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Maybe because he was too tired, Gong Wan’er slowly fell asleep.

The white curtains swayed in the breeze, and the woman on the bed was sleeping peacefully. Everything was so beautiful, so tranquil, it made one want to smile and sing.

… ….

Time was flowing slowly. When Gong Wan’er woke up, it was already close to dusk. She looked out the window and could see the golden setting sun slanting down on the grass outside. It was very beautiful, and it made her feel a bit more relaxed.

However, the rumbling in her stomach broke the beautiful atmosphere. She hadn't eaten since last night. She got up, took out a set of clothes from the suitcase, changed, and went out with her purse.

Gong Wan’er had let her friend eliminate the record of the flight, so no matter how capable Mo Zhaoyun was, he wouldn't be able to find her so quickly, right? With this thought in mind, Gong Wan’er walked out of the door easily, without any worries.

They weren't familiar with each other, so Gong Wan’er kept walking. After walking for nearly ten minutes, she finally found a supermarket. She walked in with a smile.

When he reached the snacks shelves, Gong Wan’er, who wanted to choose a few of his favorite snacks, suddenly heard a conversation.

"Hubby, what do you want to eat? Do you want beef jerky? "

"All right, I'll buy whatever you like. You eat snacks, I'll eat you. "

"You're so annoying!"

Gong Wan’er could tell that the girl was being protected by her husband's wings, so her tone of voice was filled with innocence, just like how she was under Mo Zhaoyun's protection in the past. She helplessly shook her head and wanted to walk inside, but it seemed like she saw Gong Wan’er and Mo Zhaoyun who came to the supermarket together before.

"Summoning Yun, can we buy some of these? I haven't eaten in a long time. " Gong Wan’er pointed to the spicy duck neck on the shelf, and said to Mo Zhaoyun in an expectant manner, as if he was a child asking for food from an adult.

Mo Zhaoyun's face was indifferent as he reached out and took it down. After looking at the pattern and ingredients on it, he said seriously: "No, this is too spicy.

"But I want to eat." Gong Wan’er pulled Mo Zhaoyun's sleeve, his face full of innocence.

Just then, Mo Zhaoyun laughed, and whispered into Gong Wan’er's ear: "Why don't you give me to you to eat?"

"Mo Zhaoyun, you bastard!" Saying that, Gong Wan’er turned around and followed, no longer bothering with the duck neck, and Mo Zhaoyun followed along, satisfied.

"Miss, miss? "Excuse me."

Gong Wan’er realized that someone was calling out to her. He turned around and saw a woman holding a little girl's hand looking at him.

"You're blocking the way." The woman laughed and said to Gong Wan’er.

Gong Wan’er looked around and realized that pushing a shopping cart was indeed in the way of others. She felt a little embarrassed and said: "Sorry." Saying that, he pushed the shopping cart to the side, opening up a path.

As the woman led the little girl away, Gong Wan’er heard the little girl ask in a young and tender voice, "Mom, why is that auntie crying?"

"Maybe he thought of something sad." The woman replied.

Gong Wan’er reached out to touch his own face. She wiped her hands nervously and for a moment didn't know what to do.

It turned out that elsewhere, even without Mo Zhaoyun, he would still think of him when he saw the love of another couple or couple. Those memories of being together with Mo Zhaoyun, were like a brand that was branded into his heart, and he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

"Mo Zhaoyun, why are you so unwilling to leave my world?" Gong Wan’er shouted angrily in his heart.

finally understood that even though it was a love affair between different people, the warmth that others could feel was similar, just like how she would always think of Mo Zhaoyun and herself when she saw others.

Then, how long would it take her to forget about Mo Zhaoyun? If Mo Zhaoyun was here, what would she do?

This time, Gong Wan’er cried even more. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he could not stop it. After who knows how long, she slowly calmed herself down and started shopping in the supermarket again. When she first arrived, she was very relaxed. But now, her heart felt like it was holding something heavy, causing her to feel very tired.

She casually bought some daily necessities, seasonings, and fresh dishes and left the supermarket in a daze. On the way, she saw a pharmacy and went in to buy some daily medicine. After fifteen minutes, she returned to the villa, put the daily necessities away, and prepared dinner for herself.

It was precisely because of this that when Gong Wan’er was cutting vegetables, her heart cut to her fingers, causing blood to immediately gush out, as she blurted out: "Zhaoyyun, I'm bleeding, quickly bring over a Band-Aid."

