Chapter 1145 - Like Treasure

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Xia Ling knew she couldn’t argue with him, so she no longer insisted on it and just obeyed his arrangement.

Pei Ziheng was afraid that she was cold, so he reached out to hold her shoulders, taking her into his arms and protecting her from the cold with his body temperature. The fireworks burned again, and he motioned her to look up. “Your favorite iris.”

And rose, the one he thought resembled her best.

Numerous fireworks bloomed and died down in the night sky, like a gorgeous feast, making people feel fascinated.

Xia Ling murmured, “It’s so beautiful.” The girl always had a natural yearning for beauty. She reached out and pretended to grab the fireworks in midair, looking at the bright light that extinguished gradually. She suddenly changed the topic. “I really hope that there will be more days like today.”

She felt at a loss the moment the words left her mouth.

How long could they be together? When he married his wife and had children, he would accompany another woman to watch the fireworks on New Year’s Eve, and soon she would be left behind. What should she and her children do then?

She thought of this and her expression darkened.

Pei Ziheng didn’t notice her thoughts and only said, “If you like it, I’ll accompany you every year.”

Xia Ling smiled a little bit and said, “I’m tired, let’s go back.”

“You don’t believe me?” Pei Ziheng turned her delicate face and asked.

Xia Ling said faintly, “What’s there to believe, will we even have a future?”

He suddenly lowered his head and gave her a long kiss. Xia Ling was shocked and pushed him away, only to find that her body was firmly held by him, and she couldn’t push him away. She felt his lip and tongue collide with hers, twitching temptingly, gently attacking her, no longer as cruel as it had always been before.

The fireworks bloomed behind the two people, reflecting the entire West Lake like a dream.

Xia Ling was breathless from the kiss. He finally let go of her and said, “I can’t bear to lose you.”

Her heart was sour and she wanted to cry. “What do you have to lose so reluctantly?”

Pei Ziheng gently caressed her delicate rose-like lips and whispered, “Can we give birth to a few more babies? The girl will be like you, the boy like me... No, don’t be like me, he has to give happiness to the person he loves.”

She was shocked, and tears fell without warning. It turned out that he knew she was not happy. “Why?” she cried, “Why are you being like this to me? I hate you... I hate you.”

Pei Ziheng said, “I love you.”

He had never taken the initiative to talk about love to her, not even when they were most emotionally entangled in bed. But now, on the New Year’s Eve of Xi Cui Lake, under the grand fireworks, he said that he loved her.

Xia Ling’s tears flowed more fiercely. “Pei Ziheng, don’t lie to me. You will only fall in love with your wife. You two will be in perfect harmony and grow old together, then buried together after a hundred years. But me? I’ll just be a lonely person, and I’ll just find a random barren mountain ridge to bury myself in and no one will care.”

Pei Ziheng stared into her eyes. “I can’t give you a wedding, but I promise that we will be buried together after death. Only the two of us will not be separated.”

Xia Ling shook her head. “How is it possible?”

He raised a hand. “I, Pei Ziheng, swear to Heaven. I will be buried with Xia Ling after death. If I can’t do it, I will be turned to ashes and die without a burial site.”

She suddenly covered his mouth. “You are crazy!”

He looked at her tenderly. “I only have one woman in my heart, but I still have a whole family and much responsibility. Marriage is the last resort, Xiao Ling. It is only for a few decades, I promise to live long years with you after that, and we will never be separated.” He never said anything sweet and this was already considered the most moving words.

Xia Ling felt that she was crazy, and she actually wanted to believe his words.

Has he not hurt her enough?

Her inner entanglement caused her to hesitate and she shook her head and said, “Liar, I don’t believe you anymore.” Her voice just fell when her lips were suddenly covered, and his long kiss took over her in an overbearing manner again.

Full of fireworks.

Xia Ling’s body was weak, and she fell in his arms. She felt that she was really out of breath, and her whole heart was trembling. She looked at him with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of grievances and complaints, but she could not speak.

Pei Ziheng stroked her face and softly asked, “Do you want to be buried with me?”

She wanted to say no, but her body seemed uncontrollable and she nodded involuntarily.

He chuckled lowly and seemingly satisfied as he kissed her.

She closed her eyes to bear his kisses and the gentle caresses, but she thought desperately, Forget it, just let it be... She had to live whether she was happy or not, and since it was such a long time, she might as well live well. She would wait until he had a wife. Who knew what the future would bring? Maybe before that day even came, a meteorite would drop down and destroy the whole world... She thought her idea was funny, but this was already the best ending.

She let go of her grudge towards him slowly and focused on taking care of her fetus. She anticipated the child’s birth.

The little guy was already moving, kicking around in her stomach from time to time in a very spirited way. She followed the family doctors’ advice and learned health care as well as some simple exercises. She hoped that children could be healthy. She also wondered what she should call the child, so she asked Pei Ziheng, “What should we call it?”

Pei Ziheng said warmly, “We shall call her Bao Zhu if it’s a girl.”

Xia Ling wrinkled his brows unhappily. “Bao Zhu? That sounds really unpleasant.”

“As precious as treasure, why is it unpleasant? She is our treasure.”

Xia Ling asked, “Why don’t we call it Ying Luo? It’s also the meaning of jade, and it sounds so much better.”

Pei Ziheng was silent for a moment. He didn’t know why, but this name always made him feel uncomfortable. It seemed like in a distant and unknown time and space, there was also a baby girl who was called Ying Luo...

However, that was not his child.

“We’ll call her Bao Zhu.” He decided. “Who dares to say that my daughter’s name is hard to hear?”

“Tyrant.” Xia Ling muttered and asked him, “If it’s a son?”

“Son...” The faint smile between Pei Ziheng’s eyebrows faded slightly.

Before he could answer, at the end of the corridor came Pei Jingyu’s voice. “You two only know to hide here and be all lovey-dovey. Do you know that your family is very upset? Big Cousin, the whole family is waiting for you to bring them to bring sacrifices to our ancestors. Today is already the third day and you’re still not back, Grandpa is furious and is smashing things at home!”

Pei Ziheng changed the topic. “Xiao Ling, pack your bags, we’ll go back to the city in the afternoon.”

Ever since Xia Ling found out that Pei Zhenyuan harbored unfathomable motives and tried to sterilize her, her feeling towards the whole family had worsened. She said, “Why do you have to bring me when you and Jingyu are going back to pay respects to your ancestors?”

“I want to send you to a safe place. I’m not at ease with you here.” Pei Ziheng bowed and kissed her. “Be good. When I come back, I will take you to the hospital for inspection. Then, we’ll know the gender of my child.” It had been more than four months.

Xia Ling just smiled. “Okay.”