What's Wrong With Rear-Ending Your Arranged Marriage Partner? He Totally Loves It - Chapter 49

Chapter 49: I Just Wanted to Hold You

As Song Cun walked out of the VIP room, he glanced at his phone screen. It was a call from Song Shichang. Song Cun’s gaze froze for a moment before he hung up. A few months ago, Song Shichang had forced him into the marriage alliance with the Qi family, and Song Cun had clearly stated that he was cutting ties with the Song family.

When he left the bar, the driver was already waiting at the door. He was a dedicated driver arranged by Qi Yan for his convenience. Qi Yan had also arranged for two bodyguards, but Song Cun wasn’t used to having them around, so he only brought the driver. His phone rang several more times in the car, but Song Cun hung up each time. Later, Song Shichang changed his method and sent voice messages on WeChat. Song Cun didn’t want to hear Song Shichang’s voice at all, so he just tapped on one of them to convert it to text. Song Shichang seemed to have just found out Song Huai was beaten and was cursing Song Cun from beginning to end.

Song Cun glanced at the text, and a hint of mockery appeared under his thin eyelids. He’s almost 30 and still tattling to Dad. Song Huai really is the biggest loser in the universe. But it was this good-for-nothing who was unconditionally favored by his parents. And he, on the other hand, felt like he had been picked up from a trash can, where even a glance from them was a luxury. When he was a child, Song Shichang could turn a blind eye to the abuse he suffered at the hands of Song Huai, or even give him another kick and say he deserved it. Now that Song Huai had been dealt with by him just once, Song Shichang was absolutely furious, like a mad dog coming to get “justice” for his precious son.

Voice messages kept popping up one after another. Without even needing to listen to them, he knew how angry Song Shichang’s tone was right now. Song Cun lowered his eyes and looked at the voice messages. A few seconds later, he clicked on Song Shichang’s WeChat profile picture and blocked him. When the other party realized he had been blocked, he immediately started calling again. Likewise, the number was also blocked.

The car drove into the villa area. Song Cun got out of the car, but instead of going inside, he sat down on the swing chair in the back garden. He looked up. The sky was already dark and gloomy, and there was no moon. The wind was a little strong and a bit cold. He lowered his head and swung the chair a few times, his hands, which were gripping the swing ropes, turning a little red from the cold.

Suddenly, a pair of long, straight legs encased in suit pants appeared in front of him. At the same time, his hands, which were almost numb from the cold, were suddenly wrapped in a pair of warm, large hands.

“Cun Cun.”

“Why aren’t you inside?” A familiar, low voice came from above. Song Cun looked up, and Qi Yan’s handsome face appeared before him in the darkness. His nose was a little red from the cold wind. Song Cun sniffled and didn’t answer the question. He just smiled at Qi Yan with curved lips and asked, “You’re back?”

Qi Yan had gone to the company today and had just returned when 2099 told him Song Cun was still in the back garden. “Mhm, the meeting ran a little late today.” Qi Yan didn’t let go of Song Cun’s hands. He leaned down and touched his own nose to Song Cun’s. He seemed to be checking Song Cun’s body temperature. Sure enough, even his nose was frozen. He pulled back a little and kissed the corner of Song Cun’s lips. “You’re too cold, baby. Let’s go inside, okay?”

Song Cun nodded, not objecting. He got up to stand, but Qi Yan picked him up. Song Cun’s mind had been wandering, but his soul snapped back into place. He instinctively wrapped his arms around Qi Yan’s neck. “Wh-what are you doing…?”

As Qi Yan carried him inside, he held him a little tighter and said in a low voice, “I just wanted to hold you.” They had only been apart since the morning, yet he missed him so much.

Song Cun’s face suddenly turned red. He said softly, “Didn’t you just hold me this morning?” Could it be because of the temporary marking? Normally, an omega would become more attached to their alpha after being marked. But he felt as if Qi Yan was the one who was more attached to him. For the past two or three days since the temporary marking, Qi Yan seemed to want to hug and kiss him every now and then. Of course, Song Cun liked it too. So, the two of them had spent almost every moment together these past two days. If it weren’t for an important meeting at Qi Yan’s company today and Lin Wan’s persistent messages to meet up at the bar, they probably wouldn’t have gone out at all.

Song Cun sometimes thought to himself that he had only asked Qi Yan to temporarily mark him for his work. But now, with the filming date getting closer, he was actually feeling a little anxious about being separated. Qi Yan carried Song Cun at a very slow, steady pace across the small path paved with pebbles. He suddenly spoke.

“Cun Cun.”

Song Cun looked up. “Mhm?”

Qi Yan lowered his head and looked him in the eyes. “Have I done anything wrong in the past few days?”

Song Cun was a little confused as to why Qi Yan was asking this. But he didn’t hesitate to answer. He shook his head and said, “No, you’ve… always been very good…” So good that Song Cun sometimes wondered if he was dreaming, or if he had fallen into a trap. He was a person who was not loved by his parents and was bullied by his brother his entire life, yet here was someone carefully holding him in the palm of their hand and treating him like the apple of their eye. But every day when he woke up, he was still in this villa, eating the meals Qi Yan prepared with meticulous care, and the kisses and hugs felt so real. How could this be a dream? If it wasn’t a dream, was it a lie? But Qi Yan’s family is so powerful and wealthy. He has everything. Even if Song Cun was exceptionally handsome, Qi Yan could have anyone he wanted. So, what could he be lying about?

Oh, right. There was one reason: what Qi Yan had said from the very beginning, that he liked him. For Song Cun, feelings like “liking” and “love” were intangible and fleeting. But from their time together, Song Cun was gradually able to believe and feel the “liking” Qi Yan talked about. But he still couldn’t believe how long this feeling could last. Maybe he likes him now, but what if he doesn’t in the future? But Song Cun didn’t like complicated questions. Who could guarantee the future? At least for now, he wasn’t against being with Qi Yan like this. He even wondered if he was starting to like Qi Yan too.

Hearing Song Cun say he was always very good, Qi Yan lowered his head and kissed Song Cun’s lips. “Is that so? But I always feel like it’s not enough.”

Song Cun suddenly laughed. “What more could you do to be enough?” He lowered his eyes and casually played with Qi Yan’s tie. “You’re already very good.” He’s the best person in the world to him. At least for now, that is. Song Cun didn’t want to think about whether it would continue in the future.

The walk from the back garden to the living room wasn’t long, but Qi Yan’s steps were very slow. He was in a moment of trance. I should have been here sooner. I wish I had appeared beside him sooner, to be with him during all those isolated and helpless times…