"Because I wanted to give you a surprise, and I was afraid you'd find out, so I was hiding from you every day..."
When Yuan Xuan heard her answer and explanation, a flood of emotions surged in his heart.
He took a step forward, took her hand and gently pulled her into his arms, tightening his arms around her.
Yuan Nan'an was held in his arms, startled for a moment, his face slightly hot. He raised his head and asked softly, "Cousin...are you still angry?"
Although she still doesn't understand why Yuan Xuan is angry.
Yuan Xuan chuckled softly, his chest vibrating slightly with the laughter, then he slowly let go of her and looked down at her.
The soft light in his eyes was like a warm spark against the backdrop of the night and fireflies, and it was completely ignited at this moment.
He shook his head gently, with a hint of pampering in his voice.
"I'm not angry anymore... I'm happy."
Yuan Nan'an looked at him, blinked, and then smiled, his eyes curved into crescents.
"That's good."
…
When we returned to the general's mansion, it was already late at night.
Yuan Xuan pushed open the door. The room still looked the same as when he left in the afternoon. Even the mess scattered on the floor had not been touched.
His eyes fell to the ground, and his gaze stopped on the thing he had casually swept down.
He was stunned for a moment, walked over and squatted down. It was a book.
He picked up the book and opened it, and the page happened to be lying on an illustration page.
It was a simple and elegant picture - a boy and a girl stood side by side in the painting. The boy had handsome eyebrows and eyes, and his gaze was calm and gentle; the girl had a lively expression and a smile in the corners of her eyes.
A gentle breeze blew by, and the two people's clothes fluttered, as if frozen in a quiet yet thoughtful moment.
His eyes slowly moved to the top of the page and saw the title of this chapter -
"Love"
Yuan Xuan looked at these two words quietly, his heart trembling slightly, as if a ray of light illuminated the complicated emotions of the past few days.
The heavy irritability and the uneasy throbbing seemed to be revealed at this moment.
He closed the book gently, ran his fingers over the cover, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.
The moonlight from outside the window poured into the room, reflecting on the dagger on the table, emitting a cold light.
He murmured softly:
"I see……"
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