Chapter 630 - 631: Other Than Letting Her Leave
But whatever she asked him to do, he would always comply, except for letting her go.
She was once again encased in his warm and strong embrace. Di Xiaxia couldn’t help but wrap her arms around his neck, burying her face in his shoulder blade.
Tears tumbled freely, each drop adding to the fiery pain in his heart.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. As long as Di Xiaxia bravely faced this rather than running away, it was okay.
"Alright, hurry up and go home," Nangong Jin lazily stood up from the sofa, "Once you’re home, do whatever you please. If you want to confess, then confess swiftly. If you want to make love, then make love quickly. Stop dilly-dallying!"
The heavy gaze of Di Mingzhe landed on Nangong Jin’s face. Evidently, he didn’t quite understand the situation, but he didn’t say much. He merely thanked him, then left the room, carrying Di Xiaxia in his arms.
After the pair had left, Gu Qibao excitedly covered her face, "Holy moly, is Sister Xiaxia about to passionately confess and seduce him?"
"Very likely!" Di Jinxuan emphatically nodded in agreement, joyously saying, "My fourth sister is indeed fearless. Even my elder brother’s cold demeanor pales in comparison."
Nangong Ran sighed, "Tonight is going to be an exciting night, indeed. A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold."
Nangong Jin raised an eyebrow at her, "Little brat, what do you know? Go home, wash up, and sleep."
Di Mingzhe held Di Xiaxia close the entire time without letting go or speaking, until they settled in the car. It was only then that he calmly commanded, "Drive."
Similarly, Di Xiaxia kept her arms wrapped around his neck, even when he carried her into the car. She was still clutching his neck, their bodies fitting together all too closely.
He could feel the warmth of her breath. Her tears seemed to never stop, dampening his collar, causing his heartache to intensify.
He held her close, keeping silent for a long time. When he managed to compose himself, he asked, "Di Xiaxia, what’s wrong?"
"You just shut up!" Di Xiaxia buried her face in his shoulder, her voice muffled with a hint of a sob, "I don’t want to talk. You’re better off keeping your mouth shut!"
Although she was fierce in her words, she only tightened her grip around his neck, making a strange feeling settle in his heart.
Di Mingzhe felt a pang in his heart, he kissed the top of her head and held her even tighter, "Alright, I’ll keep quiet."
Although he behaved very well, Di Xiaxia only felt more aggrieved. She was frustrated with him, thinking, ’Stupid Mingzhe, you keep quiet just because I ask you to? But when I want to see you, do you know how much it hurts when you coldly reject me?’
’Stupid, stupid, big, stupid!’
Her sobbing left Di Mingzhe feeling helpless, but he didn’t know what to say.
In the end, all he could do was hold her tightly in his arms. Leaning in, he murmured into her ear, "Di Xiaxia, please stop crying."
Her crying shattered his heart. He had never seen her cry like this before. In his memory, she had always been audacious and optimistic.
Even when she had broken a limb, she had never cried like this.
His lips brushed against her ear. His hot breath, carrying his unique scent, made Di Xiaxia cry even more intensely, but she didn’t speak. She merely rubbed her tears and snot all over his expensive shirt.
The journey home wasn’t long, but for Di Mingzhe, it felt like an eternity.