Chapter 559 - I Just Want to Hug You (5)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
â... Hm, why do I feel that something isnât quite right?â He Jiayu asked sincerely, but Su Xiaomo glared back at him. âWhat isnât quite right? You got a problem with me?â
Mr. Good Temper He Jiayu knew better than to argue with her.
A few drops of rain came down and a thundershower characteristic of the summer season soon followed. Everyone in the garden then ran inside to keep out of the rain.
âLetâs go.â He Jiayu strode out. Behind him, Su Xiaomo blushed and suddenly stuck out her hand, her cheeks puffed out nervously. âTogether!â
Rain fell, forming a curtain between them.
He Jiayu was dazed for two seconds before he took Su Xiaomoâs hand in disbelief. Su Xiaomo blushed and bellowed, âLetâs go! Youâll catch a cold!â
There was a tug at her wrist, which made Su Xiaomo cry out in surprise. All of a sudden, He Jiayu picked her up and he spoke into her ear in his deep voice, his hot breath brushing against her skin.
âItâs faster this way.â
With Su Xiaomo in his arms, he effortlessly reached the eaves in quick and steady steps.
When Su Xiaomo was on the ground again, she had yet to recover from that dreamy experience. She wrapped her arms around his neck and said happily, âAgain!â
âHuh?â
âLike when girls say âI want a hug, pick me upâ â that kind of thing!â Su Xiaomo described, practically glowing. He Jiayu smiled, held Su Xiaomo by her waist, pulled her into his arms, and held her tight.
âSomething like this?â
Su Xiaomo was over the moon at his soft voice and the thumping of his heart.
âThatâll do~â She wriggled in his arms and couldnât stop smiling.
Taking shelter from the rain under the eaves while holding a loved one was the most wonderful experience in the whole world.
He Jiayu watched the heavy rain outside, his lips curled into a smile.
âHe Jiayu, thereâs still something I havenât had the chance to tell you!â Su Xiaomo suddenly looked up at him.
He Jiayu smiled in resignation. âNot that thing that you want to tell me so muchâ again?â
He had yet to recover from that âI want to tell you so much that youâre an idiotâ!
âNo, itâs not that. Itâs a song. Let me sing it for you.â She then began to sing, clearly taking it very seriously.
However, as soon as she began, He Jiayu felt like begging her to stop.
If off-key could be measured in distance, she had just gone from Siberia to the Pacific!
Su Xiaomo asked after two lines, âDo you like my singing?â
He Jiayu said calmly, âYes, of course.â
He had to say so if he still cherished his life!
Su Xiaomo was elated. This was the first time someone liked her singing!
She went on in a great mood, â I think Iâm happy
when I feel your warmth nearby
Itâs as if the wind is twirling at my feet
This is a simple love song
about the white doves in our heart
I think it befits me n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
to be a bard
Our youth is drifting in the wind...
Do you know
Even if a downpour turns the city upside down
Iâll still hug you... I canât bear to see you leave
Every second will be as unbearable as a year
Even if the whole world is kidnapped by loneliness
I wonât run away
In the end, no one can evade the passing of time. â
She looked into his eyes as she sang, which magnified the impact and touched the deepest corners of his heart.
âThatâs it! Itâs so lonely to be on top! How am I such a great singer?â Su Xiaomo had switched to her narcissistic mode and couldnât stop grinning. He Jiayu then pulled her into his arms.
âHm... Do you understand what Iâm telling you?â
He Jiayu took a deep breath and gave a âhmâ in reply.
How could he not understand?
Be it the end of the world, the destruction of the earth, or the sun rising for the last time, all I want to do is hug you.
Su Xiaomo, I canât live without you now.