57. The Moon Hides the Egret
◎“Warm and cozy, I’ll always be yours.” [Double update combined]◎
Shang Xinuan leaned her head against Li Xiran's chest, and with a slight tilt of her neck, she could hear his heartbeat.
He was heartbroken, heartbroken beyond measure.
It seemed even more heartbreaking than when he lost his parents in his childhood, so he kept gently stroking Shang Xinuan's back.
"Were you afraid during those days?" He held her like a broken piece of jade, something others scorned and avoided, but he treasured. He disregarded any potential profit, only wanting to heal her past wounds once more.
Shang Xin's eyelids began to sting. She had thought she had long since let go of the past. But when she returned to Paris and looked at the glamorous Seine and the exquisite Louvre, she felt no sense of belonging to her childhood.
The only memories Shang Chenshu could recall, besides the dark, enclosed room, were of her frequent emotional breakdowns.
This was her childhood—repressed and broken.
Without the Shang family as a pillar, in this romantic and passionate city, the five-year-old girl would truly be a drifter on the streets.
“I wasn’t afraid before.” She frowned, her arms tightly wrapped around Li Xiran’s back. “Now I’m afraid.”
Looking back on their fates, the chance for her and Li Xiran to fall in love was as slim as a spark.
Even if their destinies had deviated even slightly, they would never have met in the pavilions and flower terraces of Shanghai.
“Li Xiran, we almost missed out.” If Shang Chenshu and Anya hadn’t given birth to them, if the Shang family and Chen Shaoyi hadn’t chosen to bring them back to Shanghai.
The turning point of fate will only separate the two lonely and helpless children in the crowd.
Or perhaps, they would meet in other ways. But she couldn't believe it; after all, the chance of two people falling in love is only one in a billion.
Just as Li Xiran once told her in the desert, life is not like a movie, where if you miss something even for a moment, you can never get back the perfect encounter.
After that, separated by the vast ocean of life, all that remained besides regret was a deep sense of remorse.
Upon hearing this, Li Xiran suddenly chuckled softly, his sigh becoming even gentler, "Is the young lady perhaps destined to miss out on me?"
Her life and Li Xiran's life seem to be out of sync.
Shang Xinuan had a miserable childhood, but a lucky tide swept her into the world of luxury, allowing her to become a wealthy young lady that everyone envied.
Although Li Xiran lacked a father's love in his childhood, Anya was a mother with remarkably stable emotions. He witnessed his mother's strength, which enabled him to survive the turning points in his life. Moreover, he lived a clean, upright, courageous, and resourceful life.
“I’m actually insecure. Sometimes I can’t even tell if people are crowding around me because they like me, or just because my surname is Shang.” She bit her lip, her brows furrowing even more. “Li Xiran, can you understand what it feels like to be pursued by many people, to be liked by many people, but at the same time to be betrayed?”
Before high school, she always felt that she had many friends.
She wasn't so convinced that Yu Jiayue's pursuit was incompatible with her; it was just that she didn't want to be distracted during the crucial senior year of high school.
But at her birthday party that year, Shang Xinu overheard several friends she considered very close whispering behind her back.
“If it weren’t for her surname being Shang, I wouldn’t play with her at all. In the end, she’s just a lowly illegitimate daughter who can’t be presented to the public.”
“I never liked her in the first place. It was my parents who insisted that I get along with her, hoping to use this opportunity to climb into the Shang family. But she's so arrogant and won't even give me a chance to be introduced. It's such a waste of all the kindness I've shown her.”
"Who does she even think she is? She doesn't even care about guys like Yu Jiayue who are pursuing her."
"It really defies my worldview that Yu Jiayue could be interested in her. He's the son of a high-ranking official, how could he be interested in an illegitimate daughter?"
"Maybe his parents taught him that too."
Their laughter was so sweet, yet it was full of irony at that moment.
Shang Xinuan almost felt dizzy. Just half an hour ago, the group was hugging her, calling her "baby," and giving her gifts.
After their once inseparable bond was broken, she no longer had the courage to even step forward and argue or question them.
Like a seemingly flamboyant hedgehog, yet with a heart so soft and vulnerable.
"Warmth," Li Xiran said softly, "Everyone has a period of immense pain that others cannot truly understand."
