Lost in You novel Chapter 29

Before leaving, I would like to see James again. Maybe this may be the last time we see each other.

When I realize this problem, I am not sad at all, nor did I regret falling in love with James at all. The only sad thing I have is that I couldn't be with him anymore.

In fact, we can’t be the masters of many things. We can only passively accept them. The family is my stumbling block and sustenance. I can never give up.

I entrust all my own future to my destiny. In a place where wars are fierce, I hope that I can truly recognize the reality and let God give me an answer.

I tell the driver the address of James's suburbs, and I am very calm along the way. I don't think about it. I don't think if it is the last time to meet him. I just want to see him again. Then my life would be satisfied.

James is very surprised by my appearance. When he opens the door, he couldn't wait to run out and rush to me.

"How did you come here!" He hugs me surprisingly.

This is our paradise, and I can be unscrupulous with him.

James's surprised eyes brightened, holding me hard.

The muscles are strong and he is supporting me.

"Let's go, I'll take you home!"

The sun sprinkles the entire yard, the flowers bloom wildly, as if this is the look of happiness.

I am greedy for this moment and enjoy the last time with him.

"Let's go!" He hugs me and runs upstairs.

We nestle on a large balcony, from here we can see the entire yard, but also the sky with the sunset.

At this moment, I want to kiss him, kiss his eyes, his eyebrows, then his nose, then his thin lips.

"I want you." James pants and places me on the balcony.

I slowly take off my clothes, and be honest with him.

James's breathing is unstable immediately, his eyes darkened.

He kisses my whole body tenderly, and I shuddered, shouting his name.

How wonderful is the union of our spirit and flesh. I look out of the window. At this time, the cloud of fire disappears, leaving only a faint gold rim, hanging in mid-air, and the night is coming.

I close my eyes forcefully to prevent my tears from coming out.

James, let's stop here. If I can come back alive, I must be with you and never be separated with you.

These days, we are just like a couple. We go shopping together in the supermarket, buy the dishes we like, make a rich dinner, and feed each other. After feeding, we have sex.

"How happy we are now." James and I clasp each other. I look at the shadow on the wall, and we become inseparable.

"Yes." I say with absent mind.

"Let's be like this for a lifetime." James gets up suddenly, supporting his body in front of me, looking down at me.

He says piously, "Carolina, I want to marry you."

Suddenly, my heart twitches and hurt.

I kiss the corner of his mouth and say, "Are you proposing a marriage proposal? It's too informal. They say that you can't believe what men say in bed."

"Then If I solemnly propose to you, will you marry me?" James says, eyes like bright stars, "If I give you a grand proposal, will you marry me?"

Yes, you know, James, even if there are no flowers and candles, nothing romantic, as long as it is you, I want to marry you.

However, I do not have this qualification.

I hug him hard and say, "I love you."

I don't answer him directly because I don't want to cheat him and I don't want him to be sad, but I want to let him know my heart.

"Carolina, marry me!"

He shouts frantically, hugging me excitedly.

I am so happy and so sad, but James, I'm sorry.

The editor-in-chief tells me that they have arranged everything, as long as I am ready to go.

I go to the office and say, "Just tomorrow."

If the delay is longer, I fear that I will not have the courage to leave James.

I secretly leave James. He goes out mysteriously and says that he would give me surprise me after a while.

I look at him and want to cry in my heart, but I smile and say, "OK. I'll wait for you."

I can never wait, I'm sorry James, I lie to you again.

The luggage is well packed, standing in the yard, I stares at the house for a long time.

Here are my fondest memories. I look at them seriously and want to print them in my mind.

Every place here is with my mark, and it will never be wiped out. Just like James, I can't wipe him out in my heart.