Chapter 2105: Chapter 2105: Wish
Now, after experiencing vicissitudes, I finally understand how much love I once had, but unfortunately, I never cherished it properly while it was in my hands.
She looked at Helian Ling Kong, her heart tender yet aching.
"Then I want to light a candle." Yiyi found a candle.
"It’s not your birthday, why light a candle?"
"I like it, is that not allowed? Hmph, I want to make a wish too." Yiyi huffed willfully, then lit the candle. The small flame emitted a warm glow atop the cake, making one feel extraordinarily happy.
She couldn’t help but show a joyful smile, pressed her palms together, and closed her eyes.
Helian Ling Kong’s deep eyes quietly watched her face, and when he saw that pure and happy smile return, he was stunned, then chuckled helplessly, his smile extraordinarily gentle.
"My wish is..." Yiyi silently voiced a wish in her heart, one that was probably impossible to achieve, and that was: to go home with Brother Ling Kong.
She gave a bitter smile, lowered her hands, blew out the candle, opened a bottle of wine, and brought out two glasses.
"It’s rare to have someone keeping me company tonight, come drink a couple of glasses with me!" She poured two glasses of wine, handed him one, and downed hers in one go.
Upon growing up, I finally understood the helplessness of some things, the despair of some situations, things that cannot be undone.
After entering the Empire Academy, she had always relied on that laboratory researching high-end technology, and gradually she saw through the fog that it was indeed the world’s most cutting-edge technology. But unfortunately, they hadn’t yet developed that dream technology capable of time travel.
Such a wish really is a fantasy; no matter how advanced technology becomes, it cannot take them home.
Perhaps living in this new world is already quite lucky, but truly, I want to go back so badly, I miss my parents and brother dearly.
The only thing that can relieve this dull, uncomfortable feeling is alcohol, drinking silently, cup after cup.
But wasn’t it said that alcohol can drown your sorrows? Why is it that after drinking, I feel even worse, emotions and pain welling up like the rising alcohol fumes, slowly turning into tears, welling up from the eyes.
The long-time pursuit, the only hope in my heart, has been shattered.
Feeling like I truly cannot grasp onto anything, ending up with nothing.
She looked at him with tear-filled eyes.
Really want... to go back to the past with him, back to that night at eighteen, she would definitely hold onto him tightly and never let go.
She loved him so much.
In a daze, she felt her fingertip touched by the warmth of his finger pads, her fingers trembling, seeing the hand on the table gently touched by his hand that had moved over.
She held her breath, wanting to withdraw her fingers to avoid this piercing warmth, but felt she couldn’t resist.
His well-defined fingers moved between hers, slowly and forcefully covering her slender hand, wrapping it in his warm hand.
Just like flowing water gradually devouring a fragile flame, her heart was also devoured step by step, her rationality collapsing.
His hot breath was just inches away, and at some point, his lips were already descending onto hers.
She trembled, yet couldn’t push him away, her cold and hard heart gradually collapsing, her rigid body seeming to turn to liquid.
The burning kiss, branded on her lips, hot and lingering endlessly, like a continuous and surging flame melting every inch of the ice, one inch after another, swallowed up, burning away reason, struggle, and the deliberately disguised mask...
Her mind scattered like white light, thinking hazily.
Just one last time being weak, complying with the true heart, sink into this warm dark night!
