After the renovation of Yanyu Tower was nearing completion, Tian Yu began writing songs and choreographing dances frantically every night. Unbeknownst to her, someone was watching over her every night, listening to her hum and watching her dance. At this moment, Zhao Moyan felt as if he had forgotten that Tian Yu didn't love him; he only wanted to stay by her side. He was also amazed by the breadth of Tian Yu's knowledge, feeling that their thoughts were different. She seemed to know everything; even arithmetic was effortless for her, she could calculate her daily expenses without an abacus. Her songwriting was even more extraordinary; he had never heard any of these songs before, some of which were a bit too explicit for him, yet they sounded so beautiful when she hummed them.
Zhao Moyan found himself caught in a dilemma. During the day, he recalled Tian Yu's every move; at night, he gazed lovingly at this person who was so close yet felt so distant. Now, he increasingly wondered if he could keep this woman. She seemed not to belong here, never to belong to him, yet he increasingly didn't want to let go, didn't want to lose her like this. Then he began to worry that Tian Yu might perform herself. What would he do if she really did perform on stage? Thinking about it, Zhao Moyan figured he'd probably just carry her away and hide her!
Once, Tian Yu accidentally cut her finger on something. It was just a small cut, but seeing her jumping and hopping around as if it hurt a lot, Zhao Moyan almost couldn't help but rush out. Fortunately, Tian Yu stopped yelling and screaming as soon as he took a step. He had suffered all kinds of injuries in the war over the years, but none of them hurt as much as Tian Yu's cut finger. Zhao Moyan couldn't understand how someone could be so afraid of pain and bitterness. He couldn't help but laugh when he thought of her taking medicine.
During this period of silent companionship, Zhao Moyan found that his desire to get closer to her had become even stronger. So, spending time with her every night became the thing he wanted to do most and looked forward to the most. He would always finish his official business as soon as possible and look forward to the night, because that way he could see the figure he longed for day and night. When she was not around during the day, he would send two guards to protect her in case of any accidents. He himself did not know what was wrong with him. It was like he was bewitched. Running back and forth was indeed very tiring, but he did it willingly!
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