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Xicheng Xun woke up, stepped out of her room, and ca downstairs.
She saw Chen Nuo sitting alone in the living room, a laptop—delivered at so unknown ti—in front of him.
Seeing Xicheng Xun descend the staircase, Chen Nuo rely tilted his head slightly, glancing at the girl. "Morning."
"What are you doing? This laptop is…"
"Just had soone bring it over. I'm checking the news online."
Chen Nuo shifted his position casually, but the angle at which he leaned happened to block Xicheng Xun's view of the screen.
"There's breakfast in the kitchen. Egg and ham sandwiches, and milk."
Xicheng Xun seed slightly disappointed. "You didn't make that delicious thing from yesterday?"
"...Hey, have the past couple of days been a little too kind? Have you forgotten you're a captive?" Chen Nuo laughed.
Xicheng Xun shot Chen Nuo an ungracious look—not nacing at all, rather, it held a hint of a young girl's adorable petulance.
The girl walked lightly into the kitchen, carried out breakfast, placed it on a small dining table not far from the coffee table by Chen Nuo's sofa, and began eating happily.
Chen Nuo looked down, continuing to scan the screen, occasionally tapping the keyboard.
The room lapsed into silence for a while before the girl spoke first.
"Is there any news?"
"Hmm?" Chen Nuo lifted his head.
"Didn't you say you were checking the news? What's in the news today?"
Chen Nuo smiled.
The girl is clearly just trying to make conversation.
Xicheng Xun's expression was slightly awkward. She turned her head to look out the window, as if to disguise her discomfort, and affected an easy tone. "Is anything interesting happening?"
Chen Nuo spoke nonchalantly. "Nothing new. The president of M Country, little Bush, ordered more troops to the Middle East. The International Space Station released its next phase of docking plans and also disclosed a couple of work photos of the astronauts currently in space."
"Over in RB, the World Cup organizing committee and FIFA are squabbling over delays in building the venues for next year's event."
"Oh, and there's the public's favorite topic—the Crown Princess Consort's belly. They're still discussing the royal heir inside her."
The news Chen Nuo ntioned were significant global events from that period in 2001.
The M Country President, troop deploynts to the Middle East, even the World Cup—Xicheng Xun had no interest in any of it.
She was a girl, after all.
However, the ntion of the current RB Crown Princess Consort's pregnancy, such royal gossip, did capture the attention of girls like Xicheng Xun.
It couldn't be helped; ordinary people naturally love gossip.
The story of this current RB Crown Princess Consort was sowhat tragic, considering the history Chen Nuo knew from his previous life: her husband, the Crown Prince, would eventually succeed his father to beco the new Emperor of RB, making her the Empress.
This Crown Princess Consort didn't co from a powerful or noble family, nor from an established clan or aristocratic lineage.
She was actually from a commoner family—albeit a well-off one. Her grandfather was a rchant, and her father a diplomat.
But compared to the royal family and the nobility, such a background was still considered commoner status.
This woman had been quite spirited in her youth—she spent her high school and university years in M Country.
A Harvard University graduate!
By the ti she was twenty-three, she had already entered the foreign ministry!
When she t the Crown Prince of RB at a diplomatic banquet, half of her twenty-three years had been spent overseas.
One could say she was different from the majority of traditional RB won of that era.
She was educated, had her own career aspirations, possessed an independent personality, and was heavily influenced by Western culture—as for her looks, she was quite striking in her youth.
However, she caught the Crown Prince's eye.
Faced with the Crown Prince's persistent courtship, the woman's response was: NO!
Her life goal was to be a diplomat, not to marry into the royal family and beco a doll displayed for public admiration.
Then, to avoid the Crown Prince, she chose to study abroad again, this ti heading to Britain.
She stayed away for several years.
However, the Crown Prince had his heart set on her and pursued her relentlessly. He even remained a bachelor for her sake, refusing to marry anyone else.
Even the Crown Prince's own younger brother, another royal prince, had already married, yet this Crown Prince still tirelessly pursued the woman.
Eventually, the royal family could no longer sit idly by.
The Crown Prince was not getting any younger.
Consequently, the royal family launched a persuasion campaign, led personally by the Emperor and Empress, and supported by a host of royals and governnt officials. They began to lobby the woman's father and family, exerting considerable pressure.