“What’s even more cruel is that pain itself cannot be truly felt. It can crush you, or it can become the energy that inspires you to be strong. I’m just glad that my little girl is brave.”
Faced with the girls' taunts behind her back, she deliberately made footsteps to startle the crowd.
He still sent a generous return gift as a present for their attendance at his birthday party.
What may have seemed like a cowardly compromise was actually a form of courage—the ability to suppress one's temper.
No one is born noble, nor is anyone born humble.
Her background was not fortunate, but as compensation, heaven sent her back to the Shang family.
“That’s why I wanted to come to Paris. Everyone says it’s so romantic, the best city to find love.” Shang Xin’s eyes gradually blurred with tears. “I don’t want such a romantic place to become my nightmare. Since I can’t change the past, I’ll relive it all.”
"To go through it all with the person I love most, to personally tear up everything from the past and put on the totem that belongs to a princess."
After all, she was Shang Xinuan of the Shang family.
She wasn't just raised in luxury; she also accompanied Shang Zun to various prestigious events and was the real driving force behind the rise of the Li family.
Even if a young lady's vase is an ornamental and valuable piece of furniture, it is still an antique with the potential to appreciate in value.
On the deserted streets, Li Xiran's heart felt as if it had been shattered once again. "Don't be afraid anymore, I will always be with you."
If he can't empathize, then compensate him double.
Anyway, he has only ever loved this one girl in his entire life, and he only wants to love her for the rest of his life.
"Li Xiran, I was never afraid during the time you were here." She firmly believed that once the darkness was torn apart, there was nothing left to fear.
Now, she has an even stronger shield to protect her.
Just then, an elderly couple walked across the street.
The two men saw them standing on the street corner embracing and looked over with loving expressions.
Shang Xinuan, who always consciously observed proper etiquette in front of her elders, shyly broke free from Li Xiran's embrace. "It's a pity I don't know French, otherwise I could have asked these grandpa and grandma."
Although Li Xiran let go of Shang Xinuan, he still held her hand. "I'll ask."
To her surprise, Li Xiran took out the note from his pocket, walked towards the elderly couple, and asked fluently, "Excuse me, do you know this place?"
The elderly couple looked at the note and exchanged glances. They first whispered to confirm before looking at Li Xiran and saying, "This place was demolished ten years ago. Who are you?"
Li Xiran first translated the elderly couple's answer for Shang Xinuan, then put his arm around her waist and said, "This is my girlfriend's childhood home, and we hope to visit it again."
The elderly couple exchanged a smile and said, "That's a real pity. But after this place was demolished, it was quickly turned into a park. You just need to keep walking along this road and turn left at the crabapple flower wall, and you'll see it soon."
After thanking him, Li Xiran asked again, "Is the old church here still there?"
"Parisians would not allow the church to be demolished, so it was renovated and is now very beautiful."
Having received a reply, Li Xiran and Shang Xinuan bid farewell to the elderly couple.
The two then continued on their way, following the directions given by the elderly couple.
Until they bypassed the wall of crabapple blossoms, everything was like Pandora's box.
Just a sea of flowers away, the streets of France suddenly became bustling.
The streets, a deep yellow, are lush and green, and the fragrance of flowers is even more intense.
The first thing that caught their eye was the church that Shang Xinuan had mistakenly wandered into, but it had changed.
The ivory-white European-style carved stone pillars make it appear solemn and sacred.
Shang Xinuan, arm in arm with Li Xiran, gently pushed open the wooden door of the church.
Then I saw a newlywed couple holding their wedding ceremony standing right in front of the church, but there was no one in the audience.
The young couple simply laughed heartily at the unexpected arrival of the two and even invited them to sit in the front row to watch the ceremony.
Shang Xinuan and Li Xiran believed this was an absolutely romantic encounter, and happily stepped forward to be their only witnesses at their wedding.
After the couple was seated, the pastor began the wedding ceremony.
The French couple, both dressed in white suits, stood facing each other, their eyes slightly moist, yet they looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.
It was as if the whole world had blurred and become indistinct, leaving only the two of them.
Their wedding was so simple that there was no ceremony at all, except for Shang Xinuan and Li Xiran, two uninvited guests.
But the couple remained unfazed and firmly replied, "I DO!"
This wedding ceremony lasted less than ten minutes.
