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However, as soon as she reached out to push him away, her fingers were caught by his hand. His large hand kneaded her small one unconsciously, soft, delicate fingers in sharp contrast with his slightly calloused hands. It seemed as if he couldn’t get enough of holding her.

They say the heart is linked through the fingers. Ye Xingguang feels like her heart is softly held in the man’s grasp. Her nose is suddenly filled with the sourness of a long-awaited

reunion. Forget about restraining her feelings and maintaining peace of mind. Ripples are starting to form in the lake of her heart.

She tilted her head back, her long lashes lightly brushing against her skin. Looking at his face, so different from the young man in her memories, she asked, her voice hitched, “Is it really you?”

“It’s me!” Just two words, soft, low, but decidedly affirmative, afraid that any hesitation from him would make her doubtful.

Holding her hand over his heart, he declares, “It has always been me, there was never anyone else.”

Warm tears welled up in the corners of Ye Xingguang’s eyes and started to roll down.

The room was quite dark because she didn’t turn on the light. Everything seemed so unreal, “Why does it feel so surreal? Like I’m dreaming and when I wake up, reality will cruelly slap me in the face.”

He didn’t respond, only pulled her back onto the bed, making her sit on his lap, facing him, supporting her back with one hand and with the other, lightly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

“I too feel like I’m dreaming. Had the chess book not told me that the ID photo you posted last night was of me post-disguise, I would have strangled you, this heartless woman! It was me you experienced all those things with, yet you only remembered Qin Junye. How can I not be angry and put out the incense you burn for him?”

Ye Xingguang does not want to sit so intimately on him, but he is domineering and persistent. Holding her this way, not only wiping her tears but also brushing her hair back, he then rubbed the back of her head and whispered, “How are you planning on compensating me?”

“For what?”

“You kept the memory of some unknown man in your heart for such a long time, keeping me outside your heart. Don’t you think you owe me some form of compensation?” His voice was filled with resentment.

Thinking about it made him feel wronged.

Be it now or back then, it always felt unfair.

Especially ridiculous!

Every time it was his birthday, she seemed uninterested and would burn incense for that damned Qin Junye. How many times this had led to arguments between them. Now remembering all this, he really felt like beating Fu Zhuo, even if he was his own brother!

He felt like he needed to be healed, healed by her gentle and soothing ways.

Ye Xingguang was no three-year-old child, she understood the implications in his voice.

Her breathing was erratic and she spoke with an attitude, “What compensation, it’s not my fault. Who asked you to alter your appearance and not tell me your real name. You even gave me a name with the same surname as you, tell me, what ill intentions did you have in your mind when you named me?”

“Of course my woman must have my last name. You tell me if this was ill intentioned or a genuine intention?” Lunging forward again, forehead against forehead, nose tip against nose tip, with every word, his breath fanning over her upper lip, making her heart race.

“I’m done for!” Ye Xingguang muttered to herself.

“Huh?”

Ye Xingguang resignedly closed her eyes and signed her impending doom.