Finally, after evading him for a full seven years, at the age of thirty, the woman chose to marry the Crown Prince of RB.
This woman, with academic credentials from Harvard and Oxford and a fervent desire to be a diplomat, had to bow to pressure, abandoning her life plans and career pursuits to beco a housewife.
Albeit, the highest-status housewife in all of RB.
As everyone knew, the RB Emperor and the royal family had long been re figureheads. Within this group of figureheads, won held no real significance; they were rely decorative objects among the decorations.
After marrying the Crown Prince, the nation's primary concern beca when she would produce a royal heir.
However… it wasn't until 2001, when she was thirty-eight years old, that she finally beca a mother.
Before that, the nationwide attention and pressure from all over RB had nearly driven her insane.
And what was even more pitiable…
According to what Chen Nuo knew from his previous life, this woman would give birth to her only child this year, in 2001.
And it would be a girl!
Moreover, according to Chen Nuo's knowledge, even after she bore this daughter, the people throughout RB remained unsatisfied. They hoped the forty-year-old Crown Princess Consort would continue her efforts and produce more offspring for the royal family—preferably a boy, of course, as the future throne needed an heir.
Consequently, this woman lived in a state of depression; official announcents even ntioned her poor ntal condition on several occasions.
Before giving birth to her only daughter, from the mont she married until the child's birth, the pressure was so imnse that she never once visited her parents' ho. She rarely appeared in public. The RB Imperial Household Agency (the departnt responsible for royal affairs) canceled most of her public engagents, essentially to confine her to the palace, ensuring she fulfilled her role as Crown Princess Consort and, above all, her obligation to produce an heir, like a re instrunt of procreation…
One can only imagine the kind of life this seemingly distinguished Crown Princess Consort, the future Empress, endured within the royal household.
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Like all RB citizens, Xicheng Xun clearly took great interest whenever the Crown Princess Consort was ntioned.
However, her perspective revealed a asure of pity and sympathy for the woman.
All RB citizens actually knew that the Crown Princess Consort did not fancy the Crown Prince, and only after seven years of evasion did she reluctantly compromise due to imnse pressure from all directions.
"If it were , I would rather have never returned to RB," Xicheng Xun sighed.
Chen Nuo replied slowly with a smile, "Oh?"
"Of course. Staying in Britain, even relying on my own knowledge, I wouldn't starve. What's the point of returning to be a caged bird?"
Chen Nuo laughed. "Aren't you the one who dreams of a lazy life?"
"But being a Crown Princess Consort is too restrictive, constantly watched in every move and every word. Do you rember? During a New Year celebration event, both the Crown Prince and his wife attended. When it was ti for them to speak as honored guests, the Crown Princess Consort accidentally spoke three seconds longer than the Crown Prince."
"Just three seconds!"
"Afterwards, many newspapers criticized her for not following protocol!"
"It's terrifying!"
However, in the end, the flat-chested girl still revealed her true colors. "Besides, the Crown Prince isn't even good-looking! He's shorter than the Crown Princess Consort, his features aren't handso, and I hear his health isn't great either."
Okay, so what this girl really cares about is looks. Chen Nuo noted.
"So, if you were asked to beco the Crown Princess Consort, you would definitely refuse?"
"Of course not!!" Xicheng Xun exclaid without hesitation. "How could I possibly be willing to do sothing like that?"
"But you could be a salted fish, no longer needing to work hard. You could slack off with peace of mind."
"I've said it, I want freedom," Xicheng Xun said with disdain. "Although I yearn for lazy days, I'm not averse to working hard."
"I live every day with great effort!"
"And in the future, I will work hard too. As long as, in my personal life outside of my hard work, nobody controls or forces to do things, allowing to be lazy as I please—that's good enough for !"
"I'm the type who can work her butt off during work hours."
"But once I get ho after work, I just want to curl up and watch TV, and I definitely don't like anyone interfering with my life!"
"What about... love?" Chen Nuo asked with a smile.
"..." Xicheng Xun's face suddenly turned red, and she fell silent.
"I know, you seem to really like Kimura Takuya, right?"
"Yeah, but he's not young anymore, and he's married," Xicheng Xun shook her head. "People in the entertainnt industry aren't reliable; it's better to just admire them from a distance."
"The man I choose in the future must be like my father—responsible, big-hearted, capable, a real man!"
