A very silent cry sounded, as though her heart had been moved by the speech. Xiao Lingxi’s soft body shuddered a few times and her heartbeat sped up. Then, she placed a hand on Yun Che’s chest and laughed a little: “Little Che will always be Little Che, so glib-tongued, cheering me up.”
“I am not glib-tongued. Every sentence I say to Little Aunt comes from my heart. What I say today is true, and what I said in the past is true as well.” Yun Che assured frantically: “Just like… those words I said to Little Aunt in the past, I wonder if Little Aunt still remembers it.”
“…Which words?”
Yun Che looked into her eyes and said affectionately: “If… you weren’t my Little Aunt, I’d marry you!”
The air seemed to grow tense as the two froze while looking into the other’s eyes.
The first time Yun Che said that to Xiao Lingxi was on the night of his marriage with Xia Qingyue… However, the same words held a very different meaning between then and now…
Because at that time, Xiao Lingxi was his Little Aunt.
Now however, they and everyone else already knew that they were not blood related.
Badump… Badump… Badump…
In the silent night, Yun Che could hear Xiao Lingxi’s heartbeat clearly. Suddenly, the soft body in front of his chest started to shift away, replaced by a push that was not strong nor light. Unable to block in time, he fell and sat onto the ground. In front of him, Xiao Lingxi stood up and actually had on an angry expression….