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Gong Wan’er laughed bitterly and closed his eyes, as if he wanted to forget where his body was. His heart seemed to wander around the world, but he couldn't find a place to rest.

… ….

At six thirty, when Mo Zhaoyun returned, he saw Gong Wan’er lying on the sofa. He frowned, and walked to Gong Wan’er's side.

"Why are you lying down?" Mo Zhaoyun asked softly as he looked at Gong Wan’er with eyes full of tenderness.

Gong Wan’er looked at the face in front of her, and felt that it was unreal. She reached out her hand and touched Mo Zhaoyun's face, and said: "Are you the real Mo Zhaoyun?" All afternoon, she had been in this state, stupefied.

Seeing Gong Wan’er like that, Mo Zhaoyun held Gong Wan’er's hand and laughed: "Yes, I am the real Mo Zhaoyun."

Only then did she react. In the next second, she had already pulled out her hand, wanting to sit up, but she couldn't muster up any strength. Her entire body felt numb.

Seeing that, Mo Zhaoyun helped Gong Wan’er up, and asked: "Is there anything wrong?"

Gong Wan’er shook his head and said: "You're off work. Looks like I've been lying here for a few hours already, no wonder my back is hurting." She did not look at Mo Zhaoyun, and her tone of voice seemed to be talking to herself as well.

Hearing that, Mo Zhaoyun was stunned, he asked: "You laid here for a few hours?"

Gong Wan’er nodded, he did not have the intention to speak. Mo Zhaoyun was a little puzzled. In his impression, Gong Wan’er definitely could not lie still like that, unless he had something on his mind. Worry? moxa? Chu Ning?

"Evening, did your mother come to see you?" Mo Zhaoyun asked, maybe the moxa did not have a good attitude towards her, which was why she acted this way.

Gong Wan’er shook his head and said: "No."

"Is that Chu Ning?"

"Nope." Gong Wan’er still shook his head. If it was the past, she would have said it herself. But now, she didn't want to say a single word.

Mo Zhaoyun still wanted to ask something, but seeing that Gong Wan’er seemed like he did not want to say anything, he dispelled that idea. He saw Gong Wan’er striking his shoulder, so he took her hand and pinched Gong Wan’er's shoulder.

"Evening, don't lie down like that anymore. It's easy to catch a cold, and it's not good for the baby." Mo Zhaoyun said gently.

In the future? Baby?

Gong Wan’er's heart soured, but he still softly opened his mouth and said: "Okay."

For the next ten minutes, the two of them did not speak again. They were like a silent couple, doing the most ordinary things.

"Summon Yun." Gong Wan’er suddenly called out.

This "summoning Yun" made Mo Zhaoyun a little dazed. Ever since Gong Wan’er came back, she seemed to have never called him that before. He smiled and asked: "What's wrong?"

"Shall we go back to my father's for dinner tonight? I haven't seen him for a long time. " Gong Wan’er asked. In an afternoon, she didn't know what she was thinking, but she remembered this point and went to Gong Jiande's place to eat a meal.

Mo Zhaoyun naturally agreed wherever he wanted to go, "Alright."

"Then wait for me to change. Let's go." With that, Gong Wan’er stood up and walked into the bedroom.

What did Mo Zhaoyun feel? In the past, he did not know what satisfaction was. Ever since such a thing had happened, he knew that as long as Gong Wan’er was by his side, he would be satisfied, and time would allow him to have more chances to interact with Gong Wan’er. Just like now, he and Gong Wan’er would be eating together at his father-in-law's house.

After Gong Wan’er changed his clothes, the two of them went out together. Half an hour later, they arrived at the palace.

"Dad." Gong Wan’er and Mo Zhaoyun shouted at the same time.

Gong Jiande, who was reading the newspaper, heard this and immediately raised his head. He saw Gong Wan’er and Mo Zhaoyun standing beside him and revealed a smile, saying, "You guys are here."

"Yes, to see you." Gong Wan’er laughed and sat beside Gong Jiande.

Gong Jiande looked at Gong Wan’er, then looked at Mo Zhaoyun, and called him over to sit down.

"Evening, I went to see you that day at the hospital. The nurse said you were discharged. Why didn't she tell dad about this?" Gong Jiande complained. As a father, he was sometimes extremely dissatisfied that he was unable to take care of his daughter.

Gong Wan’er pursed his lips and said: "I'm fine, I didn't want to make you worry. Besides, Bei Bei took good care of me."

Hearing this, Mo Zhaoyun was a little dazed. It turned out that in the most difficult days, Gong Wan’er was the only one by Gong Wan’er's side.

However, the worry on Gong Jiande's face did not lessen, and he said: "Child, what do you have to say to daddy?"

"Am I not fine now?" Gong Wan’er acted as if he was righteous.

Gong Jiande smiled, shifted his gaze from Gong Wan’er to Mo Zhaoyun, and asked: "Zhaoyu, are you alright?"