Under the pastor's testimony, they embraced and kissed, becoming lovers who would share joys and sorrows and stand firmly by each other's side forever.
Shang Xinuan, sitting in the audience, had tears in her eyes.
It was an incredibly simple ceremony, almost nonexistent. Yet, she still felt happy and romantic; it was a connection of souls.
In her excitement, Shang Xin stood up and applauded and cheered for the two.
At the same time, she was also very envious.
Li Xiran stood up with her, his hand encircling her waist. "Why are you still crying?"
Shang Xin sniffed. "Envious."
"Soon, we will have the same," Li Xiran said softly. "I will give you the most romantic and grandest wedding in the world."
Shang Xinuan held his hand and replied, "I don't want anything too grand. As long as you are my groom and I am your bride, that's enough."
She had witnessed many powerful marriages in Shanghai, but none were as genuine as this couple's.
It was at this moment that she realized that love, which is as gentle as a raindrop and as intense as a cigarette burning in the lungs, is the most eternal.
"Okay." Li Xiran stroked her hand. "It will only be you."
The wedding ceremony then ended, and the newlyweds walked towards them, saying, "Thank you for witnessing our wedding."
Li Xiran translated for Shang Xinuan first, and then translated Shang Xinuan's words to the couple: "Congratulations on your marriage. We are honored to be your witnesses."
The bride blushed with embarrassment as she smiled, "We decided to get married on a whim last week."
“He and I grew up together in the orphanage and were good friends, so no family members were present. Also, because we didn’t choose a wedding time that is customary in France, we were unable to invite any friends to witness the occasion.”
Shang Xinuan listened attentively, feeling a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.
Perhaps it's a mix of pity and relief for them. There aren't many people in the world who resonate with each other, and it's fortunate that they found each other.
After the couple learned that they were also a couple, the bride handed her bouquet of lilies of the valley to Shang Xinuan.
"In the West, the bouquets of newlyweds can convey happiness and wish you a happy marriage soon."
After the newlyweds left, Li Xiran and Shang Xinuan strolled around the church, and Li Xiran said to Shang Xinuan, "The groom just said that they are very busy with work and the wedding was held during their lunch break."
"Oh my god!"
"However, even though there are no relatives and friends to witness it, and there is no auspicious time or day, as long as they are together, it is the best."
This world is full of imperfections, and it is especially difficult to find someone who resonates with you and decides to stay together for life.
Shang Xinuan stood by the floral tiles in the corner of the wall and suddenly squatted down.
The afternoon sun streamed down through the glass at the top of the spire, bathing the entire hall in holy light.
"This was the most indispensable part of my childhood. It is also the light in my life that gave me the courage to live on."
She thought then and there that she must see the outside world.
See what kind of monster love is in Mom's eyes.
"Is it pretty?" Li Xiran placed his hand on the edge of the stool above her head, not disturbing her, but silently protecting her.
Shang Xinuan's gaze shifted, and that golden light enveloped Li Xiran's cheek. It blended his features, making him exceptionally handsome and gentle, enough to become a second light in her life.
"Beautiful." Shang Xin smiled and looked up.
As if by a mirage of fate, she was once again transported to the springtime of pavilions and flower-filled terraces in her youth.
That unforgettable morning's flutter, like the first spring rain, came again with the wind, landing on the calm, silent lake of her heart, silently stirring up ripples.
However, she had no idea in her youth that the man who captivated her heart would one day become her husband, with whom she would spend her life.
What she thought was a flutter of the heart was a once-in-a-lifetime flutter of the heart.
Yet, it touched my heart for a lifetime.
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After visiting the church, the two went to the garden park that the elderly couple had mentioned.
It was already four o'clock in the afternoon in Paris, and the weather was exceptionally cool and comfortable.
Before they even reached the park, they could already hear lively laughter.
Shang Xinuan held Li Xiran's arm, feeling somewhat uneasy.
She finally stood once again on the street of her childhood, a place filled with gloom, darkness, and tears. But she never expected it to be transformed into a place of laughter, where even the once still breeze had stirred.
When the entire garden park came into view, Shang Xinuan felt a sudden pang of sadness.
Noisy, bustling, and full of blooming flowers.
A beautiful sunken plaza, where white doves soar freely in the sky.
