Zhong Yong Zheng Told Me
With a cry, I lunged forward, knocking us both onto the floor.
Ye Yao Zu's arms reached up and cradled me to his chest as he lay on his back. I frantically kissed him, not sure if this was yet another dream, but I was not willing to live with regrets.
"Shhh," he whispered between kisses. "Everything is okay. You are in my arms. I can see you, I can hear you… and I can taste you."
"Ye Yao Zu!" I cried out, letting my head drop to his shoulder as my body shook with tears.
"That's me, Little Fox." He repeated his nickname for me over and over again as his hands stroked my back up and down.
"Is this real?" I asked after I managed to control my breathing.