Yang Jiaqi frowned. "Luo Chong, today shouldn't be a day for Yang Jiaqi to feel good about herself. It's your birthday.”
"This is not what I want to do." Luo Chong said softly. "I didn't see any mistakes on your part. I'm completely honest here, you work hard and look like you're doing it, and I recognize hard work, and for me, you're perfect, and I'm not just saying that because I think you like it, I'm saying that because from my point of view, it's real.”
Yang Jiaqi drew closer and further away, becoming more and more depressed with him. "I don't want fake flattery."
She saw the slight change in Luo Chong's expression and was surprised to find that he looked angry.
"I lied to you, Yang Jiaqi?" he asked.
Yang Jiaqi hesitated.
"Have I ever been dishonest with you?" he asked.
She shook her head.
"Then, why did I lie? I don't need to say anything, I say, you know I'm looking for you, we've proven that the past two and a half months have been hell many times. You're the sexiest girl, and I've always been the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.”He said."
"Luo Chong, shut up." Yang Jiaqi said. She tried to leave, but he held her.
"Listen to me, okay?" he asked.
Yang Jiaqi stopped moving, and in his arms, she grew again.
"Listen, I think you're perfect, even if it's the things that change, yourself, your tattoos, you know exactly how beautiful your body looks, and it makes me feel good to do these things for you, because I can see other people's ways. No, I've experienced your beauty in a different way.”
"I don't want to be a pedestal.”Yang Jiaqi retorted. "I don't mean to revere some art films. For God's sake, Luo Chong, I am only one person. You can't possibly feel that way. If you do, we have a problem.”she said.
"Then how do you feel about me?”Luo Chong asked.
Yang Jiaqi glanced at him and hesitated.
"You feel exactly the same way, don't you? Do I stimulate you in the same way?”he asked.
" I…" Yang Jiaqi was speechless. He was right. Damn it, what was wrong with her? It was too crazy to think that such a person could not find a flaw.
"Why did I scare you so much?" he asked her.
"Because I can't let you down." She told him.
"But you have already done so." he said.
Yang Jiaqi looked at his reflection in the mirror, his eyes.
"But what if I change? What if I get fat? Perfect, will I stop? If I get into a car accident and get messed up in my face, I'm still the most beautiful woman you've ever seen? Nonsense, you know I don't like nonsense.”She told him.
Luo Chong looked at her grief. "That's not what I meant."
"What are you talking about?" she argued. "I mean, okay, I think I look good now, but how about when I'm 40, the only reason you like me is because I'm hot?”she asked.
Luo Chong was panic-stricken. "No, Yang Jiaqi, I want to say that I love you.”
Yang Jiaqi completely stopped falling. "You won't tell me." she said softly. After a long silence, it had already passed.
" I'm Yang Jiaqi. I love you." he said.
Luo Chong didn't get the response he expected. She looked like she was going to cry, not because she was very happy. Her heart ached as she looked at him. Words like that repelled her.
"Is there something wrong? I said I love you, Yang Jiaqi?" he asked.
"Stop!" She admitted it.
Luo Chong looked at her worriedly. "Why?"
Yang Jiaqi shook her head and looked into the distance. Her eyes were open, but she turned a blind eye and stared at him. Her item inside had already been triggered. The echo of these words rang in her head like the ringing of a bell, drawing upon old memories that she tried to suppress.
"Yang Jiaqi, why shouldn't I say it? If this is how I feel?”he asked.
Before she could say anything, she closed her eyes because she desperately wanted to stay in the present and try not to fall into the past. This was Luo Chong. Was he one of those people? He was real, they weren't. Despite knowing this, tears leaked out from between her eyelids and followed her cheeks. Yang Jiaqi was frightened. She didn't understand what had happened. Why did he disrupt her words so much? She knew that he felt that this way, why would the words he said affect her like this?
Luo Chong hugged her and Yang Jiaqi until she started to figure out what was going on. She saw her mother before her, and she suffered from flashbacks, like a person her mother had sometimes. The movement of her heart, she was in Luo Chong's embrace, but she was also very far away. This had never happened before, so why was it happening now? She had never experienced such sobriety before. She slept through nightmares, but she had never been awake and alert.
"He said, he kept saying." Yang Jiaqi said, trying to explain. She looked completely terrified. "So what would I do, he told me, and she told me to be quiet, to prove that I loved her, and then Keith, he said. They always say that before…"
"Yang Jiaqi tried to assure him that he wasn't scaring her.”She didn't feel anything, but Luo Chong realized that he was getting more and more disturbed by her.
