As Jiang Shaoze listened to Jiu Nanxun's angry and aggrieved shouts, he remained stunned. Only one sentence echoed in his ears, deafeningly loud—"I love you."
"Xiao Xun, are you telling the truth?" Jiang Shaoze gripped her shoulders tightly. He had never heard Xiao Xun say this before, never.
"See, you've never believed me! My friends, whether male or female, are just friends, but you don't believe me. I told you I like you, and you didn't believe me either. That's just how you are. Have you never believed anyone?"
Jiang Shaoze nodded, "Yes, I never trust anyone, but Xiao Xun, it's not that I don't trust you, I'm just afraid..."
"If you leave me, I will have nothing left."
Ku Nanxun clutched her hair in despair and buried her face in her knees. "You're always like this."
He made himself look incredibly pitiful, as if she were his salvation, so that she didn't even have the courage to turn around and leave.
"Xiao Xun, don't hurt yourself. If you're in pain, just hit me." Jiang Shaoze took her hand away, looked at her, and smiled innocently on his fair face. "Xiao Xun, I'm so glad you love me. You still have feelings for me. You can't bear to part with me, right?"
Tears blurred her vision. Jiu Nanxun looked at Jiang Shaoze, still wanting to cry, but remained silent.
Jiang Shaoze got up and sat on the sofa, pressing Jiu Nanxun's head onto his shoulder. "Xiao Xun, if you feel unwell, rest for a while. I'll stay with you."
Jiu Nanxun wiped her tears on his clothes, crying harder and harder, completely unable to stop, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered over the past few years.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but the girl on his shoulder became very quiet. Jiang Shaoze called out softly, "Xiao Xun?"
After a few seconds, Kunan Xun responded softly.
Would you like some soup?
Jiu Nanxun nodded. She could never refuse anything cooked by Jiang Shaoze.
Jiang Shaoze gently helped her lean back on the sofa. The hot soup on the table had cooled down, so he went to get another bowl.
When Jiang Shaoze brought the soup to Jiu Nanxun's lips with a spoon, she took the bowl away herself, saying, "I have my own hands."
She silently finished her bowl of soup. When Jiang Shaoze asked her if she wanted more, she shook her head and looked to the side where two large bowls were placed in two small cups.
“Jiang Shaoze.” Jiu Nanxun looked at him.
Her eyes, washed clean, shone brightly like those of a small animal, looking at him with a pitiful expression.
Jiang Shaoze swallowed slightly, avoiding her gaze, and said, "Mm."
"If you can eat these two, will you be my boyfriend?"
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