True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 1480

Her answer shocked Ernest, and he stared at her intensely.

She squatted in front of one of the turtle vendor's plastic boxes housing the turtles. She was focused on the turtles. Her face was fair, her hair was in a ponytail, and her bangs were tousled. She was wearing a dress, but she was covering up as she squatted down. She knew how to protect herself.

She was a girl who knew what she was doing. A twenty-year-old girl in her prime years.

Such a girl beneath the rays of sunlight shone from head to toe, and she was radiating with vitality.

For a while, no one spoke. They just looked at the turtles.

Ernest heard Leah speak again. "You know, if life was like this, we wouldn't need to be in such a hurry all the time. No legal texts to memorize, no updates to pump out, we can take it slow. Wouldn' t it be nice to just stay like this and do whatever we want?"

Ernest thought deeply about what she said. His eyes were bright as he chuckled, "If you don't memorize your legal texts, you won't be able to graduate, and if you don't graduate you can't become a lawyer. If you don't make an update, your readers won't be happy, and you'll be continuously harassed."

"You're no fun, Ernest." The girl said in a low voice with a little frustration, "Did you have to make a counter argument, couldn't you have just gone along with it?"

Ernest was stunned, and there was a smile in his eyes. "What do you want me to say? Okay, you don't have to memorize legal texts and you don't have to make updates either. Those are mere worldly possessions. It's better to live slowly and not have a care in the world. As long as you are alive, you can just take it easy. Whether it's spring, summer, autumn, or winter, it doesn't matter how repetitive it is, it will be fine as long as your heart's content. Was that what you wanted to hear?"

"Pfft!" Leah's eyes were filled with mirth as she tilted her head to face him happily. "Yes, that's more like it. You should've told me that instead."

Ernest looked down at her, and indistinguishable emotions swirled in her eyes. "Well, what I said was true, you can do all of it."

Leah gazed at Ernest and let out a sudden sigh.

"Being numb from everything doesn't feel nice."

Ernest didn't know what to do. "You seem to understand it clearly. Why are you trying to numb yourself?"

Leah thought about it carefully before she spoke, "Because I really want to tell myself that all of this is wonderful, so wonderful in fact I don't have to think of anything else. It would be enough, it would be happiness.

If I think about it too hard, even the tiniest movement could break this trance. Once it's broken, I might not get the ending I want, and wouldn't that be depressing.

Even though I knew I was deceiving myself, I still wanted to feel numb. After all, everything is perfect in the world of self-deception.

This trance, at least, would be so beautiful that I'd never want to open my eyes.

Because I know that once I do, everything will fall short, so it'd be better if I was numb. Even if I knew it was a dream, I'd continue sleeping and I'd never want to wake up."

There was conflict in Leah's words as she spoke with melancholy. For some reason, it made Ernest's heart tremble.

Ernest looked at Leah's smiling face, but for some reason, he felt a trace of sorrow and vulnerability behind it.

For a moment, he didn't have the heart to look at Leah. He quickly turned away and refused to face her.

Perhaps Leah had noticed the way Ernest acted as soon as he looked away.

"Pfft!" She laughed again, and it sounded melodious and enchanting. "This is why it's good to feel numb sometimes. You won't break out of your trance. It's a deadlock, but it'll be a beautiful one."

Ernest frowned. He wanted to reach out and pull her up into a hug. However, he didn't do anything, but spoke instead.

"I'm tired of thinking all the time."

Leah laughed. "That's why I said it'd be nice to be a turtle, living a slow- paced life, nothing really terrible ever happens. Turtles are kind of blessed, as long as no bad changes happen to their shells, if trouble comes along they can just retreat into it. They can pretend to be dumb or sleepy and people will think they're cute regardless."

Only silence followed.

Leah continued to look at the turtles.

After a long, long while, she seemed to have heard Ernest's sigh. It was the type of sigh that was difficult to tell it's emotions apart.