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It turned out that all those moments of anxiety, the restless tossing and turning, and the self-delusions were not just figments of my imagination. He truly cared. Beneath the icy exterior, there was a volcano of intense emotion simmering.
Tears blurred my vision once more, but this time they were hot and joyful. They tasted salty yet carried an unparalleled sweetness.
"Then why..." I struggled to catch my breath, my voice choked with emotion, "why are you still so cold to me? Why do you say those hurtful things?" The memories of that frozen period still pierced my heart.
"Because... I'm angry with myself," he said, a flicker of frustration and awkwardness flashing in his eyes. "I'm angry that I didn't notice sooner, that I couldn't protect you, and that I hurt you because of misunderstandings. I'm even more frustrated... because I don't know how to express my feelings to you. I'm afraid... I'm afraid you don't like someone like me."
His answer was both clumsy and genuine, carrying a kind of awkward honesty unique to Jiang Chi that made me unable to hold back any longer. I let out a soft laugh, yet the tears flowed even more fiercely, like pearls spilling from a broken string.
He looked at me, caught between laughter and tears, appearing somewhat flustered. He reached out as if to wipe my tears like he did last time in the infirmary, but his fingers hovered awkwardly in mid-air.
Seeing his rare and endearing expression made my heart melt completely; all grievances and heartaches vanished in that moment. A surge of unprecedented courage welled up from within me.
I stepped forward suddenly, catching him off guard. On tiptoe, I closed my eyes and mustered every ounce of courage and determination I had in my life to gently yet firmly press my lips against his cool ones.
It was a fleeting touch, but it felt as though it drained all my strength and bravery.
The world fell silent. I could hear the pounding of my own heart.
Jiang Chi's body froze instantly as if struck by a spell. His thick eyelashes trembled violently, and deep within his eyes ignited two dark yet fervent flames as if they wanted to consume me.
My cheeks burned as if on fire, and my heartbeat raced dangerously close to stopping. Instinctively wanting to retreat, before my heels could touch the ground, he grasped my wrist tightly and pulled me in!
In a whirl of motion, I found myself enveloped in a warm and solid embrace. His arms clamped around my waist like iron tongs, holding me so tightly it felt as if he wanted to meld me into his very being—an irresistible force filled with cherished possession.
"Lin Xi," his deep, hoarse voice whispered in my ear, trembling with restrained intensity, like the heat before a volcanic eruption.
"Mm." I buried my flushed face into his clean-scented chest, greedily inhaling his scent while listening to his equally rapid heartbeat. It felt as though a ship adrift for too long had finally found its harbor—an overwhelming sense of safety and stability washed over me.
"Say it again," he commanded with an authoritative tone.
"Huh? Say what?" I lifted my head from his embrace, gazing at him in confusion.
He lowered his head until our foreheads touched; our noses nearly brushed together. His warm breath fanned across my face while his gaze sparkled like the brightest star in the dark night, locking onto mine firmly. "Say that you like me too," he demanded in an almost stubborn tone laced with a hint of childish urgency.
Looking into his eyes filled with such clear desire and tension made all my shyness and hesitation evaporate. Meeting his fiery gaze filled my heart with immense happiness. Without hesitation, I summoned all my strength and declared clearly and loudly:
"Jiang Chi, I like you! I really like you! I've liked you for a long time!"
The moment the words left my lips, the flames in his eyes erupted! He let out a low growl before suddenly lowering his head to capture my lips with precision.
This time it was no fleeting touch; it was no mere taste.
His kiss was imbued with long-suppressed desire and undeniable possessiveness—intense and forceful—like a storm sweeping through all my senses, stealing away my breath while igniting the deepest flames within my heart.
The gentle breeze on the rooftop caressed us softly. The orange-red sunset stretched our entwined figures, locked in a passionate embrace, casting them into a long, vivid silhouette—a vibrant and eternal painting.
All the misunderstandings, the twists and turns, the bitterness and tears, transformed in this moment into a staircase leading to the shores of happiness.
The story that belongs to me and Jiang Chi has only just begun. And I know that this time, no matter how many storms the future may bring, we will hold each other's hands tightly and never let go.
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