Chapter 330: You Are My Everything

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Huo Sicheng looked at Gu Qingcheng’s widened eyes, her face full of expectation and curiosity, as he held her small face in his hands.

Gu Qingcheng felt her cheeks enveloped by Huo Sicheng’s large hands, rubbing them against his palms like a cat.

Huo Sicheng stiffened instantly, the feel of Gu Qingcheng’s soft cheeks in his palms, the allure in her eyes and brows, threw his breathing into disarray.

Restraint. The feelings he had been repressing and controlling for her surged forth.

At that moment, he couldn’t hold back and leaned down to kiss her.

Gu Qingcheng was startled.

She was suddenly enveloped in Huo Sicheng’s unique cold, snowy fragrance, feeling the coolness of his lips on hers. Her heart fluttered for him, and she closed her eyes, savoring his kiss.

Her heart moved, as did her emotions.

Huo Sicheng kissed Gu Qingcheng for a long time before releasing her, marking the first time in many days that the couple had been so intimate.

His breath was uneven, his breathing heavy, his eyes looking at Gu Qingcheng not with lust but with endless love.

Gu Qingcheng’s cheeks were flushed, and seeing the tenderness in Huo Sicheng’s eyes, she leaned into his embrace, both excited and shy.

“I can’t handle you, you always speak so nicely, and then suddenly you kiss me.”

Huo Sicheng, holding Gu Qingcheng in his arms, chuckled deeply.

He lifted her chin with his slender fingers, making her look at him.

“I haven’t kissed you in a long time,” his voice was husky, “I really, really wanted to kiss you.”

Gu Qingcheng shyly retorted, “Kiss, then. You can kiss me.”

Huo Sicheng planted another kiss on her lips. “Kissing you doesn’t stop me from continuing to tell you about our first meeting.”

Feeling Huo Sicheng’s warmth on her lips, Gu Qingcheng softly said, “That’s true, kissing me doesn’t stop you from telling me what I said to you.”

Huo Sicheng spoke gently, “You called me ‘little brother.”‘

“Ah…” Gu Qingcheng was astonished, “I called you ‘little brother’? Didn’t you want me to call you ‘husband’? Why ‘little brother’ now? Do you have that kind of hobby?”

Huo Sicheng laughed softly, “When you called me ‘little brother,’ I meant that day at Mt. Dragon Cemetery, when you were leaving, that’s how you addressed me.”

Gu Qingcheng first nodded, then suddenly her pupils shrank, shocked as she looked at Huo Sicheng.

Little brother.

Mt. Dragon Cemetery.

She was wearing a doll dress…

In an instant, her brain buzzed, and a sealed memory came flooding back.

No.

It wasn’t so much that she recalled the memory, but it had always troubled her in her dreams.

She stared at Huo Sicheng, dumbfounded, holding his cheeks in her hands.

Huo Sicheng, seeing Gu Qingcheng’s change in expression, felt her warm palms on his face.

He tilted his head and kissed her palm, asking gently, “What’s wrong?”

Gu Qingcheng didn’t speak, just holding Huo Sicheng’s handsome face in her hands, moving them slowly.

Her left hand covered his forehead, her right his mouth and nose, only revealing his eyes.

A pair of narrow, pitch-black phoenix-like eyes appeared before her.

Her memory was triggered, recalling the first dream she had after her rebirth.

In the dream, she had short arms and legs, dressed in a pink princess dress, standing as a five-year-old girl in front of her mother Mu Xia’s grave.

In the dream, a little boy in a black suit appeared before her, his eyes sad.

In the dream, she couldn’t see the boy’s face clearly, but he had a pair of phoenix eyes.

She felt familiar, as if she had seen those eyes somewhere before.

But she clearly remembered reaching out to hold the little boy’s hand, her mouth moving as if speaking, and the boy seemed touched by her, with light appearing in his sad, dim eyes.

The light in the dream boy’s eyes was the same as Huo Sicheng’s eyes now, gentle and bright.

That was the first dream she had, in which she clearly said to him, “Little brother, my name is Gu Qingcheng, remember my name, okay? When we grow up, will you marry me?”

“Okay,” his voice was young but firm in his promise.

The second time she had the dream, it was the same.

She repeated the same words, “Little brother, little brother, my name is Gu Qingcheng, please protect me and remember my name. When we grow up, will you marry me?”

“Okay,” the boy promised firmly.

“It’s you…” she looked at Huo Sicheng in shock, speaking out, “It’s you, the faceless little boy in my dreams has always been you…”

Huo Sicheng, seeing Gu Qingcheng’s shock and her words, knew she remembered the lost memory.

“You remembered,” he confirmed, “but what you remembered is not a dream, but something that really happened.”

Gu Qingcheng, still covering Huo Sicheng’s forehead and mouth, was stunned, looking into his deep, dark eyes.

Huo Sicheng’s eyes as a child hadn’t fully developed, but now as an adult, his phoenix eyes were deeper.

No wonder she always felt familiar looking into Huo Sicheng’s eyes, yet never associated them with the boy in her dreams.

She looked at him blankly, repeating the words she had said many times in her dreams.

“Little brother, my name is Gu Qingcheng, you have to protect me and remember my name. When we both grow up, will you marry me?”

“Okay,” Huo Sicheng’s voice was unwaveringly firm.

When Gu Qingcheng clearly heard Huo Sicheng’s response, her nose tingled, and her eyes welled up with tears.

Her dream and the present reality overlapped.

In her dream, she repeated the words asking Huo Sicheng to remember her name and marry her.

In reality, she repeated the words asking Huo Sicheng to remember her name and definitely marry her.

She asked Huo Sicheng the same question, receiving the same unwavering answer he had given for ten years.

Okay — that was Huo Sicheng’s promise to her.

As a child, she might not have known what she was saying, but Huo Sicheng remembered and fulfilled his promise to marry her.

“Hubby…”

“I’m here,” Huo Sicheng replied.

Gu Qingcheng’s eyes filled with tears, her voice choked, “You did it, you married me, you fulfilled the promise you made to me as a child, we’re

married.”

Huo Sicheng looked at the tears in Gu Qingcheng’s eyes, knowing they were tears of joy and excitement, yet they still made him feel deeply affectionate.

“Yes, I did it,” he lifted his hand to cup her cheeks gently, saying, “I said before, you are my angel, my life is all about you. From the day we met, you have been..”