The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 586: Chapter 588 Qiqi Finally Found You

Her body was trembling, her mind a chaotic mess.

What should she do... what else could she do? She was no longer the Qiqi of the past. Did she still have the right to act recklessly in front of him like before, thinking that as long as he was there, she had nothing to fear?

No... that naive and fearless Qiqi was already gone.

She had become another Xia Xiaonuan, and that had already destined many things, things that she could not change by herself.

Big, heavy tears fell down, landing on Shaochen’s hand, on the ground beneath her.

At some point, snowflakes began to drift from the sky.

Xia Xiaonuan felt a chill and opened her eyes, watching as the small snowflakes fell one by one from the sky.

With a bitter thought, she wondered, was even heaven crying for them?

She murmured, ”I’m sorry... I’m no longer the Qiqi of before. I... I am already married. Nan Mo, I’m sorry... let go of me! This way, it is the best ending for both of us.”

”No!” Shaochen’s arm strength deepened, he held her tightly, his breath hot against her ear, his frantic heartbeat pressed against her back, he said stubbornly and deeply, ”I won’t let go of you, I will never be separated from you again!”

”Just pretend... just pretend you didn’t find me; after all, these years, haven’t they all passed already?” She said weakly and softly.

Shaochen’s body trembled violently as if struck by something.

He released her and turned her body to face him.

Xia Xiaonuan lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes.

He reached out his hand, lifted her chin, forcing her to raise her face and meet his gaze.

It was like an electric shock, his dark pupils burned with a fervent flame, shrouded in a dense fog, spinning and dancing, forming a strange shape, the mist like sparks from a volcanic eruption, scorching her heart nakedly.

”Qiqi... how can you be so heartless. Just because of the ten years we were apart, I knew the pain of separation. So, I really don’t want to endure it a second time, do you understand?”

He mumbled, seemingly in accusation, yet also in complaint, but with an unwavering determination, it was this resolution that hit her heart and nerves like a knife.

When he left her back then, he left with hope and anticipation for the future. He thought it was just a brief separation, never imagining that it would be fifteen years.

Whenever he awoke in the middle of the night, he couldn’t find a trace of her in the cold air; the whole world seemed to have erased all traces, like a rubber eraser had wiped away his incomplete life, and the past happiness felt like a dream.

For a time, he often dreamt of her. He dreamt of himself returning to the orphanage, tirelessly teaching her to kick the shuttlecock, build snowmen, peel apples, and fight for the swing.

In the dream, he was once again chased around by Qiqi under the cherry blossom tree.

In the dream, she didn’t ask if he would marry her when they grew up, but he grabbed her again and again asking, Qiqi, when we grow up, will you marry me?

He woke up from the dream again and again, smiling, but when he saw the cold air, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Then he began to dream countless times that he found her in the crowd, he held her tightly in his arms, crying and saying, Qiqi, I finally found you, I finally found you.