Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Gu Yusheng took the ring, looked at it carefully for a while, and then took a deep breath with his eyes closed and began to talk to himself.
In the past few days, he had rehearsed the words that he would say to propose to her that night numerous times in his head. He could even recite the words backward fluently, but he didn’t know why he was so nervous after receiving the ring. He even forgot the carefully prepared words halfway through several times when he rehearsed to himself.
He had never fallen in love before, and the people who had been in the army couldn’t speak sweet words. He had racked his brain to prepare and organize his words for a long time.
It was better to only recite two sentences—”I love you” and “marry me”—than the rote memorization of less meaningful words. He would express the rest in other ways.
Gu Yusheng knocked on his desk with his left hand without any rhythm. In the midst of the crisp knocking, he suddenly came up with a new idea.
I can write all the words I want to say on notes, then hide the notes in the bed when she takes a shower at night.
After she comes out and opens the quilt, she’ll see the notes scattered around the bed…
It would be better to prepare some red candles and light them in the room. In ancient times, when people got married, they all used red candles to heighten the atmosphere.
While the red light is swaying, she’ll sit in the notes, reading them one by one…
The more Gu Yusheng thought about it, the better he felt the idea was. He put down the ring, found a pen and paper, and started writing notes at once.
“I never thought about getting married before I met you. After meeting you, I’ve never thought about marrying another.
“I never thought about love before, but I only think about you now.
“I obviously had no taboos, but you’re the only one.
“I want to give you the last goodnight and the earliest good morning.
“I want to share a secret with you: I love you.
“For me, you are Mrs. Gu, also a little troublemaker, also… Gu Yusheng’s sweetheart.
“I want to call you little troublemaker for fifty years, and at that time, still her you answer me back.
“I don’t want to just miss you every day, but to see you every day when I miss you.
“Little troublemaker, I love you.
“The best love I can think of is that the rest of my life is dedicated to you.”
…
When it was dusk, Gu Yusheng finally stopped writing. He took a file folder and stuffed the notes on the table in one by one. When he sealed the folder, he paused and picked up a pen, writing the last sentence.
“Little troublemaker, I would like to use my life to write a romantic story for you. The content of the story is: From the first day I met you, I only wanted to start without an end.”
…
He hadn’t proposed and gotten married. As soon as he thought about living together with the little troublemaker for the rest of his life, he became very excited. He stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking at the golden sunlight outside the window, suddenly he had a desire for darkness.
Little troublemaker, do you understand?
Now that I’m sure that I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I can’t wait for the rest of my life.
Little troublemaker, will you understand?
I only want to start without an end. These eight words are my promise to you. Aside from death, nothing can end our story.
Thinking about it, Gu Yusheng smiled gently and realized he had become extraordinarily gentle.
However, the gentle and peaceful atmosphere didn’t last for a long time. The cell phone on the desk rang continuously.
