His words were soft yet firm, tinged with a barely perceptible unease: "An'an, you helped me rescue my father and find my mother. I've racked my brains trying to think of many ways to repay you, but in the end, I still want to repay kindness with enmity and give myself to you. Can you accept me?"
Lu An'an's eyes were already moist, but upon hearing Fu Zhiyan's last words, they retreated.
"..."
Who taught him to confess his feelings like that?
Fu Zhiyan chuckled, took out the jewelry box he had been holding from his pocket, and gently opened it. Inside lay an exquisite necklace shaped like the sun.
His gaze fell tenderly on Lu An'an, every word seemingly carefully considered and brimming with deep affection: "An'an, can you always be my sun?"
Lu An'an stared at the necklace, feeling her heart pounding like a drum.
She recalled every time she saw Fu Zhiyan and how many times she had swooned over his face, and found it amusing.
She recalled that day on the edge of the cliff, when life and death hung in the balance, and Fu Zhiyan rushed up to hug her without hesitation, his eyes filled with unconcealed panic.
She cleared her mind and squinted, thinking about why she didn't refuse when Fu Zhiyan clumsily tried to get her to hug his waist.
Thinking about her inexplicable trust in Fu Zhiyan, and her little thoughts when she saw his clothes today, she guessed that he liked her and felt a secret joy rising in her heart. Something was sprouting in her heart.
She gently raised her eyes and met Fu Zhiyan's expectant yet slightly nervous gaze. In that instant, she seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming in her heart.
Then, the corners of her mouth slowly turned up, and her smile blossomed like a flower.
"Fu Zhiyan, then I'll make sure you get a tan!"
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