She was asking if he was there or not?!
Jian You looked up and glared at the man above her head, but... looking at the perfect face so close, Jian You silently withdrew, almost kissing him...
Xuan Mo Han took in her subtle expression, finding it amusing. He decided not to tease her further; he had just smelled her familiar scent again and couldn't resist wanting to stay with her a little longer.
As soon as Xuan Mo Han put her down, Jian You darted several meters away, maintaining a distance. She then glared fiercely at him, no different from a cat dressed in a tiger costume...
She then turned to go out for some fresh air. Her mood had been uneasy since she heard they were at a cemetery.
To her surprise, in the time it took her to turn, a large hand from behind grabbed her again.
"Xuan Mo Han, what do you want..."
Jian You couldn't control her temper. After struggling a few times without success, she looked up intending to scold him, only to find Xuan Mo Han looking at her with an expression she couldn't understand.
Given his serious demeanor, Jian You patiently asked him, "What exactly do you want?" After speaking, she gestured with her chin towards his hand.
"You're coming in with us."
Without waiting for Jian You's reaction, Xuan Mo Han pulled her inside. Jian You tried to break free, but it was useless. It angered her; was this man her nemesis?
However, as they walked closer, Jian You's chest began to feel constricted, and she paid no mind to Xuan Mo Han. The three children had been following behind them in silence since they entered.
Xuan Mo Han stopped at the largest tombstone, took the flowers from Li An, and placed them on it. The children also walked forward.
Jian You, at the very back, saw the photograph on the tombstone without needing to stand in front. The deceased was: Tong Mu Qing.
Tong Mu Qing, Tong Mu Qing...
In that instant, Jian You's vision blurred, and her mind became chaotic, on the verge of exploding. She felt as though she knew this woman but couldn't recall who. The impact of the information made her so unsteady that she could barely stand.
This woman... wasn't she... alive?
Jian You shook her head blankly, her expression lost and heart-wrenching. The next moment, she clutched her aching heart and stumbled outwards.
She walked to the nearest tree outside, and Jian You could no longer control herself. Leaning against the trunk, she slowly slid to the ground, tears streaming down her face, her chest filled with a dense pain.
She gasped for air, but it did nothing to alleviate the pain in her heart. The next second, her vision went black, and she fainted onto the ground, only to be caught in a warm embrace.
He reached out a large hand, gently wiping the tears from her face, then held her tightly in his arms. Her face was pressed against his rapidly beating heart.
So... if not, why would you be so sad...
As the unconscious Jian You's mind, a gentle woman quickly appeared, the same woman from the photograph. She smiled tenderly at her, "Qian Qian, come and eat..."
There were many such scenes, of the woman waiting warmly for her return, and her every moment with another girl. Then, like a stone falling into a lake, all the beauty was scattered...
Jian You opened her eyes to the flowing scenery outside the window, and the ever-receding... cemetery.
She kept looking in that direction, unable to look away. After a long time, she finally withdrew her gaze and looked around, only then realizing she was lying in Xuan Mo Han's arms.
She sat up and moved to the seat beside him, then looked out the car window in silence...
"Are you still feeling unwell?"
Xuan Mo Han's deep, clear eyes stared at the back of the woman's head as he asked a question whose meaning only he could grasp.
Why should she feel unwell? She was just a cold person, cold in demeanor and heart. Jian You had no desire to dwell on what she was escaping within her heart.
"It's just... the wound has relapsed..."
Her voice, when she spoke, was hoarsely unrecognizable.
Xuan Mo Han didn't expose her. However, what she said wasn't entirely wrong. He had just asked Li An and learned that she had been shot before coming here, the bullet a mere inch from her heart. And he himself, two days ago...
Thinking this, Xuan Mo Han couldn't help but regret his decision. Why had he made that choice back then? If she truly was..., then he would never forgive himself. He would... stay with her.
Xuan Family Old Residence
Luo Qin Lan sat on the sofa, filled with anxiety. It was past school dismissal time, and the children hadn't returned. She had called the driver, only to have her own son answer.
When she asked if they would return, the driver had replied that Mo Han hadn't given any instructions, leaving her feeling uncertain. She could only wait here. Time ticked by, and the sky outside had already darkened, yet they still hadn't appeared.
Luo Qin Lan assumed they wouldn't be back, especially Mo Han. He rarely visited the children and had never mentioned staying overnight.
Just as she was thinking of asking a servant to bring in the dishes, the sound of a car engine came from outside, and a blinding light shone in. Luo Qin Lan immediately stood up and rushed to the door to greet them, so excited she was lost for words.
As soon as she reached the doorway, she saw her son, whom she rarely had the chance to see. Tears immediately welled up in her eyes, "Mo Han..." Even if he ignored her, she was happy he had returned.
As Jian You got out of the car, she dodged Xuan Mo Han's hand and stood to the side. After they went inside, she headed towards her room.
"Where are you going? It's time for dinner."
As if he had eyes behind him, Xuan Mo Han turned back and grabbed her arm as Jian You changed direction.
With Xuan Mo Han's exclamation, everyone turned to look at them.
Jian You lowered her head, looking at the fair, slender hand. She really wanted to chop it off...
Why was he bothering her today?
"I don't want to eat. I'll go back to my room first..."
Before Jian You could finish speaking, Xuan Mo Han pulled her towards the dining room. "You haven't recovered yet, you can't skip a meal!"
Jian You truly felt a headache coming on. Had he made such a domineering decision after consulting her?
Furthermore, she usually ate in the side hall. Why was this man pulling her directly to eat here?
Until she was pressed into a chair, Jian You still didn't understand what was going on with Xuan Mo Han. He and she were the only ones sitting at this large dining table, and he had even asked a servant to serve rice, and... scooped up many dishes...
Jian You stared dumbfounded as Xuan Mo Han placed a small mountain of a rice bowl in front of her, filled with meat...
"Eat!"
Jian You looked around. Seeing Xuan Mo Han's unrefusing expression, she wondered, does he always act like this at home?
"Stop looking. You eat first, don't mind them."
Then, Jian You saw Xuan Mo Han make another move...
"This soup is still somewhat nutritious. You can have a little. I'll have someone stew a more nourishing soup for you tomorrow."
"..."
Xuan Mo Han, are you poisoned or something?