[The Heirs] Yoo Rachel and Choi Young-do

Yang Chenghao had already changed out of his school uniform and put on a pressed black suit.

He sat opposite Liu Rachel, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the dark blue night fell on the ground like rain, and the light from the crystal lamp above his head passed through the hollowed-out flower-shaped lampshade, casting light and shadow on his calm face like water.

His heart was far worse than the calmness he had shown on his face.

Nervous and anxious emotions hit him like surging waves.

His hands were clasped together, palms sweating.

He didn't have any confidence in what he was about to say, which was the reason for his uneasiness.

Sitting opposite him, Rachel Liu felt his uneasiness vaguely, and was keenly aware of his unusualness.

She didn't speak first, but waited for him to calm down.

She is not in a calm mood at the moment.

Cui Yingdao also asked her out.

She was once disappointed with Cui Yingdao and felt cold.

but,

Disappointment and cold heart all come from love.

because of love,

so disappointed,

So cold hearted.

These emotions are as cold as the sea, and she is often like a lonely boat, letting the sea dangle without support, watching the coastline getting farther and farther away from her under the silent and empty black sky.

Her heart often shivered with cold.

However, the current Choi Young-do, the Choi Young-do who loves her, turned to a lighthouse on the vast sea, and the faint light it emitted illuminated her eyes blinded by the night.

Warmed the trembling heart soaked in sea water.

She was forgiving him, forgiving him.

"Rachel."

Yang Chenghao's voice trembled in her ears.

She came back to her senses and looked into his eyes.

The sincere light that burst out from it startled her.

He cut to the chase and said, "Rachel, I like you a lot, you've always known that."

Liu Rachel looked directly at him without saying a word.

He continued, "I know you like Choi Young-do."

He paused, seeing her embarrassed look.

He smiled wryly and continued, "I'm going back to America soon."

Liu Rachel's eyes widened in surprise.

"I hope you can think about it."

As he spoke, he took out an exquisite and luxurious box.

Rachel Liu guessed at a glance that it contained a ring.

He handed it over, but she didn't even move her hand.

Yang Chenghao's hands trembled a little, and his voice trembled. He said, "Although I'm in a hurry, this is my plan all along."

Liu Rachel felt guilty, and this emotion rose from her heart to her face.

Yang Chenghao saw it in his eyes, and the bitter taste also diffused from his heart to his mouth through the throat, overflowing and seeping into his face.

He lowered his head in frustration, only to hear her say, "Sorry."

He raised his eyelids, and she had already stood up.

The sound of the chair rubbing against the ground fell heavily on his heart and echoed in various ways.

"All this time, I have always unintentionally troubled you to rely on you. I'm really sorry."

"Say sorry and feel sorry, because I really don't know what to say other than these two words."

"It seems that no matter what I say, I feel that I am hurting you."

"Yang Chenghao, I am very grateful for your liking for me."

Liu Rachel's words hit him like a torrential rain, he squeezed the box tightly, and the back of his hand showed blue veins.

He asked unwillingly, "Is he that good?"

Rachel Liu smiled wryly and said, "He's not good at all, not at all. But, we've been linked together by a chain."

Yang Chenghao took a deep breath and stood up too.

He tried his best to squeeze out a relaxed smile and said, "He's still waiting for you, go quickly."

Liu Rachel avoided this sentence and asked him: "When are you leaving?"

Yang Chenghao shrugged pretending to be relaxed, and replied: "Tomorrow. Don't send me off, or I will be reluctant to leave."

"Take care of yourself."

She left these two words and left.

Yang Chenghao slumped down on the chair, he covered his face, and a wry smile flowed out from between his fingers.

Cui Yingdao stared closely at the wall clock on the wall, he watched the hands turn round and round second by second.

He watched the night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows cover the entire city, and watched the street lamps on the side of the road turn on.

All the lights in the cafe were turned off by him.

He lit all the red candles he had prepared.

Candlelight illuminates heart-shaped roses arranged on the floor.