Under the azure sky, Shang Xin looked up, and even her gloomy childhood seemed to come alive with noise and excitement.
"Suddenly, I have a strange sense of fate." No one lives in the shadows forever.
This moment felt like her sunny days had returned, bringing her back to her six-year-old self.
Li Xiran put his arm around her shoulder, and the two sat on a bench in the square. Every now and then, pets and children would run past them, their laughter filled with childlike innocence.
In a daze, Shang Xinuan thought this was a scene after the two got married.
A tranquil blue sky and white clouds, then down to the noisy, lively voices of children.
"Guess who I am?" Shang Xinuan suddenly asked.
Li Xiran paused for a moment, then immediately replied, "You are Shang Xinuan, who is six years old."
She is a bright and cheerful young girl, the kind of girl who will fall in love with him at 18.
"Li Xiran, perhaps people live for just a few moments, and then spend their long lives." For that moment of seeing this world, for that moment of seeing their loved ones, for that moment of seeing their beloved, for that moment of seeing their true self.
These countless moments, like romantic literature and film, are memories that are like timeless film reels.
“Then every moment of my life from now on will surely have your presence,” Li Xiran said. “That would be best. Let the frames last longer, filling the rest of my life.”
He looked at the flock of pigeons flying around in the distance, and added unwillingly, "I'd rather not live for a few moments, but fill every crevice of my memory with you."
That was the kind of romance and love that Li Xiran wanted.
-
The two sat in the garden park for a long time until the driver called.
Shang Xinuan had planned to go shopping in Paris beforehand, so Li Xiran made an appointment with a stylist and photographer from Spring Department Store in advance.
Following the young lady's usual shopping schedule, the evening surprise was also prepared in advance.
Perhaps because she was in a great mood, the young lady's shopping trip lasted a full hour longer than Li Xiran had anticipated.
After the bodyguards loaded all her bags into the car, the six-seater van was already full.
The convoy then temporarily assigned another vehicle to the two men to take them to their next destination.
When Shang Xinuan walked out of the mall again, her clothes were the same, but the jewelry she wore had been changed.
Sitting in the car, she watched the driver gradually change lanes, and looked at Li Xiran with a mixture of confusion and curiosity.
Aren't you going back to the hotel?
Li Xiran raised an eyebrow and simply asked, "Were you happy during the day?"
Shang Xi smiled warmly and twirled the diamond bracelet on her wrist, "Happy!"
Li Xiran placed his hand on her knee and smiled smugly, "There's more fun to come later."
Shang Xinuan pursed her lips, her slightly blinking eyelashes seeming to guess Li Xiran's next move, "Is there anything even more exciting?"
Li Xiran deliberately kept her in suspense, refusing to tell her no matter how much the young lady pleaded.
Shang Xinuan was exceptionally happy today, so she wasn't annoyed by Li Xiran's behavior.
She suddenly leaned over him, pulling his neck down like a seductive little vixen, and asked, "What kind of happiness?"
"This kind?" She squinted at the corner of her eye and glanced lightly at Li Xiran's waist and abdomen.
The person who intended to tease the little girl has once again demonstrated what it means to play with fire and get burned.
When the car stopped on the banks of the Seine, Shang Xinuan immediately spotted the cruise ships docked on the shore.
"this?"
Li Xiran originally intended to blindfold her, but he was unfortunately drugged in the car, so he couldn't hide it from the young lady.
"Unfortunately, you guessed it."
Shang Xi smiled warmly and shrugged, "I like it very much, even if it's not a surprise."
The evening breeze swept across the Seine, and damp mist climbed up people's calves.
Cruise ship deck, French long dining table.
Candles, flowers, and a melodious, romantic violinist.
Shang Xinuan once attended a friend's cruise ship marriage proposal ceremony and thought that although it was romantic, it was a bit tacky.
But it wasn't until I sat under the candlelight, watching the lights shimmering on both sides of the river, that I realized how romantic this moment was.
Love is inevitably tinged with clichés, and she liked the clichés that Li Xiran arranged for her.
Li Xiran didn't let anyone disturb their time together for long. After the song ended, the only people left on the deck were the two of them, except for the gentle music playing from the speakers.
Shang Xinuan put down her knife and fork and stood by the railing. Li Xiran then stood up and stood behind her, embracing her like the Titanic.