"Of course, he also has to be handso, just like my father!"
The two of them chatted away the morning like this, bantering over the gossip of the RB royal household.
Ti had gradually crept towards noon, but Xicheng Xun, whether intentionally or unintentionally, never ntioned it.
She even seed to have forgotten about lunch.
Engaged in pleasant conversation, they saw the clock pass twelve, and soon it would be one.
By all accounts, they had missed lunchti.
Chen Nuo also seed not to notice, patiently and amiably chatting about gossip with the young girl.
Gone was the frivolity and jest of their interactions from the past two days.
On reflection, there were even a few tis he had proactively told jokes to make her laugh.
Finally, when the wall clock pointed to one-thirty in the afternoon,
Chen Nuo slowly closed the laptop in front of him.
This action abruptly interrupted Xicheng Xun's enthusiastic chatter.
The girl glanced at Chen Nuo subconsciously, closed her mouth, and pressed her lips together tightly.
In fact, a pile of items in the living room was rather conspicuous.
In the corner were the heaps of various figurines, models, and toys that Chen Nuo had bought while shopping a couple of days prior.
When Xicheng Xun ca downstairs that morning, she had noticed that everything was already packed into two large suitcases, ready to be taken away at any mont.
Seeing the girl's silence, Chen Nuo sighed and stood up.
"Well, I'm getting hungry. Let cook another al for you."
"…"
"Although I also like to be lazy, my cooking is actually pretty good. Before I leave, let make you sothing I'm good at."
"…" Xicheng Xun still didn't speak, rely seed to bite her lip and stubbornly turned her head away.
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Chen Nuo put so thought into this belated lunch.
He rummaged through the fridge and found a box of handmade dumplings soone had bought the day before. He pan-fried them to make potstickers.
Then he sliced a couple of German sausages and fried them.
There was also so top-grade Wagyu beef that had been delivered earlier.
Chen Nuo extravagantly chose to make Beef Soup!
This grade of top-quality Wagyu could have been eaten raw as sashimi.
Using it for soup seed a bit of a waste of such excellent ingredients.
But such considerations didn't bother Chen Nuo.
He made a pot of rich Beef Soup, sprinkled with so chopped green onions, and then used this soup as a base to cook so ran noodles.
From start to finish, Xicheng Xun sat on the floor outside the kitchen, watching Chen Nuo work.
The girl would occasionally look out the window, then, when Chen Nuo wasn't looking, sneak glances at him.
By the ti this "lunch" was ready, it was almost half-past two.
The two ate their al in silence. By the ti they finished, it was already past three in the afternoon.
Xicheng Xun silently finished the last strand of ran, then picked up her bowl and sipped slowly, little by little, until the last drop of soup was gone.
Xicheng Xun put down her bowl, her eyes revealing a rare softness, helplessness, and bewildernt.
"You... are you about to leave?"
"Yeah, there's still a bit of ti," Chen Nuo hesitated. "If you want, I could actually stay for dinner as well."
Xicheng Xun's expression suddenly turned a bit odd. "So... that ans there's still so ti, right?"
"Yeah, you could say that."
"Then... would you accompany sowhere?"
Chen Nuo was startled, seeing the girl gazing at him, an unmistakable plea in her eyes.
"...Okay!" Chen Nuo nodded.
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Upon leaving, at Xicheng Xun's request, they declined the service of the car waiting outside.
Chen Nuo got on Xicheng Xun's bicycle, and with Xicheng Xun on the back seat, he pushed off.
Thus, shortly after three in the afternoon, they wobbled down a secluded lane in the bustling tropolis of Tokyo.
Following Xicheng Xun's directions, they slowly made their way to a small, slightly run-down martial arts dojo.
Chen Nuo stopped the bike, looking up at the sign:
Jiangchuan Dojo.
This is where Xicheng Xun works part-ti.
"You brought here to..." Chen Nuo frowned.
Xicheng Xun stood poised by the roadside, looking at Chen Nuo, a faint smile on her lips.
"I want you to go challenge them."
"Huh?"
"The master here is a very unpleasant lecher. I want you to go up there and beat him to a pulp for !"
Faced with the girl's request, Chen Nuo paused, then chuckled. "Why ?"
After a mont, Chen Nuo narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Xicheng Xun. "With your skills, even with one hand tied behind your back, you could easily put this dojo master straight into the ICU."
