Jia Li gave him a blazing look and said, "you want to talk? Fine, we shall talk . Just remember that you are going to be responsible for the aftermath . "
Tang picked her hand and wrapped his own around hers tightly . She tried to tug it free only to have him levy raised eyebrows at her . After a moment's struggle, her mind gave up the fight . Her fingers crept automatically to intertwine with his . She thought she heard a sigh but wasn't sure if it belonged to her or him . Tang was elated – her touch, her smell, her heat, they were all making him heady and he couldn't let go .
The cautious voice in his head raised its volume to be heard above the roar though, "she is married, she has a husband to go back to, she doesn't belong to you . "
He tried to placate himself by saying that it was just for a few hours . He wanted some precious time with his soulmate before he committed to someone else forever .
"Where are we going," she asked, standing on the bridge in the Yu garden . He took her hand and tucked it further in the crook of his arm, bringing her closer to where he stood .
Grinning, he spoke, "where I always wanted to take you out on a date when I came back from America . Right here . "
The Yu garden boasted of decorative roofs, ancient buildings, beautiful arcs on pathways, all which had withstood the vagaries of time, world wars and more . The place looked like it been frozen in time . When Tang had visited this place for the first time, it had reminded him of the tranquillity of Moganshan .
"You want to go for a walk here, now? I thought we were going to sit somewhere and have that TALK," she said .
"Who told you that I cannot perform two tasks at one time? We shall walk and talk . In fact it is better in case either one of us wants to shout or hit the other, the presence of people around shall prevent the same," he replied cheekily .
She didn't appreciate being made fun of and told him the same in no uncertain terms .
"Oh, I remember a golden girl who was always a great sport and took things in her stride . Who is this sulking angry woman in front of me?" he joked .
"This woman is all what is left of that girl . The girl was a myth, I am the reality," she couldn't stop the acrimony coming into her words .
She felt tired suddenly and implored, "Please, listen to me . I can't do this whole conversation, the idea of spending time together . I am sorry . Can we please go back?"
Tang cupped her cheek, "if you don't want to talk, we won't . But can we just go for a stroll? If you like, I won't even utter a word till you don't allow me to . Hmm?"
Jia Li was torn between the need to spend some precious time with him and the necessity for self-preservation . She didn't want to find herself in the vulnerable spot where the truth about her marriage and her feelings for him would be exposed . Predictably, her heart won in the end .
Chapter end
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