Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 385 - 387: Foolishness Turns Out to be a Form of Dependence 1_1

With the remnants of anger still lingering in Gu Shaocheng’s eyes, he was intently gazing at his phone screen, his heart eager with anticipation ever since a few minutes ago.

A sense of warmth enveloped him, like a tide surging in.

His blood began to boil and his body was filled with intense stirring.

He was the stranger who commented on her post, his lips sensually moving as he chewed on Chenxing’s words, "He doesn’t leave my thoughts all day and I want to call him..."

So, not texting back didn’t mean she didn’t care, not seeking him out didn’t mean she didn’t miss him, being assertive was just her way of wanting to be loved. She should have told him sooner!

He had gone in such a big circle for nothing!

At that moment, Gu Shaocheng’s heart soared higher than ever.

The world seemed so wonderful.

Silly woman, you said you didn’t want to lose me completely. Then why didn’t you tell me straight up? How was I supposed to know if you didn’t respond to my messages? I thought no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t reach your heart. I thought your heart didn’t have me in it!

There was a warmth blossoming deep within Shaocheng’s heart, he was itching to stand in front of her right then and there. He wanted to hold her head without hesitation, kiss her lips, take her breath away, and share his overwhelming joy with her. His happiness... no, it was more like exhilaration.

The gentleness and gratitude in his eyes were all that remained in that moment. What did love feel like? Could it really make a man, who was previously stoic and calm, feel a surge of warmth within him?

Chenxing buried her head in her pillow, the feeling of love was sometimes like a cup of coffee, a jazz song, or a book. It silently crept up to her, making her usually lonesome heart feel warmth. But the heart that began to flutter was left alone before someone could hold it in their hands.

During that painful afternoon, as she lay on her small single bed, clutching her phone, the sorrowful song "Crying a River" played in her ear...

"Shaocheng, Shaocheng..."

She quietly murmured the two words in her heart.

Should I call him, make the first move to reconcile? But I didn’t do anything wrong! Where did I go wrong for you to send such an overbearing message?

Her heart was pounding, one beat after another, for a man named Gu Shaocheng, her heart ached...

Her phone suddenly rang, she looked over incredulously to see that it was Gu Shaocheng. As if their hearts were connected, she was just thinking of him, and there his call was.

To pick up, or not?

If she answered, would he scold her? If he was calling to make amends, she should stop making a fuss and find a way to patch things up, right?

During the brief moment the phone rang, Chenxing’s mind was in turmoil, and then...

"Shaocheng..."

A soft and obedient voice from the other end of the phone reached his ear. He felt as though he could touch her rosy lips simply by stretching out his hand. His mind started to play with the image of him kissing her, savoring it.

"Hmm.." He suppressed all his excited emotions, his voice didn’t reveal any of those feelings, just clear and mild, with a hint of softness: "What are you doing?"

Chenxing bit her lip and took a deep breath, "What are you doing?"

Not wanting to lie or embarrass herself by saying she was feeling sorry for herself, she cleverly tossed the question back at him.