"Why don't you do it yourself?"
Xicheng Xun's expression beca complicated. She pursed her lips tightly and shook her head, her tone stubborn. "No. I want *you* to do this."
As she spoke, the girl even involuntarily adopted a subtly coquettish tone—not obvious, but it was there.
"Please, I'm begging you. This is my only request, please!"
Chen Nuo sighed.
Well, it's no big deal. Alright then.
With that, Chen Nuo began to lead Xicheng Xun inside.
"Ah, wait a minute!" Xicheng Xun imdiately hopped back two steps like a rabbit. "Don't act too familiar or close with ! You're here to issue a challenge, and I live nearby! I don't want to incur public anger."
"..." Chen Nuo shot Xicheng Xun an exasperated look.
Next, the two entered the dojo one after the other, Xicheng Xun in front, Chen Nuo following three steps behind.
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As they entered the training hall, the dojo master was indeed there.
Dressed in his training uniform, he was instructing so students along with a few other coaches.
In a cordoned-off area in one corner, so key students preparing for competitions were engaged in practical combat training.
In another part of the training ground, regular students were lined up, practicing basic movents under the guidance of several coaches.
When Xicheng Xun walked in, she quickly drew glances from many students.
Her popularity was genuinely good—or rather, her facade was very well maintained. Several coaches stopped, turned, and smiled at her. A few bolder male students even shouted her na.
Finally, the dojo master approached.
This was Chen Nuo's first ti seeing this dojo master. In his previous life, he had heard that this guy had harassed Xicheng Xun on several occasions in the early days. Although he never succeeded, he was an utterly disgusting individual.
He appeared to be in his forties, with an air of authority. His physique was well-maintained, clearly that of a martial artist.
It was said he had achieved so impressive results in his younger days.
The dojo master first approached Xicheng Xun. He had an air of authority, yet his concern seed deliberately feigned. He greeted her and then inquired why she had taken the previous day off work.
Xicheng Xun smiled gently and politely, observing all due courtesies as she thanked him for his greeting and concern, then offered a casual excuse of feeling unwell.
Finally, without waiting for the dojo master to say anything more, she politely submitted her resignation.
"The academic demands at school are becoming increasingly intense, and my priority is to complete my studies. Moreover, our family's financial situation isn't as strained as before, so I've decided to resign from my position here!"
After speaking, Xicheng Xun bowed. "Thank you for your care all this ti!"
The dojo master's face showed a hint of disappointnt—he didn't hide it well.
Such a fresh and spirited flower, and I hadn't managed to pluck it. So much at dangled before my mouth for months, yet I ultimately failed to take a big bite—what a pity.
However, this wasn't the first ti he had harassed a pretty female student.
Such things couldn't be done too obviously.
Though disappointed at his failure, he had no valid reason to refuse her resignation.
After a show of feigned reluctance, the dojo master sulkily agreed and then called over a staff mber to take Xicheng Xun through the handover procedures.
It was only then that the dojo master noticed Chen Nuo standing at the entrance of the training hall, his head tilted as he peeked inside.
"Hey! Who are you! Peeking around so impolitely!" the dojo master shouted authoritatively. Waving his hand, he added, "If you want to sign up as a student, go to the front desk outside and fill out a form! Don't just barge in here!"
Chen Nuo was standing at the entrance when Xicheng Xun, accompanied by another staff mber, ca out. They passed each other, and Xicheng Xun made a subtle, secretive gesture to Chen Nuo, as if to say, "Go for it!"
Chen Nuo rolled his eyes.
Sighing, he flexed his wrists and entered the training hall.
"Well, I'm in a hurry, so let's cut to the chase."
"I… am here to challenge the dojo."
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Xicheng Xun quickly completed the handover procedures and didn't return to the training hall to watch Chen Nuo thrash the dojo master.
There was simply no doubt about how that would end! If I, Xicheng Xun, could send that guy to the ICU with one hand and one foot tied, then Chen Nuo could probably send him to his next life with a single finger.
Xicheng Xun left the dojo, pushing her bicycle, and went straight to a nearby intersection, where she waited outside a convenience store.
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Indeed, it didn't take long for Chen Nuo to erge leisurely from the dojo.
