Su Hanjiang, of course, did not understand. Instead, he reached out a large hand and scooped Ye Wan up.
But Ye Wan felt her legs go weak and she couldn't stand up, so she could only awkwardly hang on Su Hanjiang's arm.
And Su Hanjiang didn't shake her off either.
A surge of emotion welled up in Ye Wan's heart, and her ears felt as if they were burning.
But she still rationally explained, "I, I didn't mean to take advantage of you, I really couldn't stand up."
Su Hanjiang said, "I know."
His tone was too flat, as if he were talking about something extremely ordinary.
This wasn't the case before.
Making even the slightest flirtatious remark will result in a fight.
Ye Wan asked in confusion, "Master, aren't you angry with me?"
Su Hanjiang said, "What's it to blame you for?"
Ye Wan said, "I rolled on the ground just now, so my clothes are dirty."
Su Hanjiang: "..."
Without receiving a response, Ye Wan felt somewhat uncertain.
So, do you mind or not?
Even Ye Wan herself would get angry if someone else dirtied her clothes.
But, this shouldn't be considered something she made dirty, right?
Ye Wan asked, "Master?"
"division……"
Ye Wan was about to call out again, but was tightly hugged.
Su Hanjiang hugged her very tightly, and Ye Wan felt a lot of pain.
But this pain felt so blissful that she didn't want to take the picture.
She was afraid that if she patted it, it would fall apart.
Her ear was pressed against Su Hanjiang's chest, and she could clearly hear his frantic heartbeat.
Ye Wan thought she had misheard.
This chaotic, erratic heartbeat, like that of someone suffering a myocardial infarction, isn't it her own?
Can heartbeats be contagious?
Or is it...?
Ye Wan suddenly realized something and said with a worried expression, "Master..., have you taken the wrong medicine?"
Su Hanjiang's hands stiffened slightly, and even his heart skipped a beat, but he still didn't let go, only loosened his grip a little.
Then he mumbled, "No."
Ye Wan didn't believe it and asked again, "Then... then is it possession?"
This is utterly disrespectful, and in the past, Su Hanjiang would never have tolerated it.
Even if they weren't worried that Ye Wan would be stuck on the wall and unable to get it off, they would still kick her out.
But this time he answered seriously, "No."
Ye Wan paused slightly, then wrapped her arms around Su Hanjiang's lean waist.
First she praised how slender her waist was, then her mood suddenly changed, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she sobbed softly, "I understand now."
Su Hanjiang frowned slightly, certain that Ye Wan's claim of knowing was completely unbelievable.
If she could know that so easily, then she wouldn't be herself.
Although Su Hanjiang was a little anxious, he also understood that there was no use in being anxious when dealing with a little fool like Ye Wan.
If I were to confess my feelings to her directly, she would definitely brush me off with a joke.
People like Ye Wan, who are loved, cannot feel a sense of absolute security.
We need to treat her even better, much better.
Let her understand her own feelings.
She can't let anyone else uncover it for her.
This is similar to how animals shed their skin. If a person helps an animal shed its skin in the very beginning, it will not shed its skin on its own in the future.
The same applies to love. If Ye Wan only passively accepts love, she will never love anyone else.
If you can't love others, how can you know that everything others do for you is out of love?
She'll probably just think you're a good person.
Both loving and being loved are forms of happiness.
To possess both simultaneously is the ultimate goal.
The absence of any one of them would be a regret.
Su Hanjiang placed his large hand on Ye Wan's head and gently patted it.
I wonder what strange and wonderful things are going on in her little head.
"What do you know?"
Ye Wan sniffed, and said with considerable sadness:
"Master, are you going to die?"
"..."
Su Hanjiang had made preparations, but he was not completely ready.
What kind of associations did Ye Wan make to arrive at such a shocking conclusion?
Really...
Seeing that Su Hanjiang remained silent, Ye Wan pulled her arms closer together and said with great heartache:
"You don't need to deny it, that's how it's written in storybooks. People who are about to die are especially good to their loved ones, making up for past wrongs. Actually, that's not necessary. I willingly took all those beatings before!"
Su Hanjiang readily let go, but the person being hugged didn't realize it and remained nestled in his arms.
"Ye Wan, how much do you think your teacher owes you?"
His tone was much colder than before, and Ye Wan suddenly shuddered.
"Huh? Ah... um... there's no guilt involved, no beating is innocent."
Su Hanjiang said very generously, "No need for nice words, just tell your master how you want to make it up to me."
Ye Wan suddenly looked up, her eyes sparkling like stars:
"Really? Anything is fine?"
Su Hanjiang felt that if he responded, it might cause irreparable consequences.
But a promise made cannot be taken back.
He could only nod with difficulty.
Ye Wan hurriedly took a few steps back, as if she didn't recognize the person in front of her.
I looked at it several times, from top to bottom, back and forth.
She spoke quite solemnly, "Master..."
After calling out, Ye Wan paused again, making Su Hanjiang feel inexplicably nervous.
"Speak quickly if you have something to say."
Ye Wan lowered her head, looking very embarrassed.
“I’ve heard that only the closest people in the world can share this secret. I want to become the closest person to my master.”
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