Chapter 45
Welcome home, Jerk
Author’s POV
Few weeks had passed already, Xingyue now completely diverted her mind from Xi Song to her work.
With time, she was too engaged in projects. At night, she kept working on her presentation, and the same on the day.
She was only focused on the upcoming fan signing event organized for the artist under her management.
Busy with event planning, she didn't even have time for herself.
Moving her pen, she signed the document and passed it to Tang Xue.
"Print an extra copy of this one."
"Noted!"
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After coming exhaustedly from the office, she threw herself on the couch as a sigh escaped her lips. "It's too tiring!"
The daily tiredness was nothing in front of loneliness that kept eating her inside, slowly by slowly.
The gloomy nights without stars felt like cakes without sweetness. Without Xi Song, she felt uneasy, upset, tired, etc.
Even if the argument settled calmly, she couldn't forget his hesitation followed by the lack of eye contact. Of course, when a person shifted his gaze and ran away from eye contact, it directed the lies lying in front.
Bothered by no cheers left in the home to call it a "home", she didn't even take care of herself. Eating cold meals, consuming beers, and just kept working. Her schedule was disturbed without Xi Song.
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Raising cups filled with beers, everyone clinked their glasses. Finally, the staff had enough struggles and got time to relax.
Their boss, Han Shuo, took everyone out for dinner as the blues were growing in the office, troubling everyone.
Xingyue gulped the glass in just one go. Maybe, she was releasing her stress along with her anger for Xi Song.
One cup, another cup, and one more, she didn't stop herself from drinking. Finally, her heart lightened as she kept gulping down.
After drinking so much, she had no senses. She just wanted to get rid of the anger and craved to hug that idiot tightly. Her cheeks turned red, along her vision blurred.
Sitting beside her, Han Shuo kept watching her playing with the glass and shedding soundless tears.
She then stood up and almost fell when Han Shuo held her arm. He glanced at her with her concerned eyes. "Xingyue, are you alright?"
She immediately refused and slipped her hand away from his grip.
"I'm okay. I'm going home."
She turned back and left the room.
Seeing her drunk body staggering, Han Shuo got worried. He wasted no time and went after her.
"Guys, you continue. I'll take my leave as well." Saying, he left the room too when a lady mockingly commented. "Our boss cares for his assistant so much."
On this, everyone laughed, but Xia Na argued and defended their relationship. "What are you talking about? They only have a business relationship."
"Lol! You're blind if you can't see our boss's love for Xingyue. His eyes are so desperate for her."
Her words even made Xia Na think of them from another point of view. Was her point true? If yes, was Xingyue aware of this unnamed relation?
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He followed her. But seeing the pieces of glass lying in the middle, his heart started panicking.
With this, he walked faster than before.
At that moment, his heart skipped a beat when his eyes saw a view they didn't want to see.
He found Xingyue engrossed in Xi Song's arms.
His eyes filled with silent tears. He had nothing but envious feelings that clenched his heart. Even taking a breath felt impossible to him. He felt suffocated as he hid himself behind a wall and watched them.
Even in the drunken state, she could recognize him from the feeling. It was none other than her soul mate, her love, her Xi Song.
He tried to catch the lagging Xingyue, but she threw his hand away.
Her voice had a hurt tone visible for him to see. He could feel her resentment.
"Xi Song, you're a jerk. You didn't even care to call me once. I know I was angry, but you as a husband should please me."
"Okay! Okay! My bad. Now, can we go home?"
Even if he said something right, it triggered her more. She scolded him on the street.
"I'M NOT GOING HOME WITH A BRUTE."
Her anger was soaring. That's when Xi Song pulled her hand, called her and bowed slightly, and kissed her lips.
He kept her face cupped and was going on kissing her with great love. Now how long did Xingyue's childish anger last in front of his love?
In the end, she gave up and rested her hands over his neck. She stood up on her toe and contributed to the pleasant kiss.
As once said, in front of love, feelings, the anger couldn't stay longer. Genuine affection is enough to make your day.
The kiss melted their hearts. They poured their souls into it as they met after a few weeks, which felt like years to them. Separation was tough for them, but it only grew love between them.
If you can wait for someone, it means you're willing for love to be stronger than you can imagine.
He parted their lips away as a smile appeared on both faces.
He looked at her with loving eyes and said. "Xingyue, let's go home."
“Home” this word held her emotions. A home where you felt like living full of memories, laughs in each corner.
He lowered both his knees and asked Xingyue to ride on his back. She also did a jump with fun and rode on his back. Her hands rested over his shoulders and her face around his.
She stared at his sharp jawline before kissing his cheeks. "I love you, Xi Song."
Her few words were enough to make the smile on his face grow bigger. He took one leg back and said. "Get ready, Mrs. Song. The plane is about to take off."
Her hands held him tightly, and within a moment, he ran forward, carrying his whole universe on his back.
Where there were smiling faces, some faces turned pale too. The dream growing in Han Shuo's eyes broke. It turned out particles of dust itched every time he remembered something related to her.
Who said a guy doesn't cry? Maybe, they don't show off. The universe witnessed tears of him, his broken heart too. He loved the one he couldn't ever own.