Amnesiac Fiancé Married Another, So I Married His Brother - Chapter 102

Huo Xuanye halted in his tracks.

His heart trembled.

Suddenly, it began racing wildly.

“What do you think we should do? Of course, we’ll spend our lives together, loving each other dearly!”

Huo Xuanye’s emotions surged. “A lifetime together, okay?”

Li Su kissed his neck lightly. “Okay~”

Huo Xuanye was so excited he wanted to kiss her, but his wife was currently on his back.

Carrying Li Su, he dashed toward the hotel.

“Slow down.”

“Huo Xuanye, don’t jostle me.”

“Why are you in such a hurry? If it’s a lifetime, why run so fast…”

Li Su felt like she was riding a horse that couldn’t stop, galloping uncontrollably.

When they reached the hotel, Huo Xuanye set her down, then turned and gripped her waist tightly. His right hand cupped her face as his heart pounded, still beating fast, so fast.

“Just ‘like’? Is there no ‘love’?”

“Wife, please love me, okay?”

“Just like you loved my brother before… love me…”

Huo Xuanye didn’t feel like he was begging pathetically for love, he was striving for progress.

“Baby~”

“Is there really such a big difference between ‘like’ and ‘love’?” Li Su countered.

“Then say you love me…”

Because Li Su had only said “like,” it bothered him.

He had run so fast earlier that he was still panting, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.

Li Su pressed her palm against his chest, feeling the frantic rhythm. Huo Xuanye seized the moment to grasp her slender wrist, his thumb caressing it gently.

An invisible fire seemed to burn between their gazes.

The slightest hint would spark flames.

“I…”

Huo Xuanye’s eyes gleamed.

Yes.

Go on.

“I like…”

Huo Xuanye shook his head slightly. “Wrong.”

“Then you say it first.”

Huo Xuanye tilted his head, leaning close as if to kiss her, but his lips brushed against her ear instead.

“Li Su, I love you.”

Now, Li Su’s heart was racing just as fast as Huo Xuanye’s.

Even after his lips left, her ear remained warm, as if the heat lingered stubbornly.

Huo Xuanye’s gaze burned, his voice slightly hoarse. “Susu, your turn.”

Li Su pressed her lips to his in response.

The moment she ignited the spark, Huo Xuanye lost control, taking over and tangling with her passionately.

From the doorway to the bed, they tumbled together.

Rolling across the sheets, Li Su ended up straddling Huo Xuanye’s lap.

She leaned down, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, her eyes soft with affection, lips rosy. Her pink-tipped fingers traced his face lightly before settling on the black mole at the tip of his nose.

Huo Xuanye’s heart skipped.

Why was she touching his mole?

Did she still not like it?

Because of this extra mole, because it made him unlike his brother?

A sour ache rose in his throat, and a wave of grievance surged in his chest.

“You’re so handsome…”

Li Su murmured softly, “Huo Xuanye, you’re so handsome…”

Was it him who was handsome, or was it his brother’s face she truly admired?

Huo Xuanye stayed silent.

Li Su melted against him, her lips wandering along his neck, slow and teasing. “I… love you too.”

Huo Xuanye gripped her waist tightly, his voice low with longing. “Say it again.”

“Wife, say it again.”

Words so sweet, if he didn’t hear them a few more times, he wouldn’t sleep tonight.

Perhaps because she had said it once, the words came easier now.

Even…

This time, Li Su even looked directly into his eyes. “Your brother is in the past. The person in my heart now isn’t Huo Zhenzhou… it’s Huo Xuanye.”

A glimmer of amusement surfaced in Huo Xuanye’s eyes. The faint bitterness in his heart earlier had long vanished, replaced by excitement and exhilaration.

He pinched Li Su’s waist. “Say you love me.”

“I…”

Li Su spoke one word, then planted a kiss on his lips.

“Love…”

Another kiss.

A soft mwah.

“You.”

Another kiss.

One word, one kiss.

Huo Xuanye was so happy his cheekbones practically rose.

“Suddenly, I don’t want to go back. How about we cancel the flight tickets?”

“When’s the flight booked for?”

“The day after tomorrow.”

“Then we can sleep in tomorrow…”

As soon as Li Su finished speaking, their positions reversed.

Li Su realized she’d said the wrong thing.

Even if the flight wasn’t the day after tomorrow, they hadn’t woken up early once during this entire month-long vacation.

Huo Xuanye was even more relentless than usual tonight.

Enough.

Really, enough…

No need to keep going.

So tired.

No one had warned her that even when she wasn’t practicing dance, she’d still have to do the splits…

Sunlight gradually streamed into the room, but the two on the bed remained entangled, slow to wake.

After who knows how long, a hand fumbled around the bed.

Not finding her phone, Li Su finally opened her eyes and retrieved it.

Out of habit, she opened TikTok and instantly jolted awake.

Last night, Wang Sichun, the champion of Dance Beyond Limits, had fallen down the stairs and been hospitalized.

Li Su opened WeChat, sure enough, there were tons of messages.

Even Lin Yaoqing had sent her one.

This situation…

She wasn’t a doctor!

By now, Wang Sichun was already out of surgery.

Qiao Ni had sent her a photo of Wang Sichun.

Coincidentally, she’d injured her leg just like Li Su had.

In the photo, Wang Sichun looked utterly dejected, silently crying.

Li Su understood that feeling all too well.

She’d been through the same thing.

“What are you looking at?”

Huo Xuanye woke up and wrapped his arms around her from behind.

“My champion contestant got injured.”

“Flight’s tomorrow.”

Tahiti was too far from Jing.

Even with a flight the next day, the layover meant they wouldn’t arrive until the day after.

Huo Xuanye noticed Li Su’s mood had soured, probably thinking of her own past and aching for someone suffering the same fate.

All he could do was hold her close and comfort her.

Two days later, they landed in Jing.

Then went straight to the hospital.

As it turned out, Wang Sichun’s injury was entirely her own carelessness.

She’d been hopping down the stairs, misstepped, twisted her ankle, and tumbled down.

The moment Li Su entered the ward, she heard Wang Sichun sobbing.

“I’ll never be able to dance again…”

“Wahhh…”

“Wahhh…”

“Su-Su…”

“You came to see me…”

Li Su walked to the bedside and handed her a tissue pack from the nightstand. “Here, cry all you want.”

To face such a setback right after achieving fame, and unlike her own situation, this was purely her own fault from carelessness, there was no one else to blame.

“What did the doctor say?”

“Six months of rest.”

“Six months?! Is that even possible? I feel like my leg’s ruined, I’ll never be the same as before…”

Her condition sounded slightly better than Li Su’s had been.

But Wang Sichun’s self-pitying attitude made Li Su’s chest tighten.

“Pull yourself together. If the doctor says you’ll recover, then focus on healing.” Li Su glared at her, exasperated. “Go ahead and cry today, but no more after this.”

“Wahhh…”

“Miss Li…”

“Wahhh…”

The hospital room seemed to be filled with 3D surround sound, no matter where she stood, she couldn’t escape the sound of crying.

Li Su sat to the side as Wang Sichun cried and cried without end.

In the end, she cried herself into unconsciousness.

Li Su: “…”

She’d come back tomorrow.