My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again
Chapter 983 - 983 983 He Died She is Grieving for Him with

Chapter 983: Chapter 983: He Died, She is Grieving for Him with Tears… (3) Chapter 983: Chapter 983: He Died, She is Grieving for Him with Tears… (3) Ye Qilan had never thought before that death could happen to him.

He was just over thirty years old, still young.

He had always felt that he had a long road ahead of him and that he and Su Hongxing would have a lifetime together.

The debt he owed Su Hongxing, he could repay with his whole life.

But perhaps, his life would not be very long, and he would not have that much time to spend with her.

The nightmare he had that night was so real, he could even feel the warmth of Su Hongxing’s tears falling on his face.

It was as if he really had died, and she was crying for him.

Lately, he had been preoccupied with the idea that Su Hongxing didn’t love him, but he had never considered that if he was destined to be short-lived, her not loving him might actually be the best outcome.

That way, if he died, she wouldn’t be too heartbroken.

But, he couldn’t bear to leave Su Hongxing and their two children…

Su Hongxing woke up early that day, feeling thirsty, but then remembered this wasn’t Qingmu Garden. When she turned her head and saw a tall figure standing in front of the window, she was frightened.

Her voice caught in her throat and failed to emerge, but as she took a closer look and realized it was Ye Qilan, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Strange, at this time of day, how could Ye Qilan be here?

She was clearly back at her own house; this wasn’t Qingmu Garden. Was she dreaming?

She pinched herself, and it hurt, which meant she wasn’t dreaming.

Looking at his silhouette, she could feel his unhappiness.

Her heart tightened, and in a hoarse voice she asked, “Ye Qilan, what’s wrong?”

Ye Qilan turned around, saw that Su Hongxing was awake, and came back to her side: “Did I wake you?”

“No, thirst woke me. But why are you here?” Su Hongxing touched his face.

His chin was stubbly, somewhat scratchy.

“I just missed you, a lot.” Ye Qilan hugged Su Hongxing: “I had a bad dream and couldn’t wait to see you. I don’t want to be in a cold war with you, don’t want to waste precious time.”

He loved her so much, there wasn’t enough time to love her, so how could he waste it on a cold war?

Su Hongxing chuckled at his words, “I wonder who started the cold war. These past days, you’ve ignored me, even posted a public notice yesterday, demoting me to a mere errand girl and forbid me from appearing before you so as not to be an eyesore, letting the whole world laugh at me.”

Ye Qilan was slightly taken aback: “I haven’t done such a thing!” It must have been Fu Yan acting on his own, which made Su Hongxing so angry that she left home, right?

“Then it must be that bastard Fu Yan’s doing.” Su Hongxing cursed softly. No wonder Fu Yan had looked so strange yesterday; she should have guessed he was up to no good.

Ye Qilan did not respond, just held Su Hongxing: “Let me hold you, it’s been a long time since I’ve held you.”

Su Hongxing didn’t struggle, aware that he was being silly again: “When did you come over?”

At this time, it must have been around five or six in the morning. Judging by his appearance, he had arrived even earlier.

“I didn’t notice.” Ye Qilan’s kiss landed on her neck, devoid of any erotic intent.

Su Hongxing could feel something was off with Ye Qilan’s emotions.

“What’s really the matter, just a nightmare?” Su Hongxing tried to push Ye Qilan away, but he stubbornly held her tight: “Don’t move, just let me hold you.”

If he could hold her, to continue holding on forever, until the end of time, that would be wonderful.