The young lady instantly grasped Li Xiran's pose, immediately spreading her arms wide to face the sea breeze, "You jump and I jump."
Li Xiran leaned slightly forward, pressing his face against her cheek. "Neither of us will jump."
Some say the highest form of love is dying for love, but he doesn't think so.
He only wanted to live an ordinary life, not just this one romantic night.
If he's greedy enough, he won't waste a single minute.
An embrace, a kiss. A meal, a sticky, lingering sexual encounter.
They would prefer it to continue indefinitely, ideally with divine power, enough to stretch time itself.
Li Xiran wanted to laugh at himself; even a materialist could be superstitiously greedy when faced with love.
However, he never tires of collecting anything related to her.
"Will there be any more surprises next?" Shang Xinuan turned her head.
Li Xiran paused for a few seconds, scratched his head, and said, "There's not enough time. If you still want a surprise, I'm the only one left."
"Young Miss, would you like it?"
Shang Xinuan could feel the scorching heat on her earlobe, burning hot. There was also the distinctive scent of hormones emanating from Li Xiran, alluring and swirling in the summer air.
"Here?" she feigned innocence. "Wouldn't that be inappropriate?"
"This is a bit too exciting, would you consider it outdoor?"
The conversation started off off-topic, and she led us to even more off-topic moments.
"Young Miss, you really don't know how to be shy."
Shang Xinuan wasn't incapable of shyness; she simply loved teasing Li Xiran until he blushed. When she saw his beautiful eyes shrouded in a hazy mist of desire, even her inner breath felt joyful.
Perhaps, love itself is joyful.
They also love to please each other.
Feeling uneasy about the other people in the cabin, Li Xiran took the initiative to end the topic and changed the subject, asking, "Are you going to Disneyland Paris tomorrow?"
The conversation shifted so quickly that even Shang Xinu hesitated for a moment, "Disney?"
She hadn't been to Disneyland for many years; her last memory of it dates back to after her college entrance exams.
Ruan Songyi first formed a Disney team in their small group chat, but on the day of departure, only she and Yu Jiayue actually met up.
She originally thought that since no one else was there, they should just leave.
But it was clear that the group had planned it all along; this trip to Disneyland was actually a confession ceremony.
Shang Xinuan was distracted during the party, and because of the whispers among the girls at the birthday party, she remained unmoved by Yu Jiayue's various attempts to test her.
Moreover, she wasn't prepared to directly confess her feelings, and she didn't want to lose her friend by rejecting his confession.
But just as night fell and fireworks burst forth from the castle, Yu Jiayue suddenly pulled out a bouquet of roses from behind him.
Amidst the cheers and applause, she was the only one who stood there stunned.
She couldn't agree, and couldn't find a good way to refuse.
Ruan Songyi, Qiao Xi, Jiang Xiangzhuo, and the others who had previously disappeared reappeared at this moment.
They probably considered many possibilities, but the one they didn't expect was that she would remain silent and not say a word.
It wasn't until Yu Jiayue took the initiative to smooth things over and turn this romantic graduation confession into the past.
That entire night, Shang Xinuan tossed and turned in bed.
Even Shang Zun had subtly inquired about her feelings for Yu Jiayue.
Even though they were a perfect match in everyone's eyes, Shang Xinuan just didn't like them.
It was much later that she realized it.
It takes many perfect moments to like someone.
Light, temperature, a glance.
There were some blurry noises and hazy water mist in the field of vision.
Because of these opportune moments, she only saw Li Xiran the instant he appeared.
"Are you going?" Li Xiran asked when she didn't answer. "I don't think I've heard you mention going to Disneyland."
Indeed, after Yu Jiayue confessed his feelings, she developed a slight resistance to Disney.
She probably felt that she had hurt Yu Jiayue's feelings and damaged their friendship.
So when Li Xiran asked her, she murmured absentmindedly, "The last time I went to Disneyland was with Yu Jiayue."
Li Xiran's expression suddenly changed at this moment, and the smell of jealousy silently permeated the entire Seine River.
But the man insisted on pretending to be incredibly magnanimous, deliberately acting as if he hadn't heard, and asked, "Who did you go with last time?"
Shang Xinuan immediately noticed his jealousy. She narrowed her eyes, hooked her arm around Li Xiran's neck, and whispered in his ear, "Last time?"
