"Wan'er, how should I choose?"
Shen Zixuan wandered outside the tent for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to walk towards Meng Wan's tent.
"Wan'er, can I come in?"
His voice was low and had a barely perceptible tremor.
"Come in."
Meng Wan's voice came from the tent, as gentle as ever, but it made Shen Zixuan's heart even heavier.
He opened the curtain and saw Meng Wan sitting cross-legged on a cushion, seemingly practicing.
Hearing the noise, she opened her eyes and looked at Shen Zixuan with clear eyes, with a hint of inquiry.
"Brother Zixuan, you look worried, but what trouble have you encountered?"
Meng Wan noticed that he looked strange and asked with concern.
Shen Zixuan forced a smile, walked over to her and sat down, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
He looked at the familiar face in front of him, feeling mixed emotions.
"Wan'er..."
Shen Zixuan's voice was hoarse and filled with pain, "I..."
He stood up suddenly, pulled Meng Wan into his arms, and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
Meng Wan was caught off guard and startled by his sudden action. She instinctively wanted to push him away, but he hugged her tighter.
"Brother Zixuan, you hurt me..."
Meng Wan struggled, with a hint of panic in her tone.
"Wan'er, let me hug you tightly. I'm so afraid of losing you..."
Shen Zixuan's voice rang in her ears, with a hint of despair and madness, "Wan'er, can I?"
Meng Wan raised her eyebrows in amusement. What had happened to Shen Zixuan that he was fine?
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