Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1171: I’m Going to Marry Someone Else
Wen Xiao’ai raised her hand, caressing the embroidery on the wedding dress, and in a hoarse voice said, "...It’s different, the heart of the flower needs to be smaller, the petals aren’t this neat, there are eleven petals, and the flower is purple..."
He quickly said, "Then I’ll have someone change it."
Glancing down at the embroidery on the wedding dress, knowing she liked it, he smiled and continued, "But the purple doesn’t look great on the wedding dress, so I had it embroidered with silver thread. If you prefer purple, I’ll have them change it, and also..."
"Jun Moyan..." she interrupted him.
Jun Moyan met her tear-blurred eyes, and his heart ached sharply, a bad feeling creeping in.
"...What’s wrong?"
His hand clasped the wedding dress in his arms fearfully, his breath becoming erratic with fear.
"I..."
Wen Xiao’ai opened her mouth but couldn’t speak, only tears flowed unceasingly.
Jun Moyan’s face gradually turned pale, pretending to be okay, he forced a slight smile and said:
"Don’t you like this one? It’s okay, there are many styles here, if you don’t like any of them, we can check out other stores..."
"I can’t marry you."
Her sudden words cut off everything Jun Moyan was about to say.
She said it so calmly, so calmly that Jun Moyan couldn’t believe it, so calmly that it scared him.
However, only she knew that these words felt like barbs, tearing at her throat until it bled.
He was stunned for a moment, then said, "What, what did you say...?"
Wen Xiao’ai looked at the shocked Jun Moyan, tears streaming down like rain, her heart ached so much she could barely stand, she shook her head, struggling to speak:
"...You heard me, right, I don’t want to say it a second time, it hurts too much."
Once is enough.
Jun Moyan looked at her, his mind momentarily stopped thinking.
Yet he quickly recovered, because they both knew this was their outcome, they’d been mentally prepared, he just couldn’t accept Wen Xiao’ai saying it herself.
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai’s constant tears, he slightly moved the corners of his mouth, wanting to force a smile to comfort her, but found it difficult.
He could only babble to explain to her:
"I, I know... I know we can’t be together, I know... I want to marry you, to give you a wedding, with no other motives, not forcing you to be with me, not tying you down, you don’t need to feel burdened, I, I just want to marry you, to make you my wife. Whether I’m your husband doesn’t matter, whether I have a title in your heart isn’t important, but I can give you a title, I want to give you a title, I..."
"I’m going to marry someone else."
"..."
Jun Moyan froze suddenly, even his breath halted.
Wen Xiao’ai’s words exploded in his mind like a bomb, buzzing in his ears, he couldn’t hear anything for a moment.
He looked at Wen Xiao’ai in disbelief, not blinking for ages, while his eye sockets slowly turned red.
These words were by far the harshest and most cruel words Jun Moyan had ever heard.
More cruel than the differences between humans and demons, more than being unable to marry him by ten thousand times.
Every word was a cut on his heart, twisting his insides into a bloody mess.
"Marry... getting married...?"
Wen Xiao’ai clenched her fists, her nails embedding deeply into her palms without feeling any pain.
She didn’t dare to look at Jun Moyan’s desperate, hurt expression, yet she also wanted to take the last moments to look at him a little longer.