It was only until when Mo Zhaoyun's response did she realize that he was alone and that he was no longer by her side. She smiled wryly and walked to the side of the pool. He turned on the tap and dipped her finger into the water, letting the water wash away the blood. Then, she walked into the living room, took out the Band-Aid he had just bought and lightly stuck it on her finger.

She looked at her finger and compared it with hers. It seemed like Mo Zhaoyun's touch was better.

She laughed, but her eyes were filled with tears, and said: "Mo Zhaoyun, you are truly omnipresent."

After dinner, it was already eight in the evening. Gong Wan’er sat in front of the television. Due to sleeping in the afternoon, he was not sleepy at all at this time.

She looked at the cliché of the storyline in the TV series. Before, she would definitely have disdained it, but now she felt that it was somewhat interesting. Just like the person who thought she would never leave, she was no longer by her side. She smiled and reached for the glass on the table to drink, but it was empty.

She got up and went into the kitchen to get the water, and suddenly she seemed to see a shadow rolling in through the french window in the living room.

"Who?" Gong Wan’er shouted in panic.

There was no response.

Could he be so unlucky?

She put down her glass of water, picked up a small knife, and slowly walked towards the French window. Next, a man in a suit came into her line of sight. He was covering his arms, and there was blood on his hands. Her hand loosened and the knife fell to the ground. This voice also made the man look at Gong Wan’er, but his eyes were a little unfocused.

Thinking that he would not pose much of a threat to Gong Wan’er, Gong Wan’er asked, "Who are you?"

The man didn't answer, and his eyes turned to his arm. Gong Wan’er followed his gaze and saw that more and more blood was flowing out. She approached slowly, then crouched down. "Are you all right?"

"Do you think it's all right?" The man spoke in a weak tone, his tone domineering.

Gong Wan’er's face was a little anxious, she extended her hand to touch the man's wound, but he dodged it. She asked softly, "Then should I call 120 and send you to the hospital?"

"No need!" The man refused, then continued, "Help me up first."

The man's aura was very strong, so Gong Wan’er could only nod his head obediently. In the end, a woman's strength couldn't compare to a man's. She had to use all her strength to help the man up, allowing him to sit on the sofa. She looked at the man. Though his face was expressionless, the sweat on his forehead betrayed him. She asked, "Can I do anything?"

Hearing this, the man obviously had a helpless expression and said, "You can help me bandage it."

"Fine." Gong Wan’er said weakly. This way, she seemed like a obedient little daughter-in-law.

Since she had just arrived today, the contents of the medicine box were pitifully few. She brought some anti-inflammatory medicine and placed it on the table, saying, "I'll go to the pharmacy to buy some gauze or something."

With that, she took her purse and strode out. When she reached the door, she turned around and nervously asked, "Are you really a bad person?" It was Gong Wan’er's first time seeing something like this, so he was naturally a little worried.

The man on the sofa shook his head as if he had heard a joke. This time, Gong Wan’er was relieved and ran out.

Not long after, Gong Wan’er bought the gauze and medicine, but the man on the sofa seemed to have fallen asleep. She sat down next to him and pushed him. "Take off your clothes," she said. When these words came out, those who didn't know about it, thought that Gong Wan’er was teasing them.

The man slowly opened his eyes, but did not take off his clothes. Gong Wan’er was helpless, she could only extend her hand to help him. With his clothes off, the man's half of his body appeared in front of Gong Wan’er. Other than Mo Zhaoyun, she had never seen another man.

"If you delay any longer, I'm going to lose my life." the man said.

"Why are you so fierce!" Gong Wan’er pouted and began to treat the man's wounds.

When he saw the spear embedded inside his arm, Gong Wan’er was a little shocked and asked weakly: "Are you really not a bad person? Could it be that an enemy has come looking for me? "

"Then you can throw me out." The sweat on his forehead grew more and more.

Gong Wan’er took out a pair of tweezers and pulled out the spear from inside, then said: "Forget it, I have a Bodhisattva's Heart." After saying that, he burst out laughing.

At this time, the originally painful man, upon seeing this Gong Wan’er, smiled.

Not long after, Gong Wan’er finished bandaging the man's wounds. She said, "This is only a simple treatment. We'll go take a look tomorrow to prevent infection."

"Alright." The man made a simple sound.

Gong Wan’er looked at this cold man and shook his head. Why didn't he even thank him? Forget it. She packed up her things and put the medical kit back in its place. By the time she returned to the living room, the man on the sofa was asleep.

"Really." Gong Wan’er muttered, then went to the bedroom and took a blanket and covered the man's body.

She sat and looked at him and smiled.