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Mo Ye, as though he wanted to figure out what she indirectly meant, looked at her deeply. If she was jealous, that would prove that he was in her heart. If she minded the past, then things were tackier.
He knew deeply that the damage had been done and all that he said now would be for naught. All he could do was hope she would gradually forget it. He would deeply remember what happened even though she forgot so that there would be a happy situation and she wouldn’t have to face him with too deep a shadow of what happened and hurt herself too deeply. Clearly remembering it would serve as a reminder to his future self that he had once hurt the woman whom he deeply loved and how she had once hated him before so that there would not be a repeat of what happened and her hating on him.
Many things could stop him from doing things that were mutually hurting.
Meng Lianying was a knot in her heart that he had no idea how to undo. If he could, he would make her forget why he had hurt her for Meng Lianying’s sake before.
“Do you really dislike her?” Mo Ye asked her directly with a serious look. He planned to get rid of that thorn in her heart once and for all so that it would no longer prick her nor prick him in the future.
“No!” Eleven denied. “When you were in a coma, she came to see you several times only for Mo Jue to turn her away. I originally thought that she had something to do with your coma, but I seem to be in the wrong.”
Mo Ye was a little shocked and gently hugged her and gently said, “I never saw her at all. When I regained consciousness, I went back to the island to accompany my mother. I only returned a few days later and am utterly busy. She did contact Ding Ke and wanted to see me, but I was not free. Besides, after I investigated the truth, I had nothing else to tell her.”
Eleven looked at him as though she was trying to see something from his eyes but to no avail. Mo Ye’s extreme sincerity left her without words. Meng Lianying had yet to give up on Mo Ye.
She was still thinking of how to win his heart. These five years… Eleven flung her head and forced herself not to recall the five years they were together. He once doted on her to the T and really cared for her.
Thinking of these meant that she was never really at peace with herself.
Mo Ye was also smart enough to never bring it up, but he wanted to tell Eleven some things. He held her hand and solemnly said, “If I weren’t blind then and you did not leave temporarily, this would never happen. Eleven, I admitted that I really doted on her for those five years, and that was because I mistook her for you whom I actually fell in love with. While I was unable to find that feeling I had for you back then, I still told myself to love her. When I saw you in City A back then, I recalled the days we were in the little black house. I was afraid of disappointing her and was hence even more vicious toward you. I knew that your constitution was different and the thought of curing her with all means possible was borne out of habitually caring and doting for her all these years. Whether it was that or out of gratitude, I am also unsure. But you are different from her.”
Utterly different!
Eleven was silent and Mo Ye seemed a little panicked, thinking that she did not believe him. He could not help but hold her hand and asked hurriedly, “Don’t you believe me?”
“No.” Eleven shook. “I just…” she slowly replied.
She was about to speak but stopped and swallowed what she wanted to say. She downplayed it and said, “I was just asking. There’s nothing else to it.”
Mo Ye gently sighed at how accommodating she was. He was used to her cold countenance and feigned expressions from before, but she did not show anything at the moment. He, however, could clearly tell she had something to say.
“Eleven, I actually do not mind you throwing an occasional tantrum at me by telling me how jealous or angry you are, really,” Mo Ye said somewhat counter-intuitively with a smile on his stunning face.
Eleven coldly harrumphed. “If I really get angry, you can dream of seeing me again.”
“No worries about that. I’ll coax you back,” Mo Ye said. He did not let go of her and instead held her by her shoulders and said, “You’ve asked all that was on your mind. Isn’t it time for you to give me an answer?”
Mo Ye could tell that Eleven wanted to avoid answering the question. “Actually, I do not mind kidnapping you to get our marriage registered. That would be too straightforward,” he said with a slight glee.
“You can’t force me.” Eleven looked at him closely. ‘Can’t she just run?’
“Do you want to take your chances?” Mo Ye suddenly lamented. “You are not the kindest person to simply leave me alone and run, which caused me to recognize the wrong person. You’re going to dump me again. Eleven, how many times do you want to dump me?”
Dump?
What kind of nonsense talk was this? Eleven did not know that he was teasing her and seriously replied, “Did I dump you? Didn’t I tell you to wait for me by the bridge? You saw somebody there and assumed it was me. Please do not blame me for your own stupidity, okay?”
He was stupid?
Fair enough, he was indeed a little stupid, but they were so different to the point he could mistake one for the other.
“How about we go back to the bridge and reunite?”
“How nonsensical!” Eleven chuckled.
Mo Ye gently laughed and tightly hugged her again. “Since you did not dump me five years ago, don’t dump me today. Look, I look way better than five years ago. I also love and dote on you more, and I know how to take better care of you as compared to five years ago. Do the math and you’ll see the number of benefits from not dumping me. There’s clearly no reason to. Don’t you agree?”
“Did you take a leaf or two from Third Young Master Ye recently?” Eleven suddenly asked.
Mo Ye raised his eyebrows and shook his head, at a loss. “Please do not steal the title of ‘The King of Narcissists’ from others, okay?” Eleven said.
As she recalled, Third Young Master Ye was only completely different before Cheng Anya. The typical him was a scheming and cunning person. Did all men show their other side before the woman they truly doted upon?
“I was telling the truth! How was I narcissistic?” Mo Ye gently laughed.
Eleven harrumphed and looked at him. “Even if I agree, aren’t you afraid that I will regret my decision?”
“I know that my Eleven honors all she says.”
“That is not a given. I treat people differently.” Eleven had a cold look on her face and in her gaze as though she wanted people whom she wanted to treat differently to twitch from her look.
“Very well, then! When you regret your decision, I’ll think about how to have you regret your regret.” Mo Ye calmly responded. Eleven was such a straight talker that he could easily manage her.
One had to deeply mourn for Mo Jue at this juncture!
“Very well, then!” Eleven gave it some thought and nodded in agreement.
