Chapter 50 Part 4

  "Why did you get more and more fierce when crying?"

  He furrowed his eyebrows slightly in the dim light of night, pouting as he picked up a tissue from beside him and muttered softly.

  "You bully me..."

  I pouted and muttered under my breath.

  "Hey! You're really good at making excuses... when did I ever bully you?!"

  He stood up in the cold darkness, his hands clasped behind his back, and looked at me with a hint of amusement.

  "I say it is, then it is..."

  I let out a "heh" and burst out laughing, in the cold dark night, I'm just a rascal, what's it to you! La la la, I'm just a rascal, no matter what, humph!

  "Alright, sit still, I'll help you with your hair... Don't cry anymore, your face is all tear-stained and people will laugh at you later. Besides, it's my birthday and you're crying, what does that mean..."

  I was shut up by a single sentence from the cold and dark night, unable to say anything... This cold and dark night is even more mature than me! It can actually come up with such words to shut my mouth.

  Sitting on a chair, I gently closed my eyes and let the cool darkness play with my hair.

  The dimly lit room smells so good... Not that pungent and unpleasant perfume smell, but a special fragrance, light and pleasant.

  "Alright!"

  I don't know how long it took, but the voice of the cold and dark night called back my thoughts. I stood in front of the mirror...

  Is the person in the mirror me? Although I've always known that I'm incredibly beautiful (self-loving)... but is the person in the mirror really me...

  Half of the hair was tied up high, curled to the right, with a big white bow tied at the root of the tie-up, paired with a white princess dress and white princess shoes... The person in the mirror is obviously a lovely little princess! When did I... actually have such a cute temperament?

  "Not bad, not bad..."

  On a cold and dark night, his right hand was supporting his chin, as if admiring his own masterpiece, seemingly very satisfied with it.

  "My princess, let's go out now..."

  He bowed his head slightly in the dimly lit night, his left hand behind his back and his right hand on his abdomen, saying in a low voice.

  How handsome! The dark night is really handsome now! Gentleman! Absolutely a gentleman!

  I stared blankly at the cold and dark night, completely captivated by his current posture... Am I dreaming?! How did things suddenly become so unreal... The person in front of me, is he really my beloved Cold Dark Night?

  Heavens... you've finally opened your eyes...