Ming was a little surprised at my behavior. I was stunned for a moment, and I realized that I was wrong. I quickly approached him and lowered my head and said, “I sprained my ankle.”
Even I didn’t believe this lie.
Ming put his hand in his pocket and said softly, “be careful.”
We picked up Lester and had dinner together. Ming seemed to be conscious and didn’t get too intimate with me again.
Lester went to bed at night. I couldn’t sleep in bed. My cell phone rang.
I looked down. It was a message from Ming.
He said, “come to my house.”
I quickly put my cell phone aside and wanted to sleep.
But I soon got a message from him, “I know you don’t sleep. You twisted your foot today. I have to check for you.”
“...”
Ming seemed to be able to guess my behavior perfectly every time.
I was wearing a thin housecoat and a sweater and I opened the door.
The door of Ming’s house was open.
I pushed the door directly and went in.
Ming dressed up at home and sat on the sofa. There were medicine boxes and many new drugs on the tea table.
“You are...”
“I’m sorting out the medicine boxes and adding some regular medicine.” Ming said as he took a bottle of ointment from the medicine box. He patted the sofa and said, “sit here.”
“OK.”
I sat there.
As Sean once said, I thought I had a 90% chance of marrying Ming.
It was better to accept than struggle, so maybe he wouldn’t hurt Lester.
Ming took off my slippers and checked the ankles of my left and right feet respectively. “They seem to be OK.”
“Yes.” I nodded. “I’m fine. You are too nervous.”
He looked up at me. “I’ll put you first, even if it’s a small thing.”
“...”
His words made me nervous.
I looked at him and hesitated and asked, “Ming, do you love me?”
Ming was stunned by my question. He looked depressed. “Didn’t I say it clearly? Do you have to ask me to understand?”
No, Ming made it clear.
He was so nice to me. If it was not love, what could it be?
I hesitated for a moment and said, “I just think you are very good, but I don’t deserve you at all. I have Lester. I don’t know why you love me.”
Ming tilted his head and looked at me. He slowly said, “if there is a specific reason to love someone, it may not be true love.”
His words surprised me.
When he said that, I thought of Sean.
Yeah, thinking about what Sean did, I couldn’t find a reason to love him.
But I loved him.
I didn’t speak. Ming took my hand and kissed the back of it. He said, “I love you for no reason, but I know I will only love you for the rest of my life.”
“Are you sure?”
His words made me feel guilty.
“Yes, I’m sure.” Ming stood up and stooped and held me. He said in my ear, “so please marry me and only me...”
Ming said softly.
But I could hear it clearly.
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