“I went with you.” She suddenly became as radiant as a fox. “Every time, I went with you.”
Upon hearing this, the veins on Li Xiran's neck bulged out.
The more subtle the expression of love, the more it can instantly ignite a person's intense emotions.
"Shang Xinuan!" Li Xiran's voice was low and carried a hint of warning.
She still remembered how she had been tormented all night because of those two words last time, but she still wanted to try it again.
"Li Xiran, don't you want to come with me?"
Another meaning of this word comes from Shang Xinuan looking through Qiao Xi's collection of Korean comics.
The male and female protagonists always shout "I'm going" at the climax of the story.
She then deliberately teased Li Xiran, taking advantage of the fact that he didn't understand what she meant.
He insisted on explaining it again afterward, so he asked his professor for leave the next day.
Seeing that she was deliberately stirring up trouble again today, Li Xiran gritted his teeth in hatred and pinched her round buttocks. "I think you're still not full. Let's go somewhere else and I'll feed you myself."
Shang Xinuan wrapped her legs around his waist and said, "Okay!"
"The French food on cruise ships is just pretty in terms of presentation; I still prefer a different kind of French cuisine."
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After disembarking from the ferry, the sports cars parked on the shore sped off.
Back at the hotel, Shang Xinuan was carried to the one-way glass window of the suite.
At night, you can overlook the entire brightly lit Seine River from here.
Cruise ships occasionally pass by on the river, their horns blaring and lights flashing, as if carrying the lights and hustle and bustle of an entire city.
Shang Xi's warm hands were pressed against the glass, while Li Xiran's hot and warm hands clung to her waist.
Her skirt was piled up at the back of her legs, and through the reflection in the glass, you could see that Li Xiran's entire arm was covered in bulging veins, a stark contrast to his usual gentle demeanor.
They stayed at the Shang family's house a while ago. Shang Xinuan always liked to tease him, and every night she would deliberately make noises.
Although her bedroom was in a separate courtyard within the Shang Mansion, preventing any sounds from escaping, Li Xiran still harbored some reservations. Therefore, he restrained his strength most of the time, and even on the eve of their departure, the girl was still playfully seducing him.
After packing her luggage, Li Xiran returned to bed and closed her eyes, falling asleep.
Feeling sorry for Shang Xinuan who had to take an overnight flight the next day, he took a cold shower before finally falling asleep.
This was the second day he was still acting like a gentleman even with a beautiful woman in his arms.
He only admitted to being jealous when he heard his rival's name.
Even though he never took Yu Jiayue seriously, he was still aroused by the three words "light and fluffy".
"Call me." He gripped the person's waist, like a cruise ship crashing into a reef.
It was a disaster that they knew was leading to ruin, but they still rushed towards death because they could no longer change course.
Shang Xinuan didn't expect to directly "enrage" him. Before she could say anything, her breath was cut off by a kiss.
Her eyes were hazy and shimmering, melting into this collision of depravity.
"Do you love me?" This is the question women most often ask men in bed.
But that was the question Li Xiran loved to ask her the most.
The young lady was almost out of breath, but she still replied, "Love."
She loved him so much that even when she recalled her childhood nightmares, her greatest fear was missing out on him.
"Shang Xinuan, it must be that I love you more." Even his eyes were solemn.
Then, holding her, he fell back onto the bed.
As the storm subsided, Shang Xinu lay on the edge of the bed, her entire back covered in beads of sweat.
Li Xiran knelt by the bed, wiping her body with a wet towel.
"Li Xiran, I really love you."
"I know."
He was just being childish for a moment.
Even he himself felt that the jealousy came out of nowhere, but afterwards he felt particularly helpless about himself.
In the past, when he saw someone getting close to Shang Xinuan, he would feel a pang of envy.
This was the first time he had ever felt such jealousy; he had just wanted to melt her into his body.
But when their love was at its peak, he still couldn't bear to leave any mark on her, nor could he utter a declaration of ownership: "You are mine."
"Now I'll carry you to take a bath."
Shang Xin's arms were wrapped around his neck, her eyelids barely open.
She let the warm water flow over her body, but in her hazy state, she heard Li Xiran murmur, "Nuan Nuan, I am yours."
He will always belong to her; he is a warrior who guards love.
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