The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 585 - 587: Don’t Push Me Away Anymore

She waited for ten years, hoped for ten years, endured for ten years.Finally, she found him again, and finally, could have him once more.

Even if it was only a brief ten seconds, or a few minutes.

But it was enough. To her now, this was already a luxury, wasn’t it?

So, she stopped struggling, allowing his breath to engulf her, his scent to wrap around her, his strength to fiercely constrain her.

She loved this feeling to death, as if she was no longer a solitary individual without support, like a little grass battered by the wind and frost, finally finding its big tree; like a person drifting at sea, finally finding a piece of floating wood, just wanting to hold on tightly, not even for a second letting go.

The heat of his breath sprayed on her face. After a long time, feeling her breath becoming uneven, he reluctantly let her go.

Under the streetlight, his dark pupils gazed at her deeply, as if wanting to see into the depths of her soul. His fingers slid across her cheek, reaching out to slowly wipe the tears from her face.

"Qiqi... I found you... I finally found you." He stared at her, murmuring, his eyes filled with an indescribable emotion, carrying a trace of joy, a trace of sorrow, some loneliness, and an intense, unyielding deep affection.

Her lips moved, feeling like something was stuck in her throat, unable to speak, she just looked at him blankly. His face, illuminated by the streetlight, appeared somewhat yellow, with tear stains at the corners of his eyes, handsome enough to break anyone’s heart.

She thought of something, suddenly, a terrifying emotion flashed through her mind.

She instinctively pushed him away, taking a step back.

Liang Shaochen was somewhat dumbfounded, he stepped forward: "Qiqi..."

She stepped back again, her body stepping on the steps, nearly falling.

She held onto a small tree beside her, looking at his eager eyes, shaking her head: "I... I don’t know what you’re talking about..." she muttered.

In Liang Shaochen’s eyes, at that moment, it was as if something fell, with a trace of disappointment and pain, he murmured: "Qiqi... you are Qiqi."

"I’m not!" Xia Xiaonuan suddenly shouted, turning to leave.

What’s wrong with her? What was she just doing? She had clearly promised her grandfather, now, she could only maintain her relationship with Nangong Yaoling.

She couldn’t make any promises to Nan Mo, much less let him turn against Nangong because of her, she couldn’t... she really couldn’t...

She walked forward aimlessly, a few seconds later, a rapid sound of footsteps suddenly rang out behind her, a gust of wind flashed by her side, and she was suddenly hugged fiercely from behind by Liang Shaochen.

The broad arms suddenly wrapped around her body, causing her to stumble, his hoarse voice lowly shouted in her ear: "Why? Why won’t you acknowledge me? You are clearly Qiqi... you clearly are!

Are you blaming me? Blaming me for treating you like that back then, blaming me for pushing you away time and time again, Qiqi, are you punishing me? Are you resenting me? If so, I apologize to you, I’ll do anything you want!

Qiqi, come back.

Come back to my side... I can no longer endure the days without you. I’ve really had enough. Every day, it’s like torture.

Qiqi... don’t push me away anymore, don’t..."

His voice was extremely hoarse, filled with eagerness and bitterness, each word striking her heart like raindrops.