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He turned and walked toward her. Without warning, he reached out and put his arm around her waist and pressed his cheek against her forehead.

"brother Yuebai!"

Xia Bingqing was stunned for a moment. Subconsciously, she broke free from his embrace and retreated two steps.

"My fever has subsided. It seems like my little cutie's condition has been cured." Mu Yuebai smiled gently at her, as if he didn't notice her astonishment in the slightest.

"That's right, I've recovered from my illness." Xia Bingqing laughed awkwardly.

When he suddenly came over to hug her and stuck his face in hers, she was really shocked. Now that she thought about it, she was overthinking it, brother Yuebai only cared about her and had no other intentions.

"Come," Mu Yuesen beckoned to her. "I've cooked some noodles for you, sit down and eat some.

"Thank you!" Xia Bingqing was a little flattered.

He never thought that the brother Yuebai would also cook for him.

Wasn't it even more unbelievable for Mu Yuesen to cook for her? But she accepted it with peace of mind, not feeling overwhelmed by the feeling of being flattered.

Mu Yuesen...

The three words were like little stones that fell into her heart, rippling and rolling out in circles. It was sour, astringent, and lost … They all spread to the bottom of his heart.

"Why are you daydreaming again?" Mu Yuebai rubbed her head.

"Oh!"

Xia Bingqing regained her senses, sat down and picked up the chopsticks to eat.

Mu Yuebai leaned on the edge of the desk, half sitting and half leaning, with his slender white hands supporting the table.

Xia Bingqing turned her head and saw the wound on his forefinger.

"Ya, brother Yuebai your hand is injured!" She put down his chopsticks and took his hand.

He was a potter, and his hand was as important to him as his life.

"It's fine, I accidentally cut it when I was chopping vegetables just now." Mu Yuebai laughed disapprovingly, and used his injured hand to stroke her cheek. "As long as you can make Bingqing a delicious meal, a little injury is nothing."

Her voice was gentle.

He gently caressed her cheek with his fingertips, his gaze so gentle that it seemed to be able to captivate one's soul.

The aura grew closer and closer.

"brother Yuebai..."

Xia Bingqing wanted to escape but she was caught by his gaze and could not move.

His lips were about to land on her face.

"Noo …"

At this critical moment, Xia Bingqing turned her head and forcefully pushed him away.

It was just that this force was used too fiercely, and she was too thin. This push did not push him away, but instead caused him to fall off his chair.

"Are you alright?" Mu Yuebai knelt down and helped her up.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Xia Bingqing steadied himself and felt an unspeakable distress in his heart.

"How come you're sitting so well that you'll fall down? Did your butt break into four pieces?" Mu Yuebai joked, as he slapped her buttocks a few times.

"... "No!"

Xia Bingqing's expression was extremely unnatural.

How could brother Yuebai slap her … Where's my butt!

"What a silly girl," Mu Yuebai laughed softly. "Alright, I won't tease you anymore, eat up the noodles properly, I'm going out."

"Alright!" Xia Bingqing nodded, waiting for him to leave quickly.

"Then I'll see you tomorrow morning!" Mu Yuebai quickly went over and kissed her on the cheek, turned around, and leisurely walked out of the room.

Between the sounds and movements, it was as if they were two people.

Xia Bingqing was stunned in place, and only regained her senses after a long while.

She wiped the spot on her cheek where she had been kissed, and a voice spoke in her head: I fell over and he kissed me.

That night, her sleep was extremely unstable. She would always wake up, and then her heart would become empty.

For tomorrow. He wasn't excited at all.

Early morning.

The sky was still filled with a gloomy drizzle.

Xia Bingqing woke up sleepily, stretched on the bed, and climbed down while rubbing her eyes.

He washed up in the bathroom, went to the wardrobe, took a loose lavender sweater and a pair of jeans with a high waist, put on his white sneakers, packed his bag, and left the room.

Out of habit, she walked to the front of Mu Yuesen's room and knocked twice.

Suddenly--

She froze her fingers.

She remembered that from today onwards, it would no longer be Mu Yuesen's gift.

Ye Ci retracted her hand with mixed feelings, then walked forward with her head down.

Be sure to leave before he opens the door.

"Crunch."

The door opened.

Xia Bingqing suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Although it was silent, she knew that he was standing just inside the door.

Not knowing what to say, she dared not raise her head to look at him. Quietly turning her head, she saw a pair of black leather shoes.

Even though they were separated by a door, she could feel the strands of cold energy radiating from his body.

Playing with the bangs on her forehead, she forced herself to remain calm and greeted him, "Good morning!"

His voice was even softer than a sparrow's.

Mu Yuesen stood inside the door, his pitch black eyes not moving at all.

She did not hear from him for a long time.

The atmosphere was suffocating.

Unable to hold it in any longer, she plucked up the courage to look up at him.

His face was expressionless, and their gazes met. There was no emotion in his eyes, not even a sense of arrogance or indifference.

It was as if he was only looking at a lump of air.

It was as though … She doesn't exist.

A tall figure passed in front of her.

It did not stop for even a second.

The sound of steady footsteps was getting farther and farther away.

Xia Bingqing stood in place in a daze. One second, two seconds, three seconds … Time was like fine sand flowing out of an hourglass, slowly burying her until she lost consciousness and became completely numb.

Everything was frozen from the inside out.

In the dining room, there was only the sound of knives and forks being cut.

Xia Bingqing lowered her head and ate.

The fried eggs in front of him had been eaten for a long time, there was still more than half left.

She felt depressed and uncomfortable. She didn't have any appetite and didn't want to force herself. She picked up her napkin and wiped her mouth. After taking a sip of juice, she stood up from the chair.

Mu Yuesen acted like he did not see anything, and continued to leisurely eat in an elegant manner.

After a long time, his eyes inadvertently swept over her plate, but the food inside barely moved.

Xia Bingqing came out of the dining hall and walked to the entrance, just in time to see Mu Yuebai walking over from the garden side.

"Have you had breakfast?"

Xia Bingqing shook his head, then nodded: "Eat it!"

Mu Yuebai laughed, "Why do you not even know if you have breakfast? Let's go, I'll take you to eat outside."

"But I've eaten!"

"Then eat another meal, and treat it as celebrating your escape from Yue Sen's clutches."

Xia Bingqing wanted to laugh, but was unable to do so.

In front of the window, Mu Yuesen watched as Xia Bingqing sat in Mu Yuebai's car, the blood on his chest becoming even more stinky.

The butler at the side could not bear to tell her: "Third Young Master, if you really like Miss Bingqing that much, you must tell her. If you don't tell her, she will never know."