Chen Yanluo stood by the road, glanced left and right, and spotted Xicheng Xun waiting by the convenience store in the distance. He smiled.
Hands in his pockets, he strolled casually towards Xicheng Xun.
As he approached, Xicheng Xun put her hands behind her back, kicking at the ground with the toe of her shoe, looking sowhat abashed.
"So… was it a success?"
"Just as you wished. His face is now swollen like a pig's head; it'll probably take ten days to two weeks for the swelling to go down. Plus, I've dislocated a few joints in his arms and legs."
"It wasn't so deep-seated hatred, so I didn't go overboard. These lessons should be enough for him to endure for a while."
"What's more… I stepped on his head in front of all the students and coaches in his dojo. Once word of that scene gets out, his dojo's business will probably plumt."
At that, the girl's eyes narrowed into two joyful crescent moons.
Suddenly, she extended the hands she had kept behind her back, holding two ice cream bars.
"You helped vent my anger, so I'll treat you to ice cream."
The ice cream bars were just ordinary milk-flavored ones, the kind RB high school students often ate—nothing fancy.
Side by side, they walked—Xicheng Xun pushed her bicycle while Chen Nuo sauntered beside her, one hand in his pocket, the other holding an ice cream bar he bit into leisurely.
"Actually, ever since that first evening I t you, I slowly started having a strange feeling," the girl said in a very gentle tone as they walked.
Chen Nuo slurped his ice cream.
"That feeling is... although you were initially harsh to and even kidnapped ... the more ti I spent with you, the more I felt..."
"Even though I don't know why you kidnapped , or why I beca your captive."
"But you never had any malice towards ."
"Even... I have this weird feeling, maybe it's my Sixth Sense."
"It's like... when you're with , the way you act... it clearly seems like you're protecting ."
Chen Nuo still didn't speak, continuing to slurp his ice cream.
Xicheng Xun wasn't irritated; her voice grew even softer. "At the hotel, although you were harsh, you never hurt or took advantage of ."
"After we went to my house, you treated to delicious food, played gas with , and we watched TV together."
"At night… I slept in the room upstairs."
"And you, for the past two nights, you actually slept on the sofa in the living room."
"And it wasn't because you were afraid I might run away."
"It was as if... as if you were afraid soone might hurt . To protect , you stood guard in my living room, sleeping on the sofa."
"I just have this strange feeling."
"Am I right?"
Xicheng Xun turned her head to look at Chen Nuo.
Chen Nuo still didn't speak, just slurped his ice cream.
"Even last night, when you took to that very strange place, and I said I wanted a Coke."
"Maybe that was very rude, and I feel like I embarrassed you there."
"But you still protected . You were worried I'd be embarrassed or uncomfortable, so you even told the others that you wanted a Coke too…"
The girl's voice suddenly dropped.
"Do you know? In my life, apart from you, only one other person has ever shown such a protective attitude toward ."
"When I was very little, my father bought paintbrushes to play with."
"I accidentally spilled the watercolors, getting them on my face and clothes."
"At that mont, I felt so embarrassed! Really embarrassed, and I knew the other children would laugh at ."
"That day, my father ca ho from work, saw how sad I was, and without a word, he picked up the watercolors and started playing with ."
"Moreover, he clearly did it on purpose, saring paint on his own clothes and face, making himself all ssy."
"I rember... that evening, my father and I completely forgot our embarrassnt and discomfort. We were just so happy, so incredibly happy, laughing together with him."
"My father, back then... that's how he carefully protected ."
Finally, Chen Nuo finished his ice cream. He tucked the stick away and turned to look at Xicheng Xun.
"I know you're leaving."
"I don't know where you're from, or how you ca to know , much less why you suddenly entered my life and why all these strange things happened these past three days."
"I also don't know who you are, what your na is, or what your connection to is…"
"I don't know any of it."
"But I do know that now, you're leaving."
"Right?"
The girl's eyes gradually reddened as she looked at Chen Nuo.
"Yes, it's ti for to go," Chen Nuo nodded.
"At least... can you tell your na?"
"..." Chen Nuo didn't speak.
