Chapter 692 - 693: Crying a Mess
She reached out hurriedly to pull him back, but he took advantage of the momentum to grasp her slender hand, slipping a diamond ring onto her ring finger.
From that moment on, she belonged to him, blooming for him alone in this life!
Di Xiaxia looked at the exquisite diamond ring on her hand that was breathtakingly beautiful and broke down in tears.
She cried endearingly, struggling to catch her breath as she gazed at his handsome features, calling out affectionately, "Brother..."
She had never imagined that the surprise of her life would be him, a man she had called her older brother for twenty years.
She had always thought herself to be an abandoned child, desperately seeking a trace of warmth, a sense of existence.
But she hadn’t realized that her true love had been at her side for twenty years.
What should she do with such a surprise?
She felt as if she might be dreaming, a beautiful dream.
And she’d rather not wake up from this beautiful dream, ever...
Watching her cry like a child, Di Mingzhe felt a profound ache in his heart.
If he had known earlier that his Xiaxia was easily moved, he would’ve acted sooner, without hesitation.
It was his fault; he’d suppressed his feelings for twenty years, barely giving her any warmth during this time.
Di Xiaxia nestled into his arms, letting her tears flow freely as if receiving a baptism.
Words could no longer express her emotions. She stopped her sobs intermittently, wiped away her tears, and looked into his passionate eyes.
In his eyes was a trace of regret, but more than that, deep affection.
Di Xiaxia stood on tiptoes, carefully touched his face, slowly tracing his chiseled features, finally resting on his lips.
She looked at him, straining to raise her head, tilting it slightly, slowly moving closer to him, for the first time actively approaching him.
Di Mingzhe cooperated nicely, still gazing at her and also tilting his head, leaning down, and kissed her.
She knew he had loved her for twenty years, had experienced bitterness, struggle, and also similar confusion.
Twenty years, how had he managed it?
So she chose the best way, which directly demonstrates.
To show that she no longer repelled him.
To show that she had fallen for him.
To show her feelings, her emotions, her everything.
At the height of passion, one can become intoxicated even without wine. Unfortunately, Di Xiaxia’s body would not allow it.
Eventually, Di Mingzhe let go of her, gently raising a smile and said as he stroked her head, "Go freshen up first."
"Ok. Sure." Di Xiaxia nodded in agreement, then suddenly asked, "Together?"
Di Mingzhe was slightly taken aback, but then nodded in agreement, "All right, let’s go together!"
The two went to the bathroom. Turning on the faucet, they brushed their teeth and washed their faces, standing in front of the bathtub, reflected in the mirror.
Both of them smiled warmly seeing the synchrony in their actions.
Di Mingzhe was faster, soon finishing his washing up. Di Xiaxia still had to use facial cleansers and such.
Di Mingzhe opened the toothpaste and kindly helped squeeze it out for her, placing it on the side of the sink.
Just as Di Xiaxia finished washing her face, she saw the toothbrush already loaded with toothpaste, warming her heart.
She automatically looked towards Di Mingzhe about to say something when his phone sounded.
"I’ll go and answer a phone call, you continue freshening up." Di Mingzhe gave her forehead a gentle kiss.
"Ok." Di Xiaxia nodded.
Di Mingzhe walked out, picking up the phone. Seeing the name on the phone, he instinctively frowned.
The call was from Dan Lingling.
Di Mingzhe glanced towards the bathroom, but in the end, he still picked up the call.