Chapter 45.1 : I will want you. I will always want you.

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Chapter 45.1 :
I will want you. I will always want you.

Author: Jianjia Nizi

Translator: FoxyJung, Clapkingle

Proofreader: KainGuru

“It’s my fault. I was the one who took you guys to the flea market…”

Ash was so ashamed. He wanted to bury himself. He could see that Yan Sui was really worried. He had never seen him with such an unsightly expression. It was as if the longer Meng Ting was missing, the more difficult it was for Yan Sui to control his mood.

“All of those from the hotel who could be dispatched, have been dispatched. Let’s wait for another half an hour. If we still can’t find him, I’ll call my brother. I assure you that we absolutely won’t lose him.”

Yan Sui knew that Meng Ting was not a little girl, yet he was also not an ordinary eighteen-year-old boy, and Yan Sui could not explain to Ash about his peculiarity either. He actually lost a person in a foreign country, far away from home, just like that. Yan Sui wanted to punch himself.

“Yan Sui!”

There was a voice from the distance and Yan Sui even thought it was his own hallucination. He then turned around and Meng Ting appeared at the end of the street, holding a bouquet of white roses. He was waving and smiling at him, as well as walking toward him, step by step.

Yan Sui immediately locked his line of sight onto him before striding forward with large steps. Meng Ting blinked and stopped walking forward. Soon afterward, the boy and the flowers in his hands were all together embraced by the man, very vigorously embraced.

“Yan Sui…” Only two words had left Meng Ting’s mouth before he was even more tightly wrapped up in the man’s embrace. He already guessed that Yan Sui would be worried, but he did not think that he would be this worried.

While Yan Sui was holding him, his arms were slightly trembling. At first, Meng Ting was taken aback, but then he relaxed his body, and let Yan Sui hold him. He did not pay any more attention to the bouquet, which he had acquired with difficulty.

Yan Sui continued to tighten his arms, as if he wanted to hug this person until he was absorbed into his bones and blood. He could only do this as he was unable to say a single word.

Before, when he could not find Meng Ting, he was worried and angry. Even if it was Meng Ting, Yan Sui thought that when he saw him, he would give Meng Ting a proper scolding.

Meng Ting had wandered off and Yan Sui waited for him at the original place. How could he just heedlessly follow some other person? What if he met nefarious people? What if…he did not dare to continue thinking about this ‘what if.’

However, when Yan Sui finally saw the boy, he was instantly overwhelmed by a staggering rush of the remaining fear and rejuvenation of his loss. Besides holding the boy tightly, he could not say anything.

“Yan Sui, I’m sorry. I made you scared,” Meng Ting whispered and rubbed against Yan Sui’s neck, then he kissed Yan Sui’s cheek.

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