Chương 20: His Touch
I glared at him but was secretly smiling underneath.
"How did you know I was here?" I asked.
"Gu Min pointed out that he saw you walking down the street, and I asked him to stop." He told.
"Why that?" I curiously asked.
He pursed his lips together as I could tell he was getting irritated with my questions.
"Em... I just thought that I'd say hi, I guess."
"Then you could have just called, since you have my number and all." I grins.
He heavily sighed.
"Miss Ru, I think I've enough with the questions please."
I laughed silently because I was pissing him off again and I loved it.
"Can I ask you one more thing?" I teased.
He looked at me and frowned.
God he was sexy when he did that. It's a sin to look that good.
"Huh! What is it?"
"Could you please stop calling me Miss Ru, just call me Ru Wen?"
He smiled and cocked his head.
"It would be my pleasure Ru Wen." I liked the way my name rolled off his tongue.
Mu Kai glanced over at my pad and saw the scribble of two people on it.
"What are you drawing?" He asked.
"The bride and groom over there," I pointed.
"Why?" He asked.
"Why not, they're a cute couple, and I think it would make a good painting. I'll call it A Summer Wedding." I told him.
"And what makes you think someone would buy that?" He blunt.
I rolled my eyes at his bluntness, I knew it was only a matter of time.
"People love weddings and any couple that got married here would buy it as a memory of the beginning of their life together." I explained to him.
Mu Kai lifted up his chin.
"Nah. That's all a bunch of shit if you ask me."
"What is?" I asked as I looked at him in confusion.
"Weddings, starting a life together, relationships, and all of it, you said nothing lasts forever." He scoffed.
I was surprised by his words and his hatred for relationships. And I could see the pain in his beautiful deep eyes and I knew that he must have been badly hurt.
Then I looked down and continued drawing.
"Well, a lot of people believe in the happily ever after and the fairy tale relationships, so let's not take that away from them."
"Do you believe in any of that?" he asked.
"I don't know. Before I thought once I did, but now I'm not so sure anymore." I said as I continued drawing.
He took his hand and lightly grabbed my wrist, turning it over and softly rubbing my scar with his thumb.
Truthfully I wanted to pull away, but his touch froze me, he was so warm and soft and what he was doing sent fire through my body.
"Now you can tell me about these scars," he said in a low voice.
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