Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 703 - 285. [Summer of Dew] Because of heartbreak, it’s hard to forget.

The words spoken by Nan Wan seemed like a pebble falling into Qing Lake, stirring ripples that gradually spread outward.

Gu Shaozhi appearing in this villa, Wanxia initially thought it was Mu Jin Huan’s intention.

They were not siblings, had no blood relation, but lived together in the Ji Family for over a decade, and all her emotions were transparent to her brother.

Although Jin Sinan wasn’t as fond of Wanxia as others thought, when he started to be serious, his every word and move was quite heartwarming.

The natural kisses, hugs, and even more intimate mingling that lovers should naturally share—he had his standards. But ever since he drunkenly acted out on Valentine’s night and was rejected, he never brought it up again.

Giving Wanxia time to adapt and gradually accept him.

Jin Sinan was born into a prestigious family, with an innate pride, so Wanxia couldn’t imagine it was he who went to An City to find Gu Shaozhi.

Wanxia lowered her head, pressing her lips together, "Sinan is quite good, I’m not unhappy."

The winter in Qing City was very cold, but it passed.

Every day was calm and steady, she thought her life would continue like this.

If she hadn’t fainted that day.

"Hmm, you indeed aren’t unhappy, but you’re not truly happy either," Nan Wan smiled gently, her voice calm and soft, "If two people being together isn’t as comfortable as being alone, that’s forcing it. A forced relationship might last a year, but certainly not a lifetime. Since Gu Shaozhi is here, there’s no need to doubt your place in his heart, right?"

Lovers separated, living their own lives.

Years passed by, through trials and storms, still, there’s a chance to return to the beginning.

Nan Wan lightly patted Wanxia’s hand, taking her medical tools and leaving the bedroom.

The room returned to silence.

The weather was indeed beautiful, with warm sunshine wrapping around the sycamore trees outside the window, creating circles of beautiful halos around the green leaves, and a gentle breeze swaying the sheer curtains lightly in the air.

Before Wanxia fainted, it was still April, and now it had reached May.

She recalled the long dream.

Unraveling the layers of mist, the only impression left was of that one person—angry, furious, gentle, low laughter...

These five months, she never thought of him, even on sleepless nights, she didn’t.

A person rooted deep in the heart, how could there be a sudden ’remembering’?

Gu Shaozhi walked into the bedroom with a bowl of porridge he had just cooked, the woman on the bed still in a daze, looking out the window with a distracted expression, but her delicate brows slightly knitted, as if at a difficult crossroads.

He didn’t dare to make too much noise even when closing the door.

Placing the tray on the table, he sat by the bed.

"What are you thinking about?"

The man’s deep voice sounded by her ear, pulling Wanxia’s drifting thoughts back to her mind.

She turned her head, unexpectedly falling into those deep, ocean-like eyes, exactly like the ones in her dream.

Because it was heart-wrenching, it was hard to forget, like it was etched on her heart.

"I was thinking..." Wanxia suddenly forgot what she had just been thinking.

After a moment of eye contact, she emerged from the covers, cuddling into the man’s arms, listening to his strong, steady heartbeat, she slowly smiled, "I was thinking about you."

Gu Shaozhi’s body went stiff.

Whether it was her initiative to get closer or her words, they both gave him a dreamlike, otherworldly feeling.

Extending his arms to embrace the woman’s slender body was his body’s instinctive response.

"Say it again," his distinct hand brushed against the woman’s chin with gentle firmness, his gaze intense on her clear, bright eyes, "Wanwan, say it again."

With this action, Wanxia could only look back at him.

The man’s dark pupils held eager joy, yet also doubt, he clearly heard it, but seemed not to believe what she said.

She smiled gently, earnestly calling his name, "Gu Shaozhi."

Gu Shaozhi replied, "I’m here."

"Do you love me?"

After asking this question, there was a long silence in the bedroom. The wind stopped, and even the slight rustling of the curtains ceased.

The man merely looked at her, his handsome features calm as water, appearing smooth on the surface, untouched by the brief four-word query.

Yet only he knew the turbulent waves surging in his heart.

Getting no response, Wanxia couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed. She brushed away the hand gripping her chin and moved out of his embrace.