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Chapter 4286: The season of falling snow (47)
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However, even though he wanted to know, xiajun Zihao couldnât bring himself to ask.
After all, he was the one who had been absent for the past five years. He couldnât even explain why, so how could he ask Yan âer?
Xie Yan âer was sleeping soundly, and she seemed to have sensed her brother Haoâs aura.
The next morning, when Xie Yan âer woke up, she didnât find xiajun Zihao around her.
She looked at the room. It seemed to be xiajun Zihaoâs room.
She had slept here the entire night?
Brother Hao didnât let her go back?
At this moment, Xie Yan âer recalled that last night, she seemed to have fallen asleep in xiajun Zihaoâs arms under his comfort.
Her brother Hao had been so charming last night, and his voice had been so gentle and magnetic.
The kind of care she felt was different from what she had felt when she was young.
It was because he didnât understand it when he was young, but now he was looking at it with emotion.
After she woke up, she washed up, changed her clothes, and went downstairs for breakfast. However, she didnât see xiajun Zihao.
She asked aunt Lin, and aunt Lin said that he had gone out.
It was not until night time that Xie Yan âer saw xiajun Zihao.
She had been listless the entire day, and only regained her spirit when she saw xiajun Zihao.
Before Xie Yan âer could say anything, xiajun Zihao passed the cake in his hands to Xie Yanâ er.âThis is your favorite thousand-layer mango cake. Itâll be your dessert.â
Xie Yan âerâs eyes lit up as she took the cake. She was touched and a little nostalgic.
It turned out that her brother Hao hadnât forgotten. She did love to eat this when she was young, and she still remembered the taste.
âBig brother Hao, youâre the best.â
Xiajun Zihao heaved a sigh of relief when he saw how touched Xie Yan âer was.
Although he was busy outside, he didnât feel good when he saw her doing her teardrop dotting the whole day.
Now that he saw her bright and beautiful smile, his mood seemed to have brightened up as well.
The two of them seemed to have forgotten all the unhappy things. During dinner, they seemed to have returned to five years ago, talking and laughing.
Of course, most of the time, it was Xie Yan âer who spoke, while xiajun Zihao smiled gently and responded from time to time.
In the next two days, neither of them mentioned any sensitive topics, but they were strangely harmonious.
However, after that night, Xie Yan âer no longer made a fuss. Instead, she quieted down and returned to her bedroom every night, not bothering xiajun Zihao.
She was actually afraid that if she took a step further, her brother Hao would change again.
Therefore, it was quite good for things to progress in harmony.
Her actions made xiajun Zihao reflect on himself. He was worried about Xie Yan âerâs emotions. After all, he couldnât ignore her weak and lonely look that day.
After making sure that Xie Yan âer was fine, xiajun Zihao was finally at ease.
Two days later, it was Wen Qingzhu and Mo Qiuxiâs wedding day. Xie Yan âer got up early in the morning and was in a hurry to tidy herself up.
Seeing her like this, xiajun Zihao wanted to find a team to do her makeup.
âI can do it myself,â Xie Yan âer said, waving her hand.
Xie Yan âer had also learned how to put on makeup from her roommates during her six months in University. She put on a simple and exquisite makeup, but her hair couldnât be done, so xiajun Zihao tied it up for her.
Xie Yan âer sat in front of the mirror and looked at xiajun Zihaoâs nimble hands.
She remembered some ancient poems. In the past, in ancient times, there was a special meaning to tying hair!