Men always have poor memories.
You need to hurt to remember.
But many times, Xu Changâan remembers without pain, and his memory is excellent.
Like that night watching the sunrise, he simply said the girl had a tough mouth, and she made him drink, leaving him confused for a long while.
Now he actually wants to repeat the mistake.
Speaking of which, the wine Yun Qian fed in an intimate manner was really delicious, the light pear fragrance still lingering in his heart.
Itâs unclear whether the pleasant aroma is the girlâs scent or the wineâs scent.
Oh.
This is a dream.
Everything happening is his thought.
Itâs fine.
Xu Changâan quickly realized, it wasnât the girl being unreserved, but he, being lecherous, couldnât forget that charming incident... so he brought it up, wanting the girl to be annoyed at his remark about her tough mouth again.
If this isnât bullying, then what is bullying?
Heâs too despicable, actually using the girlâs thoughts.
Xu Changâanâs mind worked fast.
"I was wrong." Xu Changâan immediately said, using a mask as a shield, showing he wouldnât eat.
"..."
A gentle breeze played with some strands of Yun Qianâs hair by her ear, she watched Xu Changâan resist her actions, her gaze calm.
However, the fruit in the girlâs mouth unconsciously fell, bounced on the towel, and landed on the warm stone nearby.
Yun Qian said, "You arenât wrong."
"I shouldnât say the lady has a tough mouth, itâs soft, I know." Xu Changâan quickly apologized, discreetly putting the palm he had just covered Yun Qianâs hand with behind his back, trying to wash away the excellent warmth.
Yun Qian looked at him: "Do you really dislike it when I feed you food?"
"I like it, itâs just... I have some things I need to figure out." Xu Changâan wished he werenât so clear-headed, unaware that this was a dream... then he wouldnât need to be conflicted.
Itâs not resistance, just lacking clarity about the current situation.
Xu Changâan sighed deeply, casually picked up the fruit that fell from Yun Qianâs mouth, put it in his mouth, chewed a few times then swallowed it, looking up to see Yun Qian staring at him.
"Miss?"
"Nothing." Yun Qian grabbed his hand: "Things unclear, just take your time figuring them out."
Xu Changâanâs heart fluttered, nodding repeatedly.
"Iâve figured it out." Yun Qian bit her lip, then said: "Wen Chun and the hot spring really arenât the same."
"I didnât say anything." Xu Changâan spread his hands.
"If Wen Chun made me too weak to stand, youâd take care of me. But in the hot spring, I keep blowing bubbles, thatâs the difference."
Yun Qian seemed thoughtful, bent down and gently stirred the hot, steamy water, looking at Xu Changâan: "Do you... want to see me blow bubbles?"
"...????"
Several question marks popped up above Xu Changâanâs head, until his eyes twitched sharply as he came to his senses.
However, the usually smart him didnât rush to refute, instead realized something, cautiously said: "... Miss, are you angry?"
"No." Yun Qian said: "I wonât be angry."
"Iâve never seen the lady angry, but... itâs a bit odd." Xu Changâan moved closer to Yun Qian, embraced her waist, his expression serious: "Donât worry."
He truly knows what he should be doing.
Feeling Xu Changâanâs warmth, Yun Qianâs tense body gradually relaxed, she lowered her eyes, softly said: "I thought youâd dislike me quickly like this."
"How could I." Xu Changâan shook his head.
Yun Qian was silent.
Even though she knows the husband loves her deeply right now, but... even just a slight possibility, a subconscious resistant action, showed her a chance Xu Changâan might dislike her.
Even if this possibility is absurdly low.
Itâs said those favored become fearless, but Yun Qian, who is used to loss, wonât become fearless.
"Knowing the lady is meticulous in thought, yet I always make you uneasy, so Iâm the unqualified husband." Xu Changâan brushed up Yun Qianâs hair falling by the wind.
Indeed.
Even if he had reasons for resistance, ignoring the girlâs thoughts was still a fact.
"Miss, if I said loving someone nonexistent to you, would you think Iâm useless and disgraceful?" Xu Changâan asked.
"No." Yun Qian shook her head, then said: "Someone nonexistent, you mean me?"
"Who knows." Xu Changâan sighed, placed a hand on his brow, then said: "You, miss, are so real, but someone constantly reminds me... this before me is false, a facade, the real girl... should be dreaming now."
So, he could do his best as a steward, but couldnât be too close to the semi-real person before him.
The paradox is, seeing the girlâs disappointment and unease, he feels hurt.
"Dreaming? Iâm asleep." Yun Qian blinked: "Still dreaming."
"Itâs different." Xu Changâan tilted his head, gently bumped Yun Qianâs head.
"Hmm." Yun Qian didnât refute.
She cared about one thing.
Someoneâs reminding him this is false?
Why.
Everything is so real.
The island is right before him, the hot spring is underfoot.
Sheâs here, everything is so rightful.
She looked towards the brightening sky, looked above Frosty Heaven, lowered her head and earnestly asked: "Whoâs telling you, this is not good?"
"System." Xu Changâan, in the dream, mimicked sleep talking.
"System..." Yun Qian didnât quite understand, but she could feel Xu Changâanâs hand on her lower abdomen tightened.
The girl doesnât lie, so she didnât say she knows not the system, just stayed silent.
"Miss, you surely donât know what the system is right."
Xu Changâan removed his hand, tried not to let his emotions affect Yun Qian, "Itâs like a noisy thing, always by my side, Iâm used to it starting its panel when I near the lady, showing Celestial Dao Points or something."
"..." Yun Qianâs eyes flared, suddenly understanding something.
Seeing Xu Changâan embrace her: "But now, as the lady is clearly in my arms, itâs silent."
He didnât want to admit the girl before was a facade, but everything showed this is just a dream.
Xu Changâan certainly wouldnât use the system to prove the girlâs reality, knowing he doesnât trust the system itself.
He has his own measure in his heart, these words are just for the girl to hear, while giving himself a reason for clarity.
Yun Qian wouldnât think so deeply.
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"I understand."
Yun Qianâs gaze moved away from above Frosty Heaven.
Although not to the point where if the system isnât present she becomes fake in his heart, but... Xu Changâan expressed his habit.
The girl didnât know what feeling it was.
Seems, before the husbandâs vision broadens, she still needs to be honest.
Xu Changâan had never fulfilled the hostâs role so responsiblyâprotecting the system.
At least in this moment, he truly protected the trembling Frosty Heaven.