Mo Chenxuan: "So you're my student, Bian. Hello."
Bian Lan: "Hello, Mr. Mo."
Bian Lan didn't know what to call him. She called him Mr. Mo Chenyu, so she called him Brother Mo, Mr. Mo.
Mo Chenyu exchanged a few pleasantries with his elder brother, then, ignoring Bian Lan, asked him, "What brings you here today, elder brother?"
Mo Chenxuan: "I've been in the capital for a while now, and I can't leave my family for long, so I should go back."
Mo Chenyu's mood wasn't particularly good upon hearing this, but since the farewell was expected, he wasn't particularly surprised or saddened.
"Big brother has set a date to go back."
"We will set off back tomorrow."
"Is there anything else you need to tell me, brother?"
Mo Chenxuan looked at Lan beside him; with her there, it wasn't easy to say anything.
Mo Chenyu said, "Brother, please speak freely. Bian Lan is not an outsider."
Mo Chenxuan felt that his younger brother trusted him, his student, very much, while Bian Lan couldn't help but feel secretly delighted. So she wasn't an outsider, then she was... an insider?
If Bian Lan still had a little child in her heart, she would definitely be spinning around in place.
That made her so happy.
Not an outsider...
wife……
Seeing that his younger brother had said this, Mo Chenxuan no longer avoided Bian Lan. His younger brother was not very old, probably not much older than Bian Lan, his student. Although they were teacher and student, he felt that they were more like friends and confidants than brothers.
"I'm leaving. Mo Ting has taken good care of you, but you're not young anymore, it's time to think about your own marriage..."
Before Mo Chenxuan could finish speaking, Mo Chenyu interrupted him: "Brother, there's no need to mention this anymore. I have no desire to marry in this life."
Mo Chenxuan glanced at him and sighed inwardly.
Forget it, forget it, I can't persuade you, I'll talk to you later.
Bian Lan listened from the side, but her thoughts drifted far away.
She didn't even know when Mo Chenxuan left. Mo Chenyu asked, "Bian Lan, what's wrong? Why are you spacing out?"
Mo Chenyu's tone was gentle, even carrying a hint of tenderness that he himself could hardly perceive.
Bian Lan snapped out of her reverie and shook her head: "Why are you unwilling to marry, sir?"
Although she liked him, she knew that it was impossible for them to be together, and she probably would never marry anyone in her life. When she heard Mo Chenyu say that he did not want to get married, she was secretly delighted.
But after her initial delight, she felt that someone as good as him shouldn't be lonely for the rest of his life; someone like him should have a gentle and considerate girl by his side.
During the day, someone cares about his three meals a day; at night, someone warms his bed and tucks him in; in the summer, someone fans him to cool him down; and in the winter, someone adds clothes and charcoal for him.
Mo Chenyu smiled and said, "What? Bian Lan really wants me to get married?"
She naturally didn't want that, but she also didn't want him to be like this. Humans are just contradictory.
"Sir, you are a man of noble character and integrity, worthy of the admiration of a fine young lady."
Mo Chenyu was taken aback. Did he really look like a good girl?
He really wants to ask now, does he also admire a good girl like her?
But he couldn't bring himself to ask; he had something to say but couldn't, something he couldn't express.
"Bian Lan is joking. With my leg like this, arranging a marriage would only delay the girl's chance."
If Mo Chenyu were still able to walk, he would risk his life to beg for Bian Lan to become his wife. But he was unable to walk, and he even selfishly thought that this was for the best. Although the two of them could not love each other, they could remain unmarried for life, which would be another kind of mutual understanding and companionship.
He would be her teacher for life. After she completed her apprenticeship, he would work as her teacher at the academy, so they could see each other every day until the end of their lives. This would be a different kind of companionship until they grew old together.
Bian Lan was displeased upon hearing this. In her heart, Mo Chenyu deserved the best, the most beautiful girl, and the most virtuous and gentle girl.
"Sir, it is not right for you to belittle yourself. You do not go out often, so you probably do not know how your classmates evaluate you. They always say that you are gentle and refined, a gentleman, elegant and graceful, and a man of exceptional talent, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people. In my opinion, there is no one more worthy of marriage than you."
Mo Chenyu blushed after hearing her words. There was nothing happier than being praised like that by the girl he liked.
However, his rationality returned after the happiness, and he couldn't resist.
His leg won't heal; he's a cripple. It's better not to hold her back. It's fine as it is.
"Bian Lan really knows how to talk."
...
"Bian Lan, shall we go take a shower together?"
Bian Lan quickly shook his head: "Brother Zhang, you go first. I'm not in a hurry to wash up. I still have some things to finish."
"Oh, then I'll go first." Brother Zhang asked casually, without any other intention.
"Okay, you should go now."
Although Bian Lan could have a room to herself, she had to use the communal public bathhouse to take a shower. The only thing that comforted Bian Lan was that at least the showers were private. However, what didn't comfort her was that even in the private showers, there were still some unruly people walking around in the showers, dressed in very little clothing.
Wearing just a shirt would be fine, but the problem is that she heard some people like to come out naked, which scared Bian Lan so much that she only goes into the shower when no one is around.
About half an hour later, when there were hardly any people around, Bian Lan took her clothes and bathing supplies and went to the public bathhouse.
Then he sneaked back.
When she came back, her hair was still wet and disheveled. She ran into Mo Chenyu, who was out that evening. He was alone, and Mo Ting wasn't with him.
Both of them were stunned.
"Why aren't you sleeping in your room at this hour, sir?"
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