Chapter 154: Chapter 154 Mo Yinhe: Mingjing, I Want to Start a Family with You1
Mo Yinhe strode over, lowered his head, and looked at her flushed face. "Why, why would it be me?"
Why, when your heart holds a cherished love, are you my Demon King?
Si Mingjing held her head high. "It’s nothing. I’m just drunk and talking nonsense."
Mo Yinhe didn’t believe her. His hands pinched her chin, forcing her to lift her head and meet his gaze.
"Mingjing, tell me, why, why would it be me?"
Si Mingjing’s eyes darted away.
Mo Yinhe applied slight pressure with his fingers.
"Jerk, you’re hurting me," Si Mingjing knocked his hand away.
She composed her expression, leaving Mo Yinhe unable to guess what she was thinking.
Si Mingjing closed her eyes. "I drank too much, my head is spinning. I want to sleep."
Mo Yinhe pointed to the daybed on the right side of the deck.
"If you’re drunk, lie down on the daybed for a while."
Si Mingjing immediately walked over to the daybed and lay down, curling up like a turtle in its shell.
Mo Yinhe went into the cabin and returned with a blanket.
He draped the blanket over her.
Then he pulled up a chair and sat beside her, attending to official matters.
He appeared to be handling official matters, but in reality, he was constantly pondering her words. Had he guessed some of it?
Mo Yinhe chuckled internally. Had she confirmed he was the Demon King in her heart but was unwilling to accept reality?
Mo Yinhe’s mood suddenly improved greatly.
Watching her content sleeping face, he enjoyed it immensely.
Such moments were the most beautiful.
Si Mingjing slept for several hours.
She didn’t wake up until evening.
When she opened her eyes, Mo Yinhe had already left.
She got up and sat alone on the deck.
The setting sun hung like a great red lantern at the end of the sea, its afterglow sprinkling the surface with shimmering gold.
It was breathtakingly beautiful, stirring the soul.
However, Si Mingjing, who had just woken up, felt an overwhelming sense of abandonment by the whole world.
Have you ever experienced waking at six in the evening after sleeping through the day and feeling terribly lonely, as if the entire world had abandoned you? It gives one an intense feeling of oppression.
At this moment, this was what Si Mingjing felt.
She had never had a home, especially on Earth; she was utterly alone, solitary.
Sometimes, Si Mingjing particularly envied Mo Yinhe. He had grandparents, parents, siblings, even a son, and countless followers.
So many people revolved around him, yet he still exuded an unshakeable sense of loneliness. It was truly... It reminded her of the saying: "The young do not know the taste of sorrow; they climb high towers, they climb high towers, to compose new verses and feign grief."
Si Mingjing thought of herself. Her only relative, her mother, had died when she was five.
From then on, she was like driftwood at sea, rootless and directionless.
Seeking revenge and searching for the Demon King in her heart had become her only goals.
Seeking revenge was to let her mother rest in peace with a smile.
Searching for the Demon King in her heart was because, apart from her mother, he was the only one who had accompanied her in her heart since childhood.
She hoped to have a relative of her own.
The Demon King had been with her in her mind as she grew up.
Not related by blood, but closer than kin.
She had never been sure if the Demon King in her heart truly existed.
But she longed for his existence.
Because she desperately wanted a relative...
Now, it seemed she had truly found one.
That person was, unexpectedly, Mo Yinhe.
Mo Yinhe walked out of the cabin and looked up to see Si Mingjing hugging her knees, sitting on the daybed watching the sunset.
She looked just like a little lost waif abandoned by the whole world, and Mo Yinhe felt a pang in his heart at the sight.
Suddenly, he desperately wanted to embrace her and drive away the desolate aura surrounding her.
Mo Yinhe strode toward her and hugged her from behind.
He hugged her tightly, leaving no room for her to wriggle free.
"Mingjing, are you awake?"
In her loneliness, Si Mingjing found herself not minding Mo Yinhe’s forceful embrace. In fact, she even felt a bit of longing.
It must be mating season coming on, so my emotions are unstable, my thoughts are wandering, and I’m being so sentimental. Other girls get emotionally unstable during their periods, but I’m the opposite; it happens when my mating season approaches. Once the mating season passes, I’ll be full of energy again. Who doesn’t have moments of emotional lows? she thought.
Mo Yinhe, keenly sensing her distress, said softly, "What are you thinking about? I’m here. I was with you on the deck all afternoon; I just stepped away to use the restroom."