It's not that I don't want to tell her, but I don't dare! he thought. There have been too many unexpected complications already! At ho, there's Li Malang from South Korea, and that Squatting Little Witch from Britain. And Sun CC… It's already too crowded! I really don't dare tell her my na! Xicheng Xun is actually a very smart girl… and moreover, she possesses a formidable strength completely at odds with her gentle appearance. This power is still in its initial awakening phase, rapidly growing stronger. She'll only beco more powerful in the future. Tell her my na? What if, like Firefly or Hummingbird, she traces back to Jinling? What then? Wouldn't No. 8 Middle School turn into a shelter for all the world's monsters, freaks, and neurotic kids? Can't say it! I daren't say it!
Seeing Chen Nuo remain silent, Xicheng Xun sighed.
"So, you can't even tell your na, can you?"
Chen Nuo remained silent.
The girl hesitated for a mont, then suddenly stopped walking.
"Actually, I've guessed a little bit," Xicheng Xun said slowly. "You... you're not actually from our country, are you?"
"Your Japanese, your Tokyo accent, is very standard, and your pronunciation is flawless."
"But, from our conversations over the past two days..."
"Especially today at ho, when we talked about those news stories about the Imperial family."
"I intentionally talked a lot with you, and I noticed a detail!"
"When you speak of the royal family, your tone, your perspective, it all cos from an outsider's point of view."
"It's as if... you're not from this country at all."
Chen Nuo smiled but didn't speak.
"So if you're not from RB, then... where are you from?"
"South Korean? You don't seem like one. The South Korean boys I've seen at school, exchange students, they all speak in an exaggerated way, always making a big fuss about everything."
"So... you must be Chinese, right?"
"Or from Taiwan? Or HK?"
Finally, Chen Nuo sighed. Looking into the girl's reddened eyes, his heart softened. He smiled and gently patted the girl's hair. "Why think so much?"
"We t by chance; now that our encounter is over, we part. Your life will return to normal, and you won't have any more dealings with ."
"Thinking too much, dwelling on things too much, not letting go... it only spoils the beauty of it."
Xicheng Xun bit her lip. The girl held her head high stubbornly, allowing Chen Nuo's hand to rest on her dark hair, but her gaze remained fixed on him.
"Just a na! I won't ask for anything else. I only beg you to tell a na, can you do that?"
"That way, whenever I think of you in the future, at least I'll have a na to hold onto in my heart, instead of just vaguely thinking of 'that person.'"
"So, please, I'm asking you. Just one na, okay?"
"..."
Chen Nuo looked at the stubborn girl in front of him.
He let out a soft sigh. "Alright."
He reached out and patted her head lightly.
"I can tell you a na I use in RB."
"Um... you can call ..."
"Zichuan Xiu."
Hearing this na, tears suddenly welled up and rolled down from the girl's large eyes.
"I know this must be another false na!"
"But since you've given it, I will cherish this na and rember it always!"
"You must rember it too! Even if it's just a na you made up on the spot, please, rember it well, okay?"
"From today on, I don't care what identity you have in front of others."
"But to , Xicheng Xun, in my heart, you are Zichuan Xiu!"
"...Mm."
At that mont, the two stood at a crossroads.
Xicheng Xun suddenly wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand, a cheerful smile blooming.
"I guess you won't be coming back ho with , will you?"
"Yes, that's right," Chen Nuo nodded in acknowledgnt. "I had planned to say goodbye right after accompanying you to the Martial Arts Hall."
"Then, what about the things at ho? Your toys, figurines, models, and all that…"
"Soone will go and collect them after we left. You don't need to worry," Chen Nuo sighed.
"...That's good!"
The girl bit her lip, but her smile did not fade.
Suddenly, she stepped back two paces and bowed deeply, earnestly.
"Xiu Sang!"
"Thank you for your care during these three days of our acquaintance!"
"Let us part here!"
After saying these words, the girl straightened up, then turned, pushed her bicycle, and ran off.
Chen Nuo stood still, watching Xicheng Xun leave until she turned the corner and her figure disappeared from sight.
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After turning the corner, Xicheng Xun finally let go of her bicycle, allowing it to clatter to the ground.
It was as if all the strength supporting her had drained away. She leaned against the wall, slowly sank down, and squatted on the ground, hugging her knees, tears once again streaming silently.
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Xiu Sang… Ah, Xiu Sang… Do you know why I insisted you personally deliver the punishnt to that dojo master who bullied ? Because… when I was very little, Father told sothing… He said that being protected… for that feeling to truly bring happiness… it has to be done by soone you truly care about…
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