It was like a sudden thunderclap striking on a clear day, Yan Xinxin felt as if her head had been hit by an electric current.
At the very mont Mo Chuxi said those words, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning. A numb and painful sensation triggered chaotic and fragnted mories to flood her mind!
"Brother Xi, today Yuan wants to eat peaches."
"Then we’ll go to the orchard to pick so."
...
"Wow, we’re going for a hike today, Yuan wants to hold Brother Xi’s hand!"
"Co."
The boy’s refined brows were painted with a warm, tender smile.
She reached out her hand, and soon it was enveloped in his palm with care and affection.
...
"Brother Xi, don’t be scared! Yuan will co to save you right away!"
"Don’t co over! Qianyuan, stay back!"
"No! Yuan won’t leave Brother Xi alone!"
"Yuan—"
"Ah—"
The boy’s final, heart-wrenching cry caused Yan Xinxin’s head to ache so intensely that she let out a scream.
She held her aching head with both hands, her face pale as she curled up into Mo Chuxi’s embrace.
"I’m not, I’m not..."
She murmured in a daze, her heartbeat spiraling out of control.
Mo Chuxi quickly reached out and hugged her tightly, trying to soothe her emotions.
"Yan Xinxin..."
"I’m not, I won’t be Mu Qianyuan, you’re lying to ! Mo Chuxi, you’re lying to !"
Yan Xinxin forcefully broke out of Mo Chuxi’s arms, intending to leave, but accidentally fell to the floor.
Seeing the deep and shallow marks on her own body, she hastily grabbed a blanket to cover herself in panic.
Mo Chuxi reached for a robe and draped it over himself, his tall figure standing before her like a noble and imposing king.
"Yan Xinxin, you are."
As he spoke, he crouched down, reaching out to hold her shoulders.
"You’re not Yan Xinxin, your real na is Mu Qianyuan. You’ve belonged to since childhood."
"You’re lying!"
Yan Xinxin’s eyes burned with fury, unable to accept his words.
"So that’s why you slept with ? I won’t be Mu Qianyuan, I’m not! Even if I am, you can’t disregard my feelings and treat like this!"
She lifted her tear-filled eyes, accusing and reprimanding him.
"Why did you treat like that five years ago, and now still want to treat this way? You say you like . But is this what liking soone really ans?"
Seeing her tearful, trembling appearance, his heart clenched painfully.
"Yan Xinxin, stop running away. You are my Little Qianyuan."
He reached out to grasp her hand.
Yan Xinxin, avoiding him, shrank back, wrapping herself tightly in the blanket and retreating to the corner of the bed.
Her delicate face looked completely drained of color, devoid of vitality.
"I did sleep with you. I couldn’t control my desire for you. But I did ask for your consent—you said you were willing."
"What are you saying?"
Last night, he had sought her consent?
Yan Xinxin stared at him in disbelief, unable to fathom. His handso face showed nothing but sincerity, even his gaze was serious.
"Yuan, think carefully about the past two days. Have you been happy, have you been joyous with Brother Xi?"
Mo Chuxi’s words made Yan Xinxin freeze instantly, her expression filled with astonishnt, and her water-laden eyes seed lost in thought.
Seeing her quiet down and obediently start recalling the events of the past two days, Mo Chuxi slowly leaned closer, taking her hand and holding it gently within his own.
Because she was his beloved Yan Xinxin, he could be accommodating; and because she was his most cherished Little Qianyuan, he could be infinitely patient in guiding her.
"Yuan, I am the Brother Xi you love the most. Don’t forget Brother Xi, okay?"
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