My Beloved

"Let's get married."

Mo Yuan thought he heard wrong.

So, he couldn't help but ask, "What?"

Han Luo earnestly glanced at him and repeated, "Let's get married."

He moved her face toward him. He wanted to see her expression if she was serious.

Han Luo didn't seem like she was joking.

"Ah Luo, why so sudden?" he inquired.

Han Luo quietly gazed at him.. "Sudden? How is this sudden?"

Mo Yuan hesitated, "We can't… you are only eighteen."

As much as he wanted to marry her, he didn't want to ruin her dreams. She had to fight for the future position of her family's company. She couldn't afford to get married and make a family.

"Yes, I'm eligible for marriage." Han Luo moved his focus elsewhere.

Mo Yuan wouldn't be easily fooled. "That's not the problem here. Ah Luo, it's too soon for you."

"It's not." Han Luo vigorously shook her head. "IF you don't marry me, there is a high chance he will capture us and marry me. I'd rather marry and die than marry him and live as his wife for the rest of my life."

Without a word, Mo Yuan held her hands in his palm and blew warm breaths.

"You were wearing gloves and still your fingers are so cold. How long were you out?" he asked.

He was obviously trying to change the subject.

"For three to four hours maybe. I lost count." Han Luo shrugged.

She was hurt by his action but didn't complain.

"Thank goodness that the train arrived."

"Yeah…"

He rubbed her body over the clothes and that the friction with the clothes kept her body warm.

Suddenly, he noticed something hard in her overcoat pocket. He took it out and saw a knife.

It was a kitchen knife.

"What's this doing here?" he asked, momentarily surprised.

Han Luo averted her gaze. "Just for self-defense."

She stole it while eating. Since she was served multiple cutleries with her meal, she took it when no one was noticing. No one noted that one of the knives were missing

Mo Yuan's eyes were fixed on her face. "Is this the only reason?"

"…Yes."

His expression darkened for some reason. He had a bad feeling about this knife.

He softened his voice and said, "You cannot lie to me, Ah Luo. I know when you are lying."

Han Luo hesitated and then replied, "I… I escaped today to find out if you were really…" She took a sharp breath and continued, "The way they talked about you was so believable. I wanted to contact big brother Ming to ask him about you. If you were dead…

…then I would kill myself."

She looked at him with her unwavering eyes showing how serious she was.

"Ah Luo!" Mo Yuan gritted his teeth. He was furious.

'How could she think such a thing? She was raised by his mom with love and care. She is full of positivity.'

He couldn't fathom her thoughts. He put the knife inside his pocket. He didn't want to keep it near her.

"I'll keep it for myself. If there is danger, I'll protect you," he assured her.

Han Luo protested, "No! You don't know if they will capture us and they won't kill you. I'd rather die than live in a world without you. I can't live if you are dead."

He gently uttered, "Ah Luo listen, nothing will happen. Even if something happens, live. I want you to live a life, even if I'm there."

"Big brother Yuan, don't be so mean. I can't live. If you are gone and then I'm already dead. What's the point of living when you are not there to stay by my side?!" she sobbed.

Han Luo was desperate. She even changed the way to address him, knowing he couldn't resist if she called him like that.

She wailed like a broken doll who lost her soul. Her eyes were brimming with tears.

"Ah Luo." Mo Yuan let out a deep breath and agreed, "Fine, let's get married."

His heart broke whenever she cried in a heart-breaking manner.

How could his heart not ache?

He tenderly wiped her tears as he continued speaking, "We will stop in the next station and go to a church."

"Okay!" Han Luo's eyes lit up.

He embraced her tightly and stated, "Don't think about dying as long as I'm alive."

She cutely retorted, "Why will I think about dying when you are alive? I just need you to stay by my side. As long as you are okay, I'm okay."

Han Luo snuggled close to him and heard his heartbeat. It soothed her.

'He is alive. I'll live as long as he's alive,' she thought as she shut her eyes.

Mo Yuan's mind was blank. He kept thinking about her words.

Although she never outspoken about her love, he knew she loved him.

She always pretended to support Han Sheng Ming in front of everyone and disregarded Mo Yuan to calm her cousin down. Mo Yuan knew that she didn't mean it.

She kept saying she didn't love him or she didn't want to marry him, but he knew it was only to tease him.

Because she knew he liked being teased by her.

She had never outspoken her love for him, despite being a sweet talker.

However, the more she denied that she didn't love him or she wasn't his, the more she was possessive of him. When they would be separated, she would only think of him. Her entire world was enveloped by him.

Even though he was separated from her, she knew he would be only his. Never thought he would choose someone else.

She would be worried sick if she didn't hear anything from him for a day.

Just a little touch from him would make her body thrilled with delight.

Just hearing his voice would make her at ease.

As for him, every day he lived for her and breathed for her. His life would be meaningless if she didn't smile at him. If everyone disappeared and only she lived, he wouldn't mind.