Having known each other for several years, He Sichen had figured out An Wan's personality: she responded better to gentle persuasion than force.
She is also soft-hearted and always remembers to repay others. She feels uncomfortable and guilty if she receives even the smallest kindness from others.
"Go back! Everyone is looking forward to your return." He sat down next to An Wan, picked a pink and white daffodil, and tucked it into her hair behind her ear.
She is more beautiful than the flowers.
He Sichen was mesmerized. It was the first time he had ever seen her wearing flowers, and he never expected her to look so beautiful.
My heart is pounding like a drum, my heart is racing, and I'm thrilled.
None of these adjectives can accurately express his current situation and feelings.
It's probably because she looks like a young girl now!
A few years ago, when she was five or six years old, he would often lift her up with one hand.
In just a few years, she had reached his armpit.
In another three to five years, I estimate I'll be 1.75 meters tall.
An Wan: "..." Mind your own business.
She glared angrily at He Sichen, but didn't throw away the lily he had put on her head.
He wasn't angry; she'd always been like that with him.
She only appears this relaxed in front of herself.
"You can tell me if you have something on your mind."
An Wan rolled her eyes, glanced at him speechlessly, and plucked a lily to throw at his face.
"Get out of here." The voice was cold.
“Wanwan…” He Sichen shrank his shoulders. Even though she was younger than him, it didn’t stop him from being afraid of her.
She went too far; why did she hit him in the face with flowers?
Throughout his life, having lived two lives, only she had ever dared to slap him in the face.
If it were anyone else, he would have already given them a beating.
But he would never get angry with her.
"Get out! What are you doing staying here? Can't you understand human language?" An Wan cursed without any politeness, a stark contrast to her image in front of Yun Ping and the others.
She only dared to bully He Sichen.
Seeing that he never lost his temper with her and was tolerant of her, she realized that she had been bullying him all these years.
He Sichen: ...It seems she still hates him, no matter how good he is to her.
"Wanwan, you can scold me if you're unhappy. I won't get angry or fight back." He Sichen seemed to have a masochistic streak, begging An Wan to bully him.
"If you're not satisfied with just scolding me, you can hit me." He grabbed her small hands and slapped them against his strong chest.
He has always been so tolerant of her.
"You're insane!" An Wan glared at him fiercely and pulled her hand back.
"Wanwan..." He Sichen leaned closer, pressing his entire body against hers.
He loses all temper whenever he sees her.
I can't get excited about her.
"You bastard!" An Wan couldn't stand his behavior, so she pushed him away and picked a lily to throw at his face.
Seeing that he didn't react, she picked a second, a third, and a ninth lily and threw them all at his face.
He used a little too much force, and the lily juice sprayed out, making his face a little dirty, but also giving it the scent of lilies.
"Wanwan, will doing this make you happy?" He Sichen's lips curled up, revealing a gentle smile.
He looks so handsome in the sunlight.
Seeing his smile, An Wan's heart skipped a beat.
The scent of lilies on him, in particular, made her feel happy.
I only realized now that he's already eighteen, an adult, and like a big boy.
No longer the naive twelve or thirteen-year-old she was a few years ago.
She can no longer treat him like a child.
"He Sichen, why aren't you angry? I've bullied you so much, anyone else would have been beaten to death by now."
Is it because she can teach him how to cultivate immortality that he indulges himself in every way?
An Wan was lost in thought. In fact, she had always thought the same way because in her eyes, He Sichen was cunning and ruthless, and when he schemed against others, he wouldn't even leave them with their underwear.
In order to cultivate immortality and obtain more resources from her, he could swallow his anger and treat her with utmost respect.
"I don't know why I don't get angry with you. I just don't get angry at you at all."
He Sichen winked at her a few times, his face full of innocence and pitifulness.
"Hmph! Isn't it all because you want to learn cultivation from me? Otherwise, would you be begging me like a little dog?" An Wan continued her sharp tongue, not afraid of hurting He Sichen's feelings at all.
"Wanwan, don't say that to me." He was hurt this time.
He's been so good to her these past few years, yet she thinks he has ulterior motives and isn't being sincere.
This made him very sad.
Seeing his pitiful and heartbroken appearance, An Wan's heart softened.
She turned her face away and ignored him.
"Wanwan, let's go back!"
"I'm not going back!" Going back would mean facing Yunping and the others, which made An Wan feel awkward.
Firstly, they treated her too well, which made her feel guilty.
Secondly, since I am not the original owner of this body, I cannot fully accept the care from the Lu family.
An Wan lay on the lawn, gazing up at the boundless sky.
She really wanted to be a white cloud in the sky; it must be so free and without any worries.
He Sichen wiped the flower water off his face and lay down, silently lying beside An Wan.
The two looked at the sky, but in less than ten minutes, they were so tired that they closed their eyes and became drowsy.
Lu Jiayan appeared half an hour later.
Seeing An Wan sleeping, he neither woke her up nor made a sound to disturb her.
He stood there not far away, watching over her.
He was somewhat bothered by her "running away from home".
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