"What happened to Yang Jiaqi?" he asked her.
She was trembling. Oh my God, she thought. What was going on? Why was this happening now? They already had a good time. They were already having fun. Before the image, her eyes kept flickering. Moving the portrait. She had relived those familiar memories many times over the years, but she had no choice but to think that she had already obtained them. These dreams leaked, and he followed her to the sober world.
"He…he said that if I didn't let him go, she wouldn't love me anymore.”She whispered, trying to make sense of Luo Chong, but we know that she failed. Her eyes were shut tight, and she trembled, trying to keep it at bay, but finding it impossible. She began to cry seriously, and Luo Chong's heart dropped.
Luo Chong opened her arms and hugged her tightly. She hugged him with all her might. He dragged her back to the bed and steadied her. They were together. Yang Jiaqi's forehead was pressed against his chest, and tears flowed down her cheeks. Luo Chong rubbed her back gently and spoke to her softly. She calmed down enough to speak. She told Luo Chong to repel and provoke him, but most of it made sense.
When Yang Jiaqi was already thirteen years old, her mother had already rented a small house for them. When the guests were drunk and Yang Jiaqi had been sleeping in bed, she had already gotten used to the noise and other incidents over the years. She had already woken up, and the bass player covered her mouth with his hand. He had already pulled up her shirt. She managed to get her mouth and shouted for help, winning herself a slap.
He had once told her that her mother had said that this was good. If she didn't ask him to do anything, he hoped that she wouldn't love her anymore. Fortunately, the band's drummer heard her scream and had already checked the reason. Before he had stopped her attack, he had already gone further than pulling her shirt over her head, his hand reaching into her pajama pants, but the damage had already been done. Yang Jiaqi's memories were terrifying. She could already feel that she was powerless. This made her feel disgusted.
Her mother had wanted to pretend that it had never happened to force Yang Jiaqi to promise not to tell anyone what had happened. She hadn't, until now. No one cared about her father, not Xiao Min. She admitted to her father that after that, she did not tell him the real reason for seeking all her custody. There had been other incidents that were different, such as the drugs used at home, which had already established his condition. Following Yang Jiaqi's confession, her father was successful.
Luo Chong listened to her and felt nervous. He had never seen her cry like this before. Seeing her so exposed and fragile. All he could do was hug her and try to whisper comforting words into her ear. His touch seemed to give her a chance to breathe, and his words seemed to seep into the fog that swallowed her despair. Luo Chong had a new respect for her, her strength and endurance. She couldn't keep going around and go through what she had experienced. It was easy to trust her again.
I trust you. She had told him that it was almost a month in advance. At that time, he was already disappointed that there was no second word, love. But now, he understood how profound those words were. Yang Jiaqi could love someone but not trust them. She loved her mother, but she didn't trust her. She once loved and trusted him, but there was only betrayal of trust. Even Xiao Min, she, shared with her some things that she had left behind.
He stole her love and trust, even after everything she had experienced.
His love for her was more indescribable than his. It didn't feel like any protection he had ever felt. He knew that Yang Jiaqi would hate him. She hated feeling weak and being seen as weak. His desire to protect her would be seen as a belief that she needed protection. He knew her strength and saw her courage, but she was worth it to be beaten in her corner. She couldn't defend her title and no one was looking at her back.
Luo Chong believed that Xiao Min should try. However, from what he had seen, the relationship between the two girls was very complicated. This didn't make their friendship any less good, but it meant that although Yang Jiaqi would share some weaknesses with Xiao Min, she couldn't share everything. She didn't need to protect him. He wasn't in any danger. She could feel the incredible power in him, not just physically, but as a person. He had his own opinions, he was confident, he knew how to solve the problem, and he did it without hesitation.
However, if she knew the truth. How terrible was it? He had failed earlier. However, he would not do it again. If he wasn't with her, he wouldn't have any affection for anyone else. Jenna and Simon were on the same side a few years ago, not with Yang Jiaqi now. She was his, and he was hers. They faced everything together, sharing honor and disgrace, and those who tried to cause them harm.
Luo Chong caressed her head and continued to speak softly until she stopped crying. She looked up at him. Her eyes were watery, misty, and she still had a lingering fear. Luo Chongzhan lowered his head and she stretched out her neck to satisfy his kiss. There was a strong sense of intimacy, adoration, and love that had not been present before. Luo Chong's thumb ran along the slope of her cheek bone, using her tears to remove the dampness.
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