Mei Shi Zhe remained in his position, not moving a single muscle. He kept his eyes closed, refusing to even look at the shoes of the woman in front of him.
No, not woman; Goddess.
There was a deep sigh, and the Messenger shuddered as he felt her breath brushing his ear. She must have crouched down beside him.
"Do you want to know your happily ever after?" she whispered in his ear, causing goosebumps to appear on his skin.
"I don't," he assured her. Never once had he wanted to know who his fated mate was. He already had someone in his heart, and that was enough to make him happy. Even if she never knew it.
"She might not know it, but that doesn't mean she isn't thinking it either," came the voice again, startling Mei Shi Zhe enough that he broke his own rules and looked up, his eyes wide.
