856 He Was Right About Her (2/2)

She sat up and went on to rinse her face with cold water. She wanted to calm her heated head down. She then sat on the bed, with both arms hugging her knees, and started to ponder.

She cleared her puzzled mind up a little and discovered a depressing fact – that what she felt towards Di Fuyi and Long Siye was utterly different.

When she was with Di Fuyi, she would lose herself easily, fuss about things freely, become vulnerable readily and become delighted effortlessly.

Her heart beat faster when she saw him and became flustered when he kissed her. She could feel her blood rush and her mind becoming blank. These symptoms were the ones that were pictured by the authors of love stories when the male and female leads were together. She had always thought that those were simply made up by the writers to fool the readers. However, the symptoms had happened exactly to her!

She was very rational when she was with Long Siye. She liked to analyze each situation when she was with him. She had never been affectionate to him. Most of the time, he was like a man who could be trusted and depended on, also a comrade who could fight alongside her in battles.

When Long Siye kissed her, she was calm. She could even tell the warmth and the softness of his lips. There was no sign of her heart racing.

”Xijiu, are you wrong about your affection for Long Siye? Are you sure that you do not like him as an older brother?” That was what Di Fuyi once asked. She was not sure about it at the time and was a little frustrated by his question. It all seemed like a prediction. He was right about her feelings for Long Siye.

Could it be that she had fallen for Di Fuyi? When the thought popped out in her head, she could somehow feel a little suffocated.

It felt as though she was walking in a garden full of long grass and nightingales. To her dismay, there was suddenly a pool of swamp under her feet that could swallow her up as a whole. The whole sensation was a mixed feeling of heart racing and heart sinking.

What the person had made her feel was insecure. Sometimes, his tenderness was as soft as water. Other times, his merciless nature was enough to cause her to tremble with fright.

She had always thought that she liked to be anchored to a calm harbor.