Tears welled up uncontrollably again. This time, they were no longer desperate cries, but like a flood bursting its banks, carrying the immense impact of surviving a catastrophe and a kind of... indescribable grievance and dependence.
"Really...really?" Her voice trembled uncontrollably, tears blurring her vision, and she could only stare intently at Xiao Xun's cold, hard face, which appeared somewhat blurred in the tears.
Xiao Xun watched her tears flow freely, saw the undisguised vulnerability, hope, and... a hint of dependence, almost like a fledgling bird, in her eyes that she herself hadn't even noticed. His fingers, gripping the carriage curtain, tightened almost imperceptibly. Something seemed to flash swiftly across the depths of those unfathomable eyes, so fast that it was impossible to catch.
He didn't answer her trembling question, but instead looked away, his voice returning to its usual coldness, carrying a tone that seemed to be ending the conversation: "Go back. Do what you're supposed to do."
The carriage curtain fell, blocking Xin Jiuwei's tear-blurred vision.
The dark carriage slowly started moving and drove away from the intersection.
Xin Jiuwei remained standing there, tears silently streaming down her face. She clutched the jar of ointment Lin Wanyi had given her, and also Xiao Xun's cold yet incredibly heavy promise.
Arrives within three days.
That's what he said.
A tremendous, almost unbearable exhaustion and... an indescribable sense of relief instantly overwhelmed her. She finally couldn't hold on any longer, her body swayed, and Xin Kui, who had rushed over, caught her.
"Miss……"
Xin Jiuwei leaned against Xin Kui, watching the direction where Xiao Xun's carriage had disappeared, tears still streaming down her face. The weight in her heart hadn't completely disappeared, but the fear and despair that had been enough to crush her was finally held up firmly by a cold yet solid force.
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