"It's done, you don't have to worry." Mo Zhaoyun said lightly.

"That's good then. I am relieved to see the two of you here." "After what happened, I thought the two of you would …"

Before Gong Jiande could finish his words, he was interrupted by Gong Wan’er, "Father, what are you talking about? It's all in the past now, so let's have a good meal today. " She smiled, trying to appear natural. She didn't want to talk about these things again.

"Alright, I'll ask your aunt to buy some more dishes." Gong Jiande said with a smile.

She wanted Gong Wan’er to laugh, too, but in the past few days, she had always been distant from him. She didn't even have a smile on her face, let alone a smile.

Humans should be like this, once something happens, the heart would become particularly sensitive, and whatever he did not notice in the past, with just a slight raise, he would be able to enlarge his heart countless of times, even Mo Zhaoyun, who was at the top of the shopping mall, was no exception.

Gong Wan’er looked at the dazed Mo Zhaoyun, and although he was smiling, his heart was tight. He knew that although the two of them were sitting opposite to each other, their hearts seemed to be separated by a galaxy.

Beneath the calm surface, there were countless dark waves wildly surging. Just like the saying, before the storm, it was always calm.

An hour later, Gong Wan’er and Mo Zhaoyun had finished eating and left the Mo Mansion.

Just as Mo Zhaoyun was about to open the door, he heard Gong Wan’er say, "Summoning Yun, let's go."

Mo Zhaoyun turned his head to look at Gong Wan’er. Under the night sky, she seemed to be wrapped in a layer of clothing and became a completely different person. He smiled and said softly, "Okay." With that, he walked to Gong Wan’er's side and gently held her hand.

Gong Wan’er originally wanted to pull away, but after thinking about it, he decided to leave it at that.

"Where do you want to go?" Mo Zhaoyun asked.

Gong Wan’er thought for a while, then said: "Take a walk, it doesn't matter where you go."

Mo Zhaoyun laughed but did not speak, and held Gong Wan’er's hand as they walked in one direction. Mo Zhaoyun looked forward, while Gong Wan’er looked at him. She was shorter than him, and only half of his face could be seen. He was still as handsome as ever, but it was as if after the events of the past few days, his face seemed to have aged. He was in pain, too, wasn't he?

Because Mo Zhaoyun was leading the way, Gong Wan’er did not look at the road, and even if he looked at Mo Zhaoyun, he was not afraid of falling down. She wanted to look away, but her senses allowed her to look. She was thinking that she might not be able to see it in a few days, or even a few hours. In front of Mo Zhaoyun, she had ways to compromise, step by step.

"Have you seen enough?"

Not knowing how long she had been watching for, Gong Wan’er suddenly heard Mo Zhaoyun ask with a smile. Her face instantly turned red, and she hurriedly turned her head, pretending to look at both sides.

Mo Zhaoyun laughed again, looked at Gong Wan’er and said: "Evening, if you want to see me, you can do it yourself in the future."

In the future?

These past few days, Mo Zhaoyun had told her many things about "the future", but only she knew that there was no future for them. Her nose was a little sore, but she nodded. She was afraid that tears would flow uncontrollably when she spoke.

She pretended to look away, but her gaze drifted off to the side.

Mo Zhaoyun naturally did not notice Gong Wan’er's thoughts. He felt that it was already worth it to be able to walk hand in hand with Gong Wan’er. See, his wish now is just that simple.

"Evening." Mo Zhaoyun opened his mouth and continued, "I think it's good to be like this for now." It's good to have you around.

Mo Zhaoyun felt that although this was good, it wasn't the first time he had felt this way.

In the next second, Gong Wan’er suddenly realised that she seemed to be too emotional today, and that this was not what she wanted. She then retracted her sentimental thoughts, smiled, and said to Mo Zhaoyun: "Summoning Yun, let's go shopping at the mall."

"Alright." With that, Mo Zhaoyun held Gong Wan’er even more tightly and walked towards the shopping mall.

A few minutes later, the two of them were standing at the stairs leading to the market. Mo Zhaoyun asked, "What do you want to buy?"

Gong Wan’er thought for a while, then said: "Buy a chain." Without waiting for Mo Zhaoyun's reply, Gong Wan’er pulled him into the shop.

After walking into the shop, she had originally wanted to let go and see for herself. However, she was pulled by Mo Zhaoyun and heard him say, "You're not allowed to let go."

She was startled for a moment, then smiled and pulled Mo Zhaoyun towards the counter.

"Miss, may I ask what you need?" the salesman asked with a smile.

Gong Wan’er looked at the items inside, and said indifferently, "I'll take a look for myself."

Mo Zhaoyun felt that something was off about Gong Wan’er seeing him like this, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. He frowned, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"Summoning Yun, pick one." Gong Wan’er suddenly turned his head and looked at Mo Zhaoyun, realising that he was looking at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Gong Wan’er asked.