My Beloved and my best friend are together, and I am the Matchmaker.
I watched them in the Pavilion, lost in their affectionate moments. Their intertwined figures resembled two vines, entwined in a passionate embrace. It felt as if they were the only two people in the world, completely absorbed in each other, oblivious to my presence not far away.
My heart ached as if someone had gripped it tightly; even breathing hurt. When He Xiao lifted his head from Su Wanwan's neck, I clearly saw his jawline—smooth and exquisite, his Adam's apple bobbing, both sexy and alluring.
He softly asked, "Shall I come find you tomorrow?"
Su Wanwan smiled and pushed him away gently. "No, I promised Qingyu that I would go fabric shopping with her."
He let out a disappointed "ah," then continued to nuzzle against her. "What about tomorrow night?"
"I have to accompany Qingyu tomorrow night too."
"And the night after?"
"Why do you sound like a jealous husband?"
"Because I want to bring you home as my wife soon."
"……"
Their conversation grew increasingly intimate.
I was surprised by how bold Su Wanwan was, and even more surprised by He Xiao's indulgence and tenderness towards her.
It turned out that I was the one who understood He Xiao the least.
I watched him see her off.
When He Xiao turned around, he saw me.
The smile on his face instantly vanished, as if the bright and cheerful boy from just moments ago had been nothing but an illusion.
I dared not look at him and hurried back home with my head down.
He Xiao and I were childhood friends.
We grew up together.
But he had always been indifferent towards me.
Whenever I sought him out, he would merely nod lightly and then continue to bury himself in his studies.
Only I knew that he truly did not enjoy studying.
He was just trying to meet his mother's expectations of him.
I gave him everything I thought was the best.
Yet he simply set those things aside.
I shared my amusing stories with him.
He would only respond with a faint "mm."
I told him about the difficulties I was facing.
He suggested that I go find my father.
For so many years, I had stood by his side as a friend.
But suddenly, I realized that in his heart, I might not even be considered an ordinary friend.
I watched helplessly as he gave his pouch, jade pendant, and folding fan to others.
Yet he had never given me any gifts, not even on my birthday.
He said, "We've known each other for so long; there's no need to pay attention to those superficial gifts."
I even felt a bit jealous of the girls who received his gifts.
I envied them for easily getting everything I desired.
I envied how gently he treated them.
I envied how they could be embraced, held hands with, and kissed by him.
I was driven nearly mad with jealousy.
But I could only remain by his side as a friend.
Aside from friendship, I couldn't show even the slightest hint of affection.
Because I feared that I wouldn't even be able to maintain our friendship.
Su Wanwan is my best close friend, and I introduced them to each other.
She said she wanted to meet He Xiao.
She fell in love with him after seeing He Xiao's poetry collection.
The sparkle in her eyes filled me with a strong sense of crisis.
I never expected that they would have feelings for each other.
Moreover, He Xiao fell in love with Su Wanwan at first sight.
He came to me, and it was the first time he asked for my help.
But it was to make me a matchmaker, to connect them.
I felt heartbroken.
Yet I still endured the pain and helped him pursue her.
I helped him send her letters.
I helped him arrange meetings with her.
I helped him prepare gifts for her.
I even helped him... push me away.
During this time, I couldn't stop thinking about how far they had progressed.
Had they held hands?
Had they embraced?
Had they shared affectionate kisses?
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