Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 595 - 593 There is no can or cannot, only want or do not want_1

Chapter 595: Chapter 593 There is no can or cannot, only want or do not want_1

The refreshing sea breeze rushed against her face, and the sound of the waves crashing followed immediately into her ears.

Xiaoxiao suddenly grabbed Mu Zisu excitedly and ran towards the beach.

She hadn’t expected the night scenery here to be so beautiful.

As Mu Zisu held her hand and walked along the beach, a row of bright lights suddenly appeared before them, one after another, like guiding lights, warm and inviting.

Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, not understanding why such a striking scene would appear along the beach.

"Beautiful, isn’t it?" Mu Zisu said as he pulled her forward.

"Beautiful... what is that?" Xiaoxiao asked curiously.

They didn’t seem like streetlights, as they were only half as tall—

Mu Zisu smiled and remained silent as he led her closer, and Xiaoxiao finally saw what it was.

Just as she had imagined, the exquisite lampstands before her were only half a person tall, their bright yellow light casting a shimmering glow in the night by the sea, strikingly conspicuous.

What surprised Xiaoxiao the most was that the beautiful lampstands were adorned with enchanting red flowers, their delicate petals as appealing as a young girl’s lips, tempting and luscious. Although she couldn’t name the flower at the moment, she found herself surprisingly fond of it.

She couldn’t help but reach out to take the flower in her hand, and instinctively brought it to her nose to smell, and then her eyebrows shot up in delight, "It smells wonderful..."

She happily handed the fragrant flower to Mu Zisu, who had been watching her intently.

Mu Zisu’s expression was tender as he bent down slightly to sniff it and nodded with a smile, "It smells very nice..."

Xiaoxiao, holding the flower joyfully, continued forward to the next lampstand to pick up another.

"Do you like it?" Mu Zisu asked, his hands in his pockets, as he stood beside her observing her vibrant expressions.

"I like it..." Xiaoxiao replied without hesitation.

Only after her words fell did she suddenly realize the implication behind Mu Zisu’s question.

She looked at Mu Zisu with suspicion, "This... is it from you...?"

"A birthday present for you..." Mu Zisu said as he reached out to touch her head.

Xiaoxiao’s eyes suddenly brightened, realizing that this was his doing...

She smiled with pleasure, curving her lips, and then she picked up the second rose and proceeded to the next lampstand.

Before reaching it, she suddenly turned back to Mu Zisu with a beaming smile, "Thank you... I really like it..."

Mu Zisu’s steps halted for a moment, dazzled by the brightness of Xiaoxiao’s smile.

On the dimly lit beach, there lay a beautiful, romantic, and heartwarming scene.

Lights twinkled along the edge of the sea, forming a continuous line, while a pretty woman with long hair and a long dress progressed happily along the trail of light. At each lampstand, she would reach out to pluck a red rose from the beautiful stand.

A tall, handsome man with his hands casually in his pockets followed behind her. His stance was graceful, his expression tender, and his gaze adoringly fixed on the figure before him. It seemed as if everything else in the world faded into the background for him. Only that one person occupied his vision and his heart.

The scene was breathtakingly beautiful, stunningly so.

Many couples nearby, upon seeing such a romantic tableau, found the women casting wistful glances at their male companions, their eyes saying plainly, "Look how he treats his girlfriend? Why don’t you do the same?"

With each rose Xiaoxiao picked up, she would recite a number.

"98..."

"99..."

As she picked up the 99th rose, suddenly fireworks burst forth in the distant sky, illuminating the night.

She looked up, astonished, at the brief yet splendid display of fireworks, her mouth agape in surprise.

So beautiful...

As she stood in shock, Mu Zisu suddenly embraced her from behind, and a tender voice rang in her ear, "Xiaoxiao... Happy birthday..."

Na Xiaoxiao’s heart was indescribably shaken as she watched the dazzling flowers bloom and fade one by one in the sky, her mind drifting into a daze.

For some reason, her eyes felt a little sour and astringent, and this might be the most memorable birthday of her life.

She turned around, and Mu Zisu’s hands let go.

"Why celebrate my birthday?" She didn’t understand; in her memories, except for this time, their first meeting was two months ago.

And why had he brought her out of the Gumiao Tribe?

Why say she was his woman?

And why go to such lengths to celebrate her birthday?

She didn’t understand at all...

Mu Zisu sighed inwardly; to gain something, one must give something up.

The price for saving her was forgetting the bond between them. He bore no resentment, yet he couldn’t stop the pain and helplessness in the bottom of his heart.

He reached out and drew her into his embrace.

"Xiaoxiao... I like you. I’ve liked you since the last time I saw you... Do you understand?"

Na Xiaoxiao felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Held in Mu Zisu’s arms, it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

Like her? He had liked her since their last encounter?

A trace of joy flickered through her heart, followed swiftly by a rush of heat to her cheeks. If it weren’t for the dark of night, she would have wanted to crawl into a hole.

But in an instant, she felt as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, and the happiness and shyness vanished.

She gently pushed Mu Zisu away and said quietly, "But... we can’t be together..."

Sadness flashed through Mu Zisu’s eyes before disappearing in an instant.

"It’s not about can or can’t, it’s about whether or not you want to..." He looked at Na Xiaoxiao with an unwavering gaze.

No matter what, he was determined to keep her by his side.

Na Xiaoxiao’s heart suddenly trembled—

His words made sense, but sometimes, there was no sense to be made.

"But..." As soon as she uttered a word, Mu Zisu suddenly lowered his head, pulled her closer, and without any explanation, sealed her red lips with his own.

Na Xiaoxiao’s heart skipped a beat, her eyes widened in astonishment, staring disbelievingly at the man who was kissing her without restraint.

His eyelashes almost brushed against her eyes, and his breath was so hot it quickened her own heartbeat.

His scent enveloped her in an instant, leaving her no escape.

What surprised her was that she didn’t dislike his kiss; instead, there was a hint of longing.

This thought panicked her, and her breathing became erratic. Just when she felt she might suffocate, Mu Zisu let out a light chuckle and released her, uttering one word, "Silly..."

Na Xiaoxiao’s face, already flushed, turned even redder at his words.

Feeling shy and slightly annoyed, she retorted, "I am not silly..."

Mu Zisu’s laughter grew lighter, "In that case, shall we try again?"

Na Xiaoxiao humphed and turned away, hugging the flowers.

Then, facing the sea breeze, she gently lifted a large bunch of flowers. She truly liked these flowers, otherwise, she would have absentmindedly dropped them to the ground earlier.