NOVPUBChapter 289: 289, I am willing to take you with me
Chapter 289: 289, I am willing to take you with me
A soft hue suddenly appeared on Zhan Cheng’s initially cold expression. Excited, he grabbed Song Qinghuan’s hand, “Are you going to see me?”
He loved the woman in front of him to the core. That day when her sister told him that she didn’t care if he lived or died. That she had been deceived into thinking he was ill due to excessive drinking, needing a liver transplant, but she still didn’t want to see him willingly, it felt like his heart was being torn to pieces.
Song Qinghuan wanted to shake off the hand that was gripping hers, but Zhan Cheng clung tightly. She was forced to let out a soft cry, “Ouch!”
He frowned slightly, and glanced down at her fair arm that was now turning red. Regret immediately overwhelmed him and he quickly let go of her hand: “I’m sorry, Huanhuan. I didn’t mean to… I just…”
Song Qinghuan interrupted him, sighing, “Zhan Cheng, can you please stop these disruptions and get back to the hospital? When you’re ill, you need to get treated properly. Medical technology is highly advanced now, you will get better!”
In an instant, Zhan Cheng felt as if the weather, previously cloudy and gloomy, had suddenly cleared up.
Excited, he embraced Song Qinghuan in his arms: “Qinghuan, I thought you hated me to death and would never forgive me!”
Song Qinghuan pushed him away, “I don’t hate you, Zhan Cheng!”
Zhan Cheng became even more elated, “Really? Then you…”
Seemingly knowing what he was about to ask her, Song Qinghuan interrupted his sentence: “Because I don’t love you, when there’s no love, there’s naturally no hatred. Zhan Cheng, I know you are kind to me, and I really hope you would find a girlfriend, and then live a sweet and happy life!”
“Enough, I don’t want to listen, you clearly know that I…” Zhan Cheng’s temper flared again.
His beloved woman telling him to find another woman was enough to make any man angry. 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝑚
But the anger came quickly and left quickly. When he calmed down again, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness enveloping him, sighed and asked, “Qinghuan, where did I go wrong? What makes you persistently refuse to accept me?”
Song Qinghuan said indifferently, “Zhan Cheng, there’s a phrase often used on the internet for rejecting someone in the least offensive way. ‘You’re a good person, but we’re not suited for each other.’ I once said it to you, but now I don’t want to tell you nor deceive you. You’re not a very good person, your temper stinks. You really need to change. But whether I accept you or not is unrelated to this. I…”
She paused, her lips pursed, “Love is about destiny, I…”
Zhan Cheng interrupted her, “Alright, don’t say anymore. Don’t say anything. I came to meet you today to ask you one last time, do you want to be with me. I’m going to study in France. Would you like to come with me? I don’t care if you hate me, and I don’t care about your past. As long as you’re willing, I will take you with me. I can promise that I will love you always and forever be good to you.”
Song Qinghuan spurts out, “Zhan Cheng, yes…”
He holds her tightly again, buries his head in her neck. His voice is weak and pitiful, “You don’t need to answer now. I don’t want to hear the answer. I’ll wait for you at the airport in three days. If you’re willing to come, I’m willing to take you!”
His deep, hoarse voice, seemed to be surging from his chest, turning Song Qinghuan’s eyes red, making her speechless for a moment.
When he looked at her again, there was sorrow tinging his eyes red. After staring at her unmovingly for a couple of seconds, he leaned down and planted a kiss on Song Qinghuan’s face as if bewitched.
