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Ru Ying Sui Xing – Chapter 8 – Peach Gardens pt 2 – Near satisfaction

Liang and I just rested there, watching the petals fly across the Peach Garden. I love this.

"Liang?"

"Mm?"

"Do you..." I couldn't continue.

"Yes?"

I was way too embarrassed to say anything. Liang noticed my face was reddened, and replied to this: "You don't have be embarrassed, Ying. You can ask."

"Do you...like me?" I asked, blushing harder than bark.

Liang got up and stretched. I just sat there waiting for a response. He helped me up and said, "Wait here. I need to find some things."

I was afraid the answer was no and he just wanted to say it in a nice way. I leaned against the tree, waiting for him to return. When he did, he held two pink carnations and a branch. "Follow me."

And that's what I did. I followed him to a pond very close to the big tree. He sat down and placed one of the flowers in there. Liang placed the other flower in the far left.

"Ying, sit down. Look carefully."

I sat down next to him and laid my head on his shoulder. I stared at the two plants.

"What do you notice?"

"They are so far..."

"Yes, that is until..." he used the branch he held and moved them closer together. Liang murmured something and a petal fell off one of the flowers. "Do you understand, Ying?"

"No, I really don't."

"You see..." he began. "The two flowers are we, the branch your father and my mumble just evil or lucky hope. Your father forbids us for forever meeting, do you or do you not remember, Yue Ying?"

That means no. Liang doesn't like me. Tears fell from my eyes and hit Liang's shoulder. He felt this and responded, "Do not cry for I am not over. It is true, we are forbidden to meet by your father..." he mumbled something and the two flowers reunited. "But we choose to."

I remained speechless for a while. "Is that a yes or no, Liang?"

He glanced at me. "You already know the answer."

I do?

I looked over at Liang, still crying a little bit.

"Why are you still crying Ying?" he asked.

"I'm just happy. Liang?"

"Yes?"

"What is the significance of the big Peach Tree? You say it is important and I wish to know as well."

"..."

"Please?"

"...Fine. I'll tell you. My father and mother came up here one day. Father brought mother up here and proposed to her under this Peach Tree."

I looked over to him. "What does this mean to you that makes it so special?" He hesitated for a bit. "Never mind. You won't understand."

I started thinking; does he really want to marry me? At that moment, my heart skipped another beat and I tried to calm down. We walked back to the big Peach Tree and laid down there again. Liang sighed and we both stayed silent until he broke it.

"Ying?"

"Yes Liang?"

"Why were you so afraid of your appearances? It seemed like it took you forever to ask me."

I sank. "I was afraid."

"Ying I know that. Just what were you afraid of?"

I realized that if I were to answer this, I would have to confess. A lie had to be thought of quick. I couldn't think of one. I suppose this time the truth had to be told.

"That I wouldn't see you again because of my beau...appearances."

He chuckled. "No, I don't see people that way. We've only known each other for two days."

"Two days Liang? It felt way longer."

"I know. But I think one of us is falling for the other..."

My heart skipped a beat. He knows? How?