Free Web NovelChapter 1944: Chapter 473: Bitter Life, Illusory Dreams_8
"Did you cry?"
The girl’s gentle and soft voice was very pleasing.
"It’s really you, so I’m not dreaming." She laughed, her small hand hooking his nose.
Yan Song suddenly hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his bones and blood. Yun Ya coughed lightly, but her brows and eyes blossomed into the most tender and touching smile.
"I’m sorry... I’m sorry..." he whispered ceaselessly in her ear, each word filled with profound guilt and post-crisis relief.
"I should be the one saying sorry."
Her voice choking somewhat, she said, "I shouldn’t have drunk that tea, but I was so desperate. I wronged you... I just wanted to get revenge on her, but I didn’t think of you... it’s my fault..."
At that time, she only felt utter despair, her hatred had always overshadowed everything else. Deep down inside, regarding her mother... she still harbored a glimmer of hope, no matter how excessive her actions were, she had reasons... she was always making excuses for her and deceiving herself.
In the end, that last bit of hope was thoroughly shattered.
That woman had no heart; in her eyes, she was merely a vase with some utility, nothing more, perhaps not even as important as Gan Wei’er.
This realization broke her; back then, her mind was ablaze, and she didn’t have time to consider the consequences.
At this moment, she felt nothing but gratitude; if Brother Yan hadn’t appeared, the consequences... she couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat, holding him tightly.
She was wrong, terribly wrong, she used others’ mistakes to punish herself, and ultimately ended up wounded beyond repair, also hurting Brother Yan. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
The one who should apologize is me...
Her eyes filled with tears of excitement and relief, Brother Yan, do you know, you are the only redemption in my dark life; without you, I wouldn’t know what the meaning of my life is... perhaps today, I would have completely descended into hell. freёwebnovel.com
She raised her head, searching for his lips, tears and smiles intertwined, blooming into the most beautiful expression on her face.
Lips and tongues entwined, tangled in love, just like in dreams, you within me, I within you.
Zhang Huasheng held his face, gosh, so intense.
Just a glance... just a sneaky glance... the old man was quite determined.
At the same time, his heart was full of pity; how lovers finally become family, yet the future of them, who knows how many challenges and hardships lie ahead.
Senior sister, if you have a spirit in heaven, please bless your granddaughter, let Ji Lanyi cause less trouble.
Zhang Huasheng wiped nonexistent tears from the corner of his eye, waving a fan in his hand, a small stove warming medicine with a bitter aroma slowly spreading in the room.
Only this kiss was real; the person in front of her stood living and breathing, not a dream nor an illusion.
Yun Ya held him tightly, her whole body clinging to him, eagerly and desperately seeking his kiss, only this could let her feel his breath, his presence.
She kissed until tired, her face resting on his shoulder, crying: "Haven’t seen you for so long, your kissing skill is still as bad as ever."
Yan Song was beside himself with joy and sorrow, gently patting her shoulder: "After all, I haven’t had anyone to practice with."
"Wuuu...." Yun Ya cried, punching his back, "You bastard, do you want someone to practice with?"
Yan Song pressed her body firmly into his embrace, their chests tightly connected, two hearts closely leaning together, so close that they could almost feel each other’s heartbeat.
"I want only you, only you for this lifetime."
Listening to the man’s deep and gentle voice, Yun Ya burst into tears, her tears soaking his shoulder’s clothing, each drop like acid, painfully searing his skin.
From now on, your tears can only flow in my arms.
Half a lifetime of drifting and sinking, deeply entrapped, you are the only ray of light in the darkness, from now on, no matter how the world changes, you will always be my courage to face life.
