Chapter 176: Childhood sweetheart and a girl from heaven? Straight men and homophobia! (23)
Childhood sweetheart and a girl who dropped from the sky? Straight men and homophobia! (Twenty-three)
"Lance?"
Song Ning was shocked, and suddenly he let out a breath, his legs went limp, and he fell straight down.
"Are you OK?"
A pair of hands caught him steadily from behind. Song Ning felt relieved but also noticed that the hands were trembling slightly.
He was stunned.
Lance, are you scared?
A large hand pressed him into his arms, and Lance couldn't ignore the remorse.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you go home alone."
He had clearly sworn that he didn't want his little prince to come to any harm in the slightest.
But just a little bit.
He was just one step away from breaking his promise.
"This is not your fault, it's my fault..."
Song Ning grabbed the hand and lowered his brows.
"I wanted to leave you and calm down for a while."
If anyone really wants to blame someone, he can only blame his own decision and blame Lu Fengqian for his beastly heart.
Lance didn't do anything wrong.
"Do not."
The hands firmly held Song Ning's cheeks, and a pair of affectionate eyes looked straight into Song Ning's eyes.
"It's my fault. I shouldn't have thought of asking you to calm down and think about our relationship. I should have said it more directly and clearly. I like you, I want to pursue you, and I want to be the one to protect you and stay by your side for the rest of your life."
"So, that wasn't a dream?"
Song Ning met the familiar eyes and murmured to himself.
He always thought it was a dream.
It turned out that he had misunderstood, and that was a real fact.
"Dream?"
Lance was a little confused.
Why didn't he understand what the little prince meant?
Song Ning suddenly reacted and blushed slightly.
"No, nothing. You think I'm talking nonsense."
He pulled himself out of Lance's arms and then turned his attention to Lu Fengqian lying on the ground.
"He, shouldn't be dead, right?"
Song Ning looked at the person lying on the ground, breathing out more than breathing in, and was a little uncertain.
"He won't die. I just taught him a lesson."
Lance walked out and called an ambulance. "Don't worry. I'm very gentle."
Song Ning looked over worriedly, and Lance somehow understood his worry.
"Don't worry." A warm breath swept past Song Ning's ears, and Lance's voice was gentle but firm. "I said I wanted to be with you forever, so I won't put myself in that bad situation."
He remembered every human law clearly, and his little prince was standing in the light and shining, and he would not get covered in mud and defile the little prince.
"you…"
Song Ning didn't expect Lance to say that.
The heartbeat in his chest was beating in his eardrum, which was a bit annoying, as if reminding him all the time what Lance had said and done.
They didn't stay in the cemetery for too long. The cemetery management and the ambulance came together. Lance only said that he saw a mentally dazed person fall and helped to call the police.
He looked very calm, and the cemetery management didn't want to cause any trouble so they let them go.
The ambulance roared away again, and Lance took Song Ning back to pack up.
After returning home, Song Ning realized how embarrassing the situation he was facing was.
Could it be that what Lance said before was actually a confession?
A flash of crimson suddenly burned the back of his neck red. When Lance walked over, he saw a person squatting on the ground, with the back of his neck and ears burning red.
"Song Ning?"
"…I'm fine, just let me stay like this for a while."
Song Ning buried his head in his knees, not daring to look up.
He didn't know what expression he should use to face Lance.
Lan Sifu is so sincere, could it be?
He took a few steps forward and knelt on one knee.
"You...So you thought the last kiss was a dream?"
Song Ning's body stiffened.
Lance understood, "You were hiding from me all this time because you thought it was a dream?"
"Didn't you ever think that the kiss was real?"
The head was almost buried in the knees.
"I thought about it."
It was because he thought about it that he felt even more ashamed.
Lance was so nice to him, how could he have the nerve to think that Lance liked him?
And if Lance really liked him, what should he do?
Song Ning had no answer.
He only knew that he couldn't raise his head to look into Lance's eyes, and he didn't know what he should say.
"Ning Ning."
Lance looked at the little snail that seemed to be eager to grow into the ground, and his gentle hands pried open its protective shell without neglecting it, revealing the soft part inside that made him want to protect it.
"I want to say it again what I said before."
Song Ning's breathing became rapid.
What was Lance going to say? What was he going to say?
"Maybe it's a bit of a stretch to confess my feelings at this time, but if I can accompany you in a different capacity at the most important time, then I'm willing to be that villain."
"Let me be your support."
The head buried in the knees finally slowly raised up, and Song Ning's eyes turned red.
"You're committing a foul."
How could she chase after him at a time like this? How could she be so, so determined to confess to him again and again?
"Yes, for Ningning, I am willing to be the most despicable cheater in love."
The identical feather kiss fell lightly, Song Ning's whole body trembled slightly, and his eyes gradually closed under his trembling eyelashes.
"Do you know what it means to close your eyes in front of a man who loves you?"
Lance considers himself not a real gentleman.
He is just a despicable system. Under the skin of a human being, there is greed that should not exist flowing in the data.
He wants the best love in the world.
His eyelashes trembled, and Song Ning suddenly mustered up the courage to move forward.
The trembling thin lips touched the chin with some stubble. After an uncontrollable inhalation, a passionate kiss took Song Ning's breath away in a strange yet familiar way.
His trembling eyes suddenly opened, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
It wasn’t a dream. This familiar kiss was indeed not a dream.
Although Lance really wanted to eat Song Ning, the time and place were not right.
He moved his lips away with a hoarse voice, "So this means you have agreed to my pursuit, Ningning?"
Song Ning blushed and wanted to ask him if she didn't agree, would she kiss him?
But when he saw Lance's serious and persistent eyes, he blushed and nodded softly.
After he opened his mouth, he suddenly realized that it was not as difficult as he had imagined.
He looked into Lance's slightly shining eyes again, and mustered up the courage to speak his mind.
"I like you too."
It was dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the old house with a faint light, falling on Lance's bright profile.
He looked over with his eyebrows slightly lowered, and Song Ning felt as if it was an old movie that his grandmother took him to see when he was a child.
Even though many years have passed, he can still clearly recall this scene in every moment of his future memories.