"Why are you crying again?"
Hearing the voice, Wen Xiao’ai froze, her sobbing abruptly stopped. She hastily wiped away her tears and, seeing Jun Moyan appear before her, imdiately hugged him.
"Wah, wah, Jun Moyan, where did you go..."
"I went to buy the food you like. Why did you finish showering so quickly?" Jun Moyan lifted a hand to touch the back of her head.
She used to take a long ti in the shower; she’d play in the bathtub for ages and sing for half the day.
"I thought you left and went back to Huiwu Garden by yourself, wah..."
"Don’t you have a phone? I just taught you how to use it the other day, and you already forgot?"
"Wah..."
Wen Xiao’ai didn’t say anything, she just hugged him tightly and cried non-stop.
People passing by, and those in the hotel lobby poked their heads out to watch the scene at the door.
Once Wen Xiao’ai had cried enough and her emotions stabilized, Jun Moyan helped her upstairs again and used a towel to wash her face.
Seeing her eyes swollen from crying, Jun Moyan felt a deep ache in his heart.
"Jun Moyan..."
Wen Xiao’ai called out to him again, and tears surged up once more.
Jun Moyan put the towel aside, reached out to cup Wen Xiao’ai’s face, and gently kissed her smooth forehead.
He comforted her softly, "There, don’t cry anymore."
"Do you still like ?"
Jun Moyan smiled, a smile filled with bitterness and helplessness: "I do."
"Will you ever not want ?"
"I won’t."
"You’re not allowed to lie again, and don’t ever say those things again."
"Okay."
After soothing Wen Xiao’ai, Jun Moyan let her eat outside while he went to shower.
Jun Moyan stood under the showerhead, one hand on the wall, head bowed, eyes closed, brows furrowed, letting the cold water pour down on him.
Yet no matter how cold the water was, it couldn’t match the coldness in his heart at that mont.
The hand propped against the wall slowly tightened into a fist, mirroring the tangled complexity in his heart.
Jun Moyan didn’t know how long he stood under the shower. It seed as though he had thought many thoughts, and yet, perhaps none at all.
Because when he finally turned off the shower, wiped away the water indifferently, and got dressed, his mood was hardly different from when he entered the bathroom.
Still just as heavy, lost, and helpless.
He stood in front of the mirror for a long ti, finally rembering that Wen Xiao’ai might still be waiting outside, so he opened the door.
Only to see a little figure crouched outside the bathroom door.
Wen Xiao’ai saw the bathroom door open and hurriedly stood up.
Yet because she had been squatting for too long, and stood up too quickly, she felt dizzy for a mont and fell backward as soon as she got up.
But more importantly, it was because of the injury to her knee.
Jun Moyan was quick to act, stepping forward to support the falling Wen Xiao’ai.
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai weary and waiting until she nearly fell asleep, Jun Moyan belatedly realized he had indeed stayed in the bathroom for a long ti.
Usually, if he was in the bathroom for ten minutes, she’d call out to him, but this ti...
"Why didn’t you call ?"
Jun Moyan glanced at the coffee table in front of the sofa, where several untouched bags of food were placed.
Even the food she loved most, she hadn’t touched.
"I... I was afraid you’d be angry. I’ll be good from now on."
Looking at her cautious deanor, Jun Moyan couldn’t bear it in his heart.
"Rember, you are the Princess; don’t ever lower yourself to please anyone, because no one deserves that, including ."
When soone who is dignified sacrifices their pride for you, it’s sothing to be proud of. But if it’s soone you love, seeing them compromise like this only makes your heart ache.
"Jun Moyan, I don’t want to be a Princess, I just want to be your Xiaoguai."
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