Xu Changāan has always been passive by nature, rarely taking the initiative and not particularly skilled at sweet-talking.
However, in their marriage, sweet words are never lacking. If you think about it, youāll find that theyāre either uttered by Miss Yun, who knows not what embarrassment is, or coaxed out of him by Miss Yun.
Thus, the rare sweet word from him changes meaning in Miss Yunās ears.
"Donāt want to be alone?"
Xu Changāan: "..."
A bit helpless.
Sure enough, he often fails to keep up with Miss Yunās train of thought, and now heās gotten used to it.
Heās not good at sweet-talking, but at the beginning of their relationship, he was the one who took the initiative.
To Xu Changāan, he and Miss Yun are like an old married couple, not the older wife and younger husband others seem to perceive.
Yun Qian is his family, or even more important than family, so when Yun Qian wants other women to replace her and give him something...
Tsk.
Yun Qian has many things she canāt understand or clarify, so she needs him, her former caretaker and current husband, to make things clear for her.
"..."
"What are you spacing out about?" Yun Qian looks at the dazed Xu Changāan and waves her hand in front of his eyes.
"Miss doesnāt want to be alone?" Xu Changāan snaps back to reality and follows Yun Qianās words.
"Mm." Yun Qian nods.
"I wonāt leave you." Xu Changāan takes a deep breath, thinking that the only thing that could separate him and Miss Yun would be death, not anything else.
And even if it is death, he, as her husband, would have to die first to separate them.
Yun Qian listens to Xu Changāanās words of not leaving her, her lashes gently trembling.
"Also... I didnāt mean to leave Miss, I meant that I would only ever like Miss." Xu Changāan looks into Yun Qianās watery eyes and seriously says, "Do you understand?"
Misunderstood, right?
Then Iāll say it again until you understand.
Xu Changāan dislikes misunderstandings the most, preferring to clarify everything.
"Understood." Yun Qian realizes she misunderstood Xu Changāanās expression and nods lightly.
"Really understood?" Xu Changāan looks at Yun Qianās calm expression, and his eye twitches slightly: "Iām saying, Iām only ever going to like you, Miss, in this lifetime."
Xu Changāanās expression gradually turns helpless.
Heās already said such coy words and still hopes Miss Yun will give some reaction.
Yun Qian thinks heās repeated it, is there hidden meaning in his words again?
He always likes to speak in circles.
Liking only her in this lifetime...
"Then what about the next lifetime?" Yun Qian asks.
"I only care about this lifetime, nothing else matters," Xu Changāan says.
Although he has a past life, this world has cultivators, and legends speak of immortals... Compared to the enduring heavens and earth, the fleeting life of humans quickly fades like a glimpse.
So Xu Changāan only cares about this life.
Yun Qian softly presses Xu Changāanās chest: "According to the book, you should now say, whether the past or next life, youāll like me."
Xu Changāan thinks if he canāt even do well in this life, why mention anything else?
He says, "If you want to hear it, I can say it."
"Forget it." Yun Qian shakes her head, then squints her eyes slightly and asks, "Only one girl... do you mean youāll also like men?"
?
Ah, this.
Xu Changāan is dumbfounded, his expression chaotic, his mind filled with this question, unable to get rid of it.
After a while, his dark eyes shine clear as a mirror, reflecting Yun Qianās delicate face.
"Miss, what on earth do you think about all year?" Xu Changāan covers his forehead, feeling speechless, with a thousand words stuck in his throat, unable to come out.
"Werenāt you just hiding your words and making me guess?" Yun Qian tilts her head.
"Itās my fault." Xu Changāan holds Yun Qianās waist and says, "Iām not hiding anything, saying what I mean... Iām devoted to you, Miss. Is that enough?"
"So thatās it." Yun Qian looks calmly at Xu Changāan: "Why keep saying it, Iām not unaware."
"... You know?"
"I know." Yun Qian thinks and says, "Just like I like you, right?"
"..." Xu Changāan stays silent for a while, then gently rubs his brows: "I really have no way to handle Miss."
He suddenly discovers that in straightforwardness, Yun Qian is professional, itās Yun Qianās "domain," and if he steps in, heāll be defeated with nothing left.
So, heād better keep speaking in circles, letting Yun Qian ponder the meaning in his words, thus avoiding the excess effort of sweet-talk.
After contemplating for a moment, Xu Changāan says, "So am I hindering Missās Water Cloud Body."
"Water Cloud? Whatās that." Yun Qian blinks, thinking cloud is her surname, she can understand.
What does Water Cloud mean?
Is it saying sheās stranded, thus lacking water?
Or because, he mentioned being like water, or daughters are made of water?
Clouds below have water...
Itās referring to Cloud Rain, but sheās hungry now, lacking strength.
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"I told you Miss should read more."
"Iāve been reading."
"Youāre reading novels."
"The classics are too dry, theyāre not transcribed by you, I canāt finish them."
"Alright then."
Xu Changāan sighs, he says, "Water Cloud Body refers to coming and going freely, an unburdened self... At least, I think Miss should be this free."
Yun Qian hears this, calmly covers her face with her hand, gazes at the moon above for a while, and notices the time flowing unusually slowly, like water, calmly says, "Iām the cloud, but not the water, youāre the water, so... being with you is the Water Cloud Body."
Itās only when two people are together, she can feel free.
The number of people can increase, from two to three, four, but cannot be less.
"Miss is made of water, but Iām not water." Xu Changāan is helpless.
"Didnāt you say youāre of water attribute," Yun Qian looks at him, saying it with a gentle curve of her lips, her brow slightly raised: "Youāre also made of water."
But heās not a lady, and Yun Qian doesnāt wish him to be a lady, since sheās waiting to have children with him.
"I..."
Xu Changāan is left speechless.
Isnāt he just water?
Fine, digging up terms meant to remind Miss Yun to care more about herself turns into a designation for the two of them.
"So why is it me... What ability do I possess to make Miss like me?" Xu Changāan asks.
"Are you trying to hear me praise you?" Yun Qian looks at Xu Changāanās face.
"... Never mind, I donāt want to know anymore." Xu Changāan thinks that when it comes to sweet-talk, whether straightforward or indirect, heās completely no match for Miss Yun.
Forget it.
As long as he conveys his attitude to Yun Qian, eliminating any ideas of attracting other women for children, nothing else matters.
Xu Changāan looks up at the moon.
Before he looks up, the speed of time had already returned to normal.
"Iāll go meet Senior Wen, Miss will go back to the house first."
"Mm."
Yun Qian watches as Xu Changāan walks out, yawns, and goes back to the room alone to sit down.
She likes talking with Xu Changāan, but getting tired easily is also true, and sheās waiting... for him to stay for drinks tonight, so she needs to reserve some energy.
Hopefully, Miss Wen isnāt a troublesome person.
Yun Qian glances at the cat fur she tossed into the waste basket, thinking if Miss Wen is troublesome, itās no big deal, because her husband likes her.