, "While I’m away, stay away from other n. There are a lot of rogues pretending to be gentlen out there. You’re so naive, without to protect you, you’d definitely be fooled."
Lin Yixun rolled her eyes. Did he think she was stupid? Was she really that naive? Besides, who was the rogue pretending to be a gentleman? Xing Yi? In her view, Xing Yi was much better than him.
She muttered in her heart a million tis over but didn’t show it. She nodded firmly.
"That’s more like it." Ouyang Hao reached out and gently tapped her nose. Realizing that the gesture seed a bit too intimate, he cleared his throat awkwardly, "You’ll be fine if you listen to . I’m off!"
With that, Ouyang Hao dragged his suitcase and walked towards the security check area.
During the days Ouyang Hao was away, Xing Yi ca to pick her up from work every day. At first, Lin Yixun kept declining, but seeing Xing Yi’s persistence, she eventually stopped refusing.
Just like other dating couples, they spent most of their ti together having als, and occasionally they would watch a movie. Since they were both alumni of A University, they interacted quite naturally, and gradually beca more familiar with each other.
But Lin Yixun knew very well that familiarity was a long way from liking. Her heart was so scarred that it was difficult to feel anything for another person again.
She didn’t want to drag things on with Xing Yi without clarity. It would be disrespectful to him, and to herself as well.
One day, as they walked out of the cinema, Lin Yixun hesitated for a long ti before finally mustering up the courage to speak.
"Um... Senior, maybe we should just stop?"
The man suddenly halted and turned to look at her. For a mont, Lin Yixun thought he was going to be angry, but then he curved his lips into a smile, "What do you an by stop?"
Lin Yixun’s eyelashes trembled, and she opened her mouth, "Senior, I might not be able to like you."
"Oh, so it’s because of that." The smile on the man’s face deepened, "Actually, many couples who et through matchmaking don’t initially like each other, but many of them still end up together. Yixun, love is like boiling water, given enough ti, it can co to a boil."
"But what if this pot of water never boils?"
The man looked at her deeply, "There’s no rush. We have a lifeti. If one year doesn’t make it boil, then ten years. If ten years aren’t enough, then twenty. It will eventually co to a boil."
"But Senior, life is too short. How many ten years do we have? You’re so excellent, lots of girls will like you. Why waste your ti on ?"
"It’s not a matter of wasting ti. It’s about willingness, and I’m willing to wait for you."
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