Gu Xinzhou was already dizzy.
Not fainting, but a confused kind of dizzy.
It was only when McDull knocked on the door that she regained consciousness.
Only when McDull's voice reached her did she make an effort to turn her head away from Song Zhen's kiss, struggling to say, "Song, Song, McDull..."
Song Zhen didn't say anything, just embraced her in his arms.
He hugged her tightly, as if she were a precious treasure.
Gu Xinzhou could even feel that their breathing was in sync at that moment, and even their heartbeats were the same.
Song Zhen calmly said, "McDull, go back, and when you count to 100, we'll come out."
McDull naively thought, could Daddy be testing him?
Humph!
Looking down on him!
He was good at counting!
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8..."
McDull counted as he returned to the living room.
He purposefully shouted loudly so Daddy would know that he was a smart child who could count.
Gu Xinzhou: "Let go, you're holding too tight."
Song Zhen: "Come back with me tonight!"
Gu Xinzhou: "I promised to stay with McDull and keep Grandma company."
Song Zhen: "I want to sleep with you! Tonight I'm going to sleep with you!"
Gu Xinzhou: "Song Zhen, let go, are you trying to play the rogue?"
Song Zhen: "Yes!"
Gu Xinzhou: "..."
Song Zhen: "That night five years ago, I don't remember a thing.
I used to think I was very shameful.
But after you left for half a year, I realized that my heart was already completely filled with you.
Zhouzhou, I've been to your university.
But every time I would just stand silently at the school gate.
I can't forget the last words you said to me, you said you always liked me.
I can't forget.
That sentence is like a curse, tormenting me day and night.
I never once called Xinfeng, never once visited her.
At first, I thought I felt guilty because I had such an incident with you.
But later, when I was sure of my feelings for you, I was sure that I didn't look for her because I didn't love her anymore."
Suddenly, Song Zhen lowered his head, cradling Gu Xinzhou's face, and said with a bit of grievance, "It's all your fault!
I admit my eyesight was poor; I mistook someone else for you, causing you to be unguarded all these years.
But you are not without blame either!"
Gu Xinzhou's heart, which had been warmed by Song Zhen's confession,
changed color immediately upon hearing his words: "How have I wronged you? And you think you're right?"
Song Zhen sighed and said softly, "You said you were the Gu family's young lady.
You were only 8 years old then.
I had never met the then 9-year-old Xinfeng, nor had I met the 8-year-old you.
The two sisters were only a year apart.
All I remembered was that you were gentle and kind, the most thoughtful, sensible, and adorable Gu family's young lady in the world.
And my father got to know Gu Uncle only after the decline of the Song family.
When I finally stood up and felt that I could face you, I went to the Gu family, where Xinfeng hypocritically acted sensible, which matched the image of you in my mind perfectly.
I always thought she was you.
Until you went to Italy, and I thought of you every single day and night.
I then realized that perhaps I never really loved Xinfeng as a person.
I also used to hate myself for being fickle.
But after falling in love with you and facing you again when you came back from abroad, and watching all of Xinfeng's behaviors,
Her ambition was so obvious.
The traces of her acting were so poor.
All of this made me painfully and pleasantly certain: I must have mistaken one for the other."