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Chapter 388 - 292 Can You Marry Me?

Chapter 388: Chapter 292 Can You Marry Me?

In that era, the spread of information was limited, so as long as they ran to a sufficiently distant place, the farther away from that place they were, the safer it became.

Thus, the young man took Eve with him, constantly on a journey, endlessly fleeing towards the distance.

Their journey seldom paused, always moving forward, watching the flowing scenery pass by from the front and disappear behind them.

Moreover, while on the run, they were always careful not to interact with others or draw attention to themselves, as this could likely expose them.

Although they could no longer wander around openly as before, having to always be wary of others’ gazes and try their best to remain inconspicuous, Eve felt it wasn’t so bad.

Inappropriately said, she found it exciting, interesting.

Of course, if a mistake occurred, the cost would certainly be enormous.

Therefore, sometimes feeling scared out of their wits was inevitable, and such days, if prolonged, inevitably led to some mental and emotional fatigue.

However, to end this kind of life was actually very simple, Eve just needed to stop running and return to her parents.

For Eve, this was a straightforward matter, as she only had to say one sentence to the young man.

That was... "I have found the self that I love."

Once she found the self that she loved, Eve would have the power to make choices, thereby choosing to go back to her parents.

Nevertheless... Eve did not do so.

In fact, the young man had asked her more than once:

"Eve, have you found the self that you love?"

"......" Eve would always bow her head in silence for a long time before saying, "I... haven’t found it."

"...Is that so?" At those times, the young man would always look remorseful, "That’s true, how could you find yourself living like this?"

"..."

Seeing the young man’s self-reproach, Eve felt deeply sorry for him, but she didn’t know what else to say.

Actually, Eve still did not understand what loving herself truly meant. If it just meant things she liked, then there were too many, such as food she enjoyed, beautiful scenery, and the occasional magical performances.

If she mentioned these things, would he agree with her and then let her make a choice?

Eve felt that was very unlikely; it surely couldn’t be that simple.

But... She thought about what would happen if the young man really did agree with her and let her make a choice. What would she do then?

Normally, the answer would be to return to her parents. However... for some reason, Eve felt fear at this prospect.

When she thought about returning to her parents and ending this life of escape, she felt an immense fear.

It wasn’t because she feared returning to a life where she would wake up alone in a dark room without a trace of light, crouching in the corner waiting for another lonely night.

Rather, it was because... she couldn’t bear the thought of leaving the life she now lived.

She also couldn’t imagine what she would become if the young man was no longer by her side, no longer accompanying her.

She did not want to leave him.

Even though their acquaintance and shared escape hadn’t been for very long, her feelings were unmistakably genuine.

However, she didn’t want to abandon her parents either, after all... to not be by their side was not right.

Thus, Eve was constantly torn, unsure of what to do.

She was confused, and as the distance from home grew further, Eve’s confusion deepened.

She could only postpone it with... "I haven’t found the self that I love yet." Moreover, she truly couldn’t be sure what she actually loved...

...until that day.

One day, the young man and Eve were waiting at the station for the next train.

Just as the young man noticed it was almost time and was about to call Eve to get ready to board, he noticed something was off with her.

"Eve, the train is almost here, let’s wait over there... Eve?"

For once, Eve did not respond right away. The young man immediately looked towards her.

Then, he saw Eve standing there, her small body twisting uncomfortably, her legs constantly rubbing together, her face unnaturally blushing with embarrassment.

"...Hmm?" the young man asked, "What’s wrong? Is there something you need to do, or are you feeling unwell, sick maybe?"

"No..." Eve said sheepishly, "I... I just need to... pee, pee..."

"Oh, I see." the young man nodded in understanding, "So you need to pee, you could have just said that... no, considering a girl’s feelings, it’s understandable that you might feel embarrassed to mention it. I’m glad I’ve matured enough to recognize such things now, unlike a clueless jerk who wouldn’t understand and would keep asking, making it awkward."

The young man nodded proudly, then continued to Eve:

"Alright, go if you need to. I’ll wait for you at the door."

"Umm... okay."

What puzzled the young man was why Eve still looked embarrassed and couldn’t raise her head to look at him again. Hadn’t he just given the most emotionally intelligent response possible?