My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix stopped and propped his head on my shoulder and smiled. Most of the time, we couldn't feel happiness as we were striving towards our goals. People imagined happiness to be something far off, something far away to be attained, and they projected that expectation everywhere they went.

It was the same for everyone. As they envied after others' supposed happiness, others also envied theirs.

For about half of the night, I became so drowsy that I fell half-asleep. In a daze, I felt that someone put something on my finger. I couldn't help muttering as I retreated my hand, asking, "What is it?" Hendrix's low and deep voice came over, "Our wedding ring!" As he finished speaking, he bit on my lip lightly.

I was stunned and woke up. Then, I got into his arms and kissed him on the lips. I then said in a sleepy voice, "We're already an old couple!"

When I left Jarold City, I had left the ring and bank card in the villa. I didn't expect him to have had them both with him the entire time.

Under the dim lighting, Hendrix smiled faintly, but his voice was still a little hoarse as he said, "We're just thirty. We've just hit our peak, so we're not old at all!"

Then, he turned over and pressed himself on my body. He found my lips and kissed me deeply.

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