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Misaligned Oath
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Xu Zimo was brought back home by me after getting drunk. He lowered his gaze, gently stroking my cheek with his fingertips. His expression was too serious, as if he were deep in thought. I was so nervous that I didn't dare to make a sound, even my breathing was cautious, afraid that any small movement would make him change his mind.
He kept his eyes downcast, one hand caressing my face while the other delved into my hair. Xu Zimo's gaze was so profound that it was impossible to decipher his thoughts, but I knew that at this moment, he was experiencing a great inner turmoil.
In the next second, he leaned down and stared at me. The distance between us was very close, just a few centimeters apart, and his warm breath brushed against my face. My heart raced uncontrollably. He lowered his head, and his lips gently touched mine. His movements were light, as if afraid of hurting me or startling me, gradually exploring deeper.
Xu Zimo's hands, accustomed to holding a scalpel, were long and strong with distinct knuckles; they looked beautiful but felt quite cool to the touch. His lips were warm and carried a strong scent of alcohol that was somewhat intoxicating. I slowly closed my eyes and began to respond to him.
His tongue entered my mouth, chasing after mine, intertwining endlessly. This was the first kiss between Xu Zimo and me in our three years of marriage, as well as our first intimate contact. He kissed me earnestly and passionately, as if pouring all his love into it. I could feel the heat within him and... his deep longing for someone.
As we kissed, he whispered softly, "Xiao Qian, I miss you." Xiao Qian was the name of Chen Yun, Xu Zimo's ex-girlfriend and the woman he loved most.
Three years ago, she left forever to save my brother. Two years after her passing, I married Xu Zimo. There was no love, only gratitude and responsibility. He married me to make amends for Chen Yun; I married him to repay a debt for my brother. We each had our own thoughts, yet we maintained this seemingly non-existent marriage with an unspoken understanding.
At this moment, it was clear how Xu Zimo regarded me. It turned out he could also speak sweet words, but those words were not meant for me. Tears fell uncontrollably. Chen Yun, you are truly fortunate. Even in death, someone can remember you so deeply.
When Xu Zimo woke up, he found me curled up in the corner of the room, disheveled. His gaze dimmed slightly, his face expressionless, and his voice hoarse as he said, "Last night, we..." I pushed him away and quickly got dressed. "Last night, you treated me like Chen Yun."
"Did I?" He rubbed his temples as if trying to recall but soon gave up. "It doesn't matter."
"After all, Chen Yun and I can never be together in this lifetime." His tone was light, as if he had resigned himself to fate. I quietly watched him, my eyes gradually filling with tears. "Xu Zimo, do you still love her?"
He paused for a moment before smiling again. He had a beautiful smile, but his eyes were filled with melancholy.
"What about you? Do you still love Chen Gang?"
I was taken aback, all the words I had intended to say were blocked by his question. Chen Gang is the younger brother of Chen Yun. He was also my boyfriend, whom I once loved deeply. However, after Chen Yun died while trying to save my brother, we broke up.
That year, I locked myself in my house, refusing to eat, drink, or sleep. I suffered from insomnia, and every time I closed my eyes, I was haunted by nightmares. In those dreams, Chen Yun lay in a pool of blood, using his last bit of strength to tell me, "Xiao Lin, please take care of Mu for me."
And Chen Gang completely disappeared from my life. My longing for Chen Gang and my guilt towards Chen Yun nearly drove me to the brink of despair. It was then that Xu Zimo arrived.
He walked in, sat on the sofa, and lit a cigarette. He remained silent, simply smoking away. Ashes fell onto the sofa, and he couldn't be bothered to flick them off. I leaned against the wall, quietly watching him. Xu Zimo had always been aloof, but at that moment, he seemed particularly melancholic.
After a while, he looked up at me and said, "Xiao Lin, let's get married."
I was stunned and took a moment to regain my composure before laughing. "Xu Zimo, are you crazy?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly and replied, "You want to take responsibility for Chen Gang too, don't you?"
"I..."
I was about to speak when he interrupted me.
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