Chapter 37 - Amour... (1/2)

Love…

Amour…

Ai…

Mohabbat…

Aejeong…

Different languages… Different sound…

But the meaning?

Meaning is exactly tantamount… But what makes love unconventional for every person?

The innervations it induces to every person is peculiar. The modus used to express it, is also unique. Because the person declaring the love and the one being pronounced too, have the right to have their own story.

To write a story, just for them. In their own way… With their own exceptional feelings.

As a genius person once said, 'A man is love sees a pimple as a dimple.'

In other words, love word can be the same but the way one sees it makes the difference. The real difference lies in the eyes of the playgoer.

When the words 'I Love You' came smoothly out of Ye Jie's mouth, Xu Mey's mind ran at a speed that even her favorite motorbike might shy away.

Huh? Did he say he loves me? No, I must have misheard. No, no, he said exactly that. But how is that even possible. Does he mean it? Where is this idiotic thought coming from? Of course, he didn't mean it. He couldn't… No! He shouldn't! He must be going through a heatwave. Oh, wait! Summer is not here yet. Then he must be going through menopause. No, no, he is not a middle-aged man. Then what the hell is wrong with him?

She felt like pulling her hairs in frustration. Not from his words. No, no, not at all. She wanted to pull her hair at her own cogitation.

"Have you gone crazy? You don't even know me?"

Even her calling him 'crazy' didn't bring any change to Ye Jie's somber look. He didn't appear to be disingenuous. Xu Mey's heart shook at his silence violently. "Why?" Her tone was careful yet she didn't want to believe in his words.

"Why not?" He asked his own question.

"Because… Because… Because love is not a joke. You can't just fall in love with me. At least don't say that you fell for my looks. That will make me look at you as a shallow person and I know for a fact that you're not shallow." It took some time to get the words out but it went smoothly. At least she thought it did.

Ye Jie was quietly looking at her beautiful profile as the sun rose slowly in the sky and the rays fell on her back through the huge glass doors. Her bedhead, unwashed face made her look pure.

But his silence accompanied with his deep gaze was falling on her like a heavy boulder.

"That's exactly what I expected from you." Xu Mey raised her eyebrows. "I can bet my life on the fact that in the span of 60 seconds which you took to reply me, there must have been a thousand thoughts running in your tiny brain." He flicked her forehead playfully. She glared at him viciously while rubbing the spot between her brows even though he didn't apply any force.

"You're one of the most shrewd people I have ever met in my life. You like to analyze everything before saying or acting on it. But that cleverness of yours makes you the foolish person as well."

"I'm not foolish." She retorted stubbornly.

"My dear wife, analyzing a situation is a good thing but when that analysis turns into overthinking, that's not good."