Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian with her face turned up, the glow at the bottom of her eyes almost spilling out. She smiled softly at him, and her eyes curved gracefully. In an intimate voice, she repeated,
Su Zhinian, I love you.
After she realized she loved him, whenever she was around him, she would be nervous and excited. After she confirmed she was going to confess, her heart had never stopped beating.
However, now, after she let everything out, her worry fell away. The cold sweat that covered her palm evaporated, and her heart was calm.
Her eyes that locked onto his did not move away. She had not prepared her confession beforehand, but the words tumbled out of her mouth smoothly and easily.
As you know, I once loved Brother Yinan, and I really thought that I would spend the rest of my life with him, but starting from a point that I cannot even pinpoint myself, my heart…
Song Qingchun raised her hand to touch her chest.
This place, which used to be occupied completely by Brother Yinan, is now completely dominated by your presence.
Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun unblinkingly, and his gaze was dark. Even so, he had not uttered a word in return.
The restaurant was quiet. Since there were no other customers, the waitresses were gathered around the bar, chatting among themselves. Someone probably made a joke, because a laugh escaped from their small group.
After that laughter died down, Song Qingchun took in a deep breath before continuing.
I do not when I started to fall for you, and I cannot say why I have fallen for you, but I can say for certain that I love you; I’ve loved you for quite some time now.
After she said that sentence, she understood why she had failed to confess to Qin Yinan even though she had crushed on him for so many years. She thought it was because she was lacking in courage, but now she realized, that was not true; what she was lacking in that relationship was love.
When there was enough love, it would naturally spill over and escape one’s lips in the form of a natural confession. True love was not something that could be kept locked up within the heart.
…I love you until I couldn’t get you out of my mind…
…I love you until I wish to spend the rest of my life with you…
…I love you until I just want to spend my days loving you…
When Su Zhinian heard these confessions, his eyes finally returned to normal. He slowly moved his head away to look out the window. After about ten seconds, he staggered one step back and collapsed weakly back onto the sofa like his entire store of energy had been drained.
Song Qingchun lowered her gaze. Studying his perfect features, she smiled incredibly warmly, and the glow in her eyes was filled with love and gentleness.
… Su Zhinian, do you know you have silently changed so many of my habits?
I’ve gotten used to the brand of toothpaste you use…
I’ve gotten used to the mild cologne that you wear…
I’ve gotten used to buying the brand of mineral water you prefer…
I’ve gotten used to going on walks with you every weekend…
Now that she listed them out, Song Qingchun realized how deep Su Zhinian’s influence in her life had actually become.
I’ve gotten used to the many habits you’ve instilled in me…
Song Qingchun stared into Su Zhinian’s dark eyes, and she asked sincerely,
I don’t want to change any of those habits, is that okay with you?
