"That's why I said we'll get engaged, and we'll get married when you graduate." The man said it easily and naturally, just like discussing whether to bring an umbrella when going out on a rainy day.
"Yan Zisong..." Qin Xiaoman expressed cowardly in a long voice.
"I've been holding it in for you for three years." Yan Zisong took Qin Xiaoman's shoulder, looked at her puzzled face, and explained helplessly and patiently, "Your man couldn't be more normal.
Don’t you know? If you keep doing this, I’ll get frustrated..."
Qin Xiaoman did go through several twists and turns in his mind before he figured out what he was talking about. Then his face suddenly turned red. He was half-crying and half-laughing. He didn't know what expression to use now, so he could only lower his head.
Na Na said, "Yan Zisong...why do you think about this when you have nothing to do..."
"I think about it when something happens! I miss you every day!" Yan Zisong stroked the girl's long hair and pulled her into his arms, "I really regret that I promised you that I must get married before I can touch you."
"My mother said that..." Qin Xiaoman felt a little sorry for some reason, "My mother said that even if you have a boyfriend, you have to get married..."
"Okay!" Yan Zisong gritted his teeth as he felt the changes slowly taking place in his body, "You sleep here for one night, and I will pick you up to take you back to school at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Then are you going home now? It's so late and you have to get up early tomorrow morning. It's very hard to run like this..." Because the kind and simple girl got the man's guarantee, she put down all her vigilance and even proposed this without mercy.
A dangerous and tempting invitation. "Anyway, there are two rooms here. You can sleep on the sofa in the outer room..."
Yan Zisong gave a bitter smile. It's really hard for me to sleep outside you. I'm afraid I'll lose sleep all night. "No, I have something to do when I get home."
Qin Xiaoman looked at the empty room, feeling a fatal sense of desertion in his heart.
It was the first time I spent the night alone in a hotel, and his breath was still lingering around me, and the whispers just now seemed to still be echoing in this strange space.
For no reason, I felt indescribable emptiness and loss.
A person can feel strong without him by his side; but once he is by his side, he is always relied on.
Qin Xiaoman sighed, you are really worthless... Is this what love is like?
It's clearly in front of me, but I feel as if I'm caressing about it on the horizon; before I can turn around and leave, I start the next round of missing you...