There was white light shining in the center of the rose, and the white light was reflected on the ceiling. He looked up at the ceiling in a daze, and the ticking sound of the pointer every time it moved reached his ears, extinguishing his hopes little by little.

He moved his eyes to the nearby red candle, and drops of red wax fell down to the candlestick like tears and gradually solidified.

He felt his eyes wet, reached out to touch them, and smiled wryly.Tears rolled down his face.

The hands are beeping happily.

The fewer red candles, the shorter.

His heart sank more and more.

suddenly,

He heard light footsteps.

His heart skipped a beat.

He listened intently, pricking up his ears, carefully discerning whether it was really footsteps.

That's right!

Da da,

Da da,

Da da,

The sound of increasingly clear footsteps trembled in his ears.

"Snapped--"

The sound of pushing the door!

He stood up abruptly, craned his neck overjoyedly, and peered toward the door.

He was both delighted and terrified.

I dare not run over to find out.

He was like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced in a court, standing firmly in place.

A figure illuminated his eyes like a light, and supported his sinking body like wings.

Suddenly he was full of strength.

He rushed over.

"Rachel!"

He yelled and pulled her into his arms.

Liu Rachel's heart jumped a few times because of this momentum.

She was held in his arms, his breath lingering on the tip of her nose.

She closed her eyes, her face leaned against his chest, and two tears from the corners of her eyes spilled onto his sweater.

He was excited, ecstatic.

He breathed heavily.

It took him a lot of effort to stabilize his emotions.

He held her tightly, like every lost and found person, nervous and cautious.

He called her, kept calling her name, full of treasure:

"Rachel."

"Rachel."

"Rachel."

"Rachel."

Every cry struck at her heartstrings.

She wept softly.

He looked at her in panic, held her face in his hands, stretched out his thumb, and carefully wiped away her tears.

She was crying and accusing him with a sense of resentment: "Cui Yingdao..."

She choked up, took a deep breath, and continued, "Cui Yingdao...you are too much!"

Cui Yingdao wiped her tears and said, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, Rachel, don't cry, my heart is about to break, hit me, hit me!"

Cui Yingdao was so confused by Liu Rachel's tears that he didn't know what he was talking about.

Liu Rachel gave him a hard look, tears softened the effect, but she clenched her fist and punched him hard on the chest, she was relentless, Cui Yingdao took a step back unexpectedly.

It really hurt him.

However, he clutched his chest and laughed.

Have a good laugh.

He frantically grabbed Rachel Liu's hand and told her to continue beating.

Rachel Liu clenched both hands into fists and beat him on the chest, but the force was much weaker.

Compared with the punch just now, the latter ones are more like coquettish and tickling.

There was a warm atmosphere between the two of them.

Later, Choi Young-do held her hands in his, and under her shy gaze, he brought his mouth up and kissed her hand cherishingly.

He looked at her with burning eyes, and said, "You haven't taken a good look at the birthday present I prepared for you!"

He shifted his gaze to the floor.

Rachel Liu followed his gaze and looked over.

She spotted something shiny at a glance.

She walked over, squatted down, and picked them up expectantly.

It's those two couple necklaces!

Exactly the same necklace!

"Where did you find them?" she asked in surprise.

He replied: "It's really hard to find. It's not even available in Korea. It was given to me by my mother, and it was given to her by my father when he confessed his love to her."

A burst of unspeakable emotion surged into Liu Rachel's heart. She rushed into Cui Yingdao's arms and called out to him:

"Choi Young-do!"

He replied: "Yeah."

"Choi Young-do!"

"Ah."

"Choi Young-do!"

He hugged her tighter and tighter, and he said, "I'm here, I'm here, Choi Young-do is here, and he will never leave his Rachel again."

After that, he cupped her face and kissed her fresh lips.

There is a wonderful fragrance in his nostrils, it is the smell of his Rachel, not the smell of shampoo, not the smell of body wash, not the smell of perfume, but the smell of her spirit.

Belonging to Rachel alone,

Belonging to Choi Young-do alone,

Only each other can smell the fragrance.

The author has something to say: reconciliation.I don't know if it looks like a reconciliation.