Chapter 257 - Meeting (1/2)

Someone said, “You’re the tribal leader now. Perhaps she’s changed her mind. If you show your affection for her, she’ll accept you.”

“Yes!”

“Just do it!”

Tarico cleared his throat and said, “The woman who received my agate necklace, if you’ve changed your mind, could you come onto the stage?”

Ye Xiaoxian’s heartbeat quickened.

She remembered that Tarico had once given her a necklace though she had never worn it or shown it to others.

After she returned from Beihui city by then, she wanted to give the necklace to Li Hongmei. But she was so busy that she forgot it, so the necklace was still placed in the wooden box beside her bed.

Hearing Tarico’s words, the crowd began looking around to see if any woman would go onto the stage.

To avoid being suspected, Ye Xiaoxian also looked left and right, pretending as if she was not that woman.

She wouldn’t go up to be his wife.

She didn’t want to marry at all.

Or to be exact, Tarico didn’t give her that kind of feeling – the eagerness to be with him for a whole life no matter what would happen.

Only Xiao Baoshan had ever given her such a strong desire.

The expectation in Tarico’s eyes was gradually replaced by disappointment. His eyelids drooped.

He smiled self-mockingly. “It seems that she won’t come up. All right, I’ll keep waiting for her.”

Most women felt it a pity for the one Tarico liked. Tarico was so handsome. Even if she hadn’t liked him before, she should change her mind now.

Women were all fearless when they fell in love.

Now that this blessed woman wasn’t willing to come out, she might really have no feeling for Tarico.

To ease the embarra.s.sment, the seniors said, “It doesn’t matter. Tarico is still young and can invest more energy in tribal affairs. There’s no hurry about marriage.”

…

Longmen Inn.

As it became warmer here, the customers also gradually increased.

One day, Jin Xiaoyu said to Xiao Baoshan in a sweet voice, “Dumb, you’ll marry me, right? The weather is good today. Why don’t we go downtown to buy something we need for our wedding?”

It had been Silly and Dull who were responsible for purchasing materials for the inn. Jin Xiaoyu seldom went outdoor, let alone Xiao Baoshan.

Xiao Baoshan had promised to marry her last year. Now, it was spring. If he kept delaying the marriage, he would become an “irresponsible” man that he hated.

He put down the rag and replied in a flat tone, “Okay.”

Jin Xiaoyu was displeased. “Why do you sound so reluctant? You’re unwilling to marry me?”

“No,” he said.

Then, he added, “I’ve promised you.”

It sounded like it was just for a promise.

But Jin Xiaoyu was happy about his answer. “Change your clothes then. I’ll get changed, too. We’ll go there by carriage, have great fun, and sleep in an inn there at night.”

Xiao Baoshan then went back to his bedroom.

But when he opened his wooden box, he thought the clothes he was wearing were good enough.

Clothes were for covering one’s body. Why bother to dress so fancily?

He knew Jin Xiaoyu would spend much time picking a dress and wearing makeup, so he just sat on the bed waiting.

Somehow, he felt empty in his heart.

Every day, he climbed on that dune and observed the pa.s.sers-by quietly. The new faces always lit up the light of hope in his eyes. Perhaps among these people, some came for him.

But as it turned out, no one was here to find him.