Love You for the Rest of My Life

Chapter 868 I Never Cared

Di Mingzhe’s back was broad and powerful, and pleasantly warm. Lying on his back was very comfortable because her head was right by his cheek, making them very close to each other.

He carried her with steady steps, his spine straight, seemingly with ease.

Di Xiaxia was a bit embarrassed; it was like openly showing off their affection!

Although not everyone was there today, and the crowd wasn’t large, they were all acquaintances.

Li Hui, Qin Qian, Gu Mian, Nangong Ran, Nangong Jin, Gu Qibao, Di Mingjue, Di Mingchen.

She and Di Mingzhe had never shown affection like this in such a ’public’ place.

This was the first time, although everyone already knew, but under such exposure, the feeling seemed different.

Who likes to hide and tuck away a secret love affair?

Everyone prefers love to be transparent, basked in sunlight, enjoying the gaze of others whether it be blessings, envy, or friendly.

Especially women.

She was a woman, hence, naturally hoped for and liked it.

There was a sense of acknowledged stability in her heart.

Di Xiaxia couldn’t help but comfortably place her head on his broad back, nestling against his shoulder blade.

She seemed to hear his steady, deep breathing and his vigorous heartbeat, each throb passing from his back and striking upon her chest.

She tightly hugged Di Mingzhe’s neck, feeling increasingly secure, and couldn’t help but whisper softly, "Brother... do you really have to carry me like this all the time?"

"Yes," Di Mingzhe’s calm voice firmly asserted, "carry you all the time, up to the mountain top."

The setting sun, like the shy face of a maiden, cast mild afterglow on Di Mingzhe’s back, and in a trance, Di Xiaxia felt it resembled that of a young man’s silhouette.

How could she not have heard of that legend?

Whether the legend was true or false, it represented the beauty of love.

So, we will also be very beautiful, won’t we?

Di Xiaxia’s face was adorned with a sweet, satisfied smile, quietly resting on Di Mingzhe’s back.

He carried her, his steps stable, unhurried, without apparent effort, and he did not speak.

Di Xiaxia didn’t speak either, but her mind was flooded with thoughts.

How could she not know why Di Mingzhe was doing this?

Years ago, at Cliff of Love, when there was no path, she asked Di Mingjue to carry her, but he had refused.

So now by doing this, wasn’t Di Mingzhe implying, "If he won’t carry you, I will"?

Her heart was overflowing with emotion, yet also a bit guilty.

After much thought, Di Xiaxia’s reddish lips parted and closed, finally whispering softly, "Brother, don’t hold the past against me."

Di Mingzhe’s arms around her legs tightened slightly, his deep eyes narrowing slightly.

"No," the low two words emerged from his beautiful lips, touched with a hint of a smile, "I never held anything against you."

If he had held anything against her, he wouldn’t have relentlessly pursued her and refused to let go at any cost.

’I never held anything against you,’ these words sounded so pleasant to Di Xiaxia’s ears.

His voice was also extremely pleasant, like chimes striking, spring water flowing out of a valley.

It was like a pure stream pouring directly into Di Xiaxia’s heart; her beautiful large eyes twinkled slightly, and her pretty face lifted into a bright, spring-like smile.

A glamorous and flamboyant Lamborghini drove up, Nangong Jin smiling as he rolled down the window, his captivating peach blossom eyes shimmering seductively in the light sunlight.

"Big brother, make sure to carry her up to the mountain top,"

Nangong Jin laughed, his beautiful eyes slightly narrowing like a lazy cat, much like a regal and enchanting teenager from a manga.

Di Mingzhe turned his eyes towards him, a hint of a smile emerging in his deep gaze, but he did not respond.