The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 587: Chapter 589: Meeting You in This Life

But many times, Qiqi in his dreams didn’t speak, just showed him a sweet smile. Yet, like a madman, he went to bed early time and again, just to meet that sweet smile under a cherry blossom tree in his dreams.

When he was young, he always thought Qiqi was a pitiful child. Abandoned by her parents at birth. So he always tried to hold her in his palm, to take care of her and protect her, never imagining that one day, he would abandon her as cruelly as her parents did.

He couldn’t forgive himself, just like he couldn’t forgive the parents who once abandoned them.

Xia Xiaonuan listened to her words and suddenly fell silent.

How could she not understand! In this world, perhaps no one else could understand that feeling better than her!

But...

Once again, she shook her head.

She reached out, forcefully breaking free from him.

With a resolute, indifferent tone, she said, ”You misunderstood, I am not Qiqi.”

Liang Shaochen looked at her, his gaze fixed intensely on her.

For a full ten seconds.

He slowly closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

Then he reached out, gripped her shoulders, stared at her, and said slowly, word by word, ”Xia Xiaonuan, hello, I am Liang Shaochen... I am now formally notifying you, no matter who you are, I will never let you go again. I want you to come back to my side, from now on, forever, we will never be apart again!”

Xia Xiaonuan: ”...”

She stared at him, his words, too moving, too resolute.

She found that she couldn’t find any reason to refute.

This domineering and stubborn Nan Mo was unfamiliar, new, and special to her.

But... she found that deep down, she yearned for him in this way.

When a woman says no, it usually means yes.

This is absolutely true in front of a lover.

She stared at the man in front of her, suddenly feeling very warm and soft inside.

As if a feather was gently stroking her heart, she had to admit, this man in front of her, at this moment, had completely moved her heart.

She instinctively reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist. Then she gently, carefully rested her face against his chest.

Liang Shaochen looked at the small woman in his arms, and in an instant, a surge of joy overwhelmed his heart.

Like an athlete who had run 5000 meters and won the victory flag, he was so excited that he didn’t know what to do. He reached out, fingertips trembling, to touch her shoulder, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

As if afraid that she might disappear in the next second.

”Qiqi... Qiqi...” He whispered her name over and over again in her ear, his voice hoarse.

Xia Xiaonuan didn’t speak, just listened to the sound of his heartbeat, and the rise and fall of his chest as he spoke.

She took a long, deep breath.

Was she dreaming? The man before her, was truly Nan Mo, her Nan Mo.

She was no longer just looking up at him every day, no longer silently watching him, alone, licking her wounds.

She could finally be honest with him.

That day, I closed my eyes in the incense haze of the temple hall, suddenly hearing your true words of scripture.

That month, I turned every prayer wheel, not for transcendence, but to touch your fingertips.

That year, I prostrated long on the mountain paths, not for pilgrimage, but to be close to your warmth.

In this lifetime, I travel mountains and waters and stupas, not to seek the next life, but to meet you on this journey...

She suddenly thought of Tsangyang Gyatso’s poem, so beautiful, so heart-wrenching, and at that moment, it struck her heart.

I spent a lifetime chasing our reunion, yet met you in a future that was never meant to be mine.