The Goddess is Sweet and Aloof-Chapter 160 - 161 The Promise of Three Years_1
Chapter 160: Chapter 161: The Promise of Three Years_1
The 𝘮ost uptodat𝑒 novels are pub𝙡ished on freeweɓnovēl.coɱ.
Chapter 160 -161: The Promise of Three Years_1
She paced over to him step by step, feeling a strange emotion in her heart. Hell, she was just fine without a sense of security or a man in her life.
As soon as Qiao Xiaren went downstairs, she saw him standing not far off, half-hidden in the shadows. His ink-colored eyes were faint yet profound, filled with incomprehensible emotions.
Upon seeing her silhouette, Si Limo’s lips curving up ever so softly, as soft as the glow of the moon, “I knew it, you would definitely come down.”
Eight twenty-nine, was when he saw her downstairs.
Qiao Xiaren: “…”
Can’t describe it, the night sky suddenly burst into brilliant multicolored fireworks, enveloping them both with tiny shards of light. It was a sight Xiaren had rarely seen before.
From the street not far off, a sentimental love song drifted over—
The loud bang forced her to inadvertently look up at the instantaneous beauty. Children were setting off fireworks in the middle of the road. The brilliant flames were spreading, and starlight was spilling over to form one dazzling screen.
“Xiaren, do you know? It can be lonely, helpless, and even tiring when you’re really at the top. But I hope that no matter where you are, whenever you look back or sideways, it’s me you see, and only me by your side.”
Qiao Xiaren’s immediate reaction was shock – this was not like the usual Si Limo at all. He was usually a man of few words; how could he say something so… emotionally stirring?
“Are… are you confessing to me?”
“Does it not look like it? Xiaren, I am following my heart.”
“Si Limo, I’ve never thought about men before.”
Qiao Xiaren’s heart skipped a beat. His intense demeanor didn’t cause her any resentment; rather, it felt warm. She did cry, but she wasn’t heartbroken. Instead, the situation felt so ironic, so laughable that it brought tears to her eyes.
“Si Limo…”
“That form of address isn’t great, we should change that first.” Si Limo’s brow furrowed slightly, he said quietly, “Call me Limo from now on.”
“I don’t think I’ve agreed to that yet?” Qiao Xiaren let out a bitter laugh. The night cloaked his handsome face, his defined features smooth and perfect. His long eyelashes curtained his eyes, creating a perfect silhouette in the light and shadow.
