Looking at Nan Fengxun's increasingly sad eyes, Wanwan couldn't bear to look away and said, "I can't stay by your side any longer. It's unfair to you."
"There are many women in the world who are better than me...I think there must be one suitable for you."
"I...will wait until you are well...I will leave..."
After finishing speaking, Wanwan sighed softly.
silence...
Silence..
For quite a while...no response...
Wanwan turned her head in confusion, only to see a layer of mist forming in Nan Feng Xun's eyes.
Wanwan was shocked...
Nan Fengxun looked at her blankly, his expression was so sad... His eyes were so sad.
His pale and beautiful face... was full of hurt expression.
The hand holding the crescent... was trembling slightly.
"Wanwan, you are kidding me, aren't you?"
He asked softly, with a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
"This joke is not funny at all, Wanwan, are you trying to scare me? I won't be fooled by you!"
He was still smiling, but that smile looked so sad.
The faint smile... is full of bitterness...
"Wanwan, we're back, the banquet has already started..."
With that said, he held Wanwan's hand and prepared to leave.
"Xun..."
Wanwan stood there, tugging at his sleeves.
Nan Fengxun turned around and said, "What's wrong? Don't you want to join the banquet? How about we go to Liuli Palace? I've been free recently and learned some new dishes. Can I cook them for you when I get back?"
"Xun, that's not the case, I..."
"Oh, I see. Are you a little cold? You see how little you wear. I'll go back and get you a cloak. You wait here for me..."
After saying that, he hurriedly let go of his crooked hand and left without looking back.
His warmth still remains in the palm of my hand.
Wanwan stood there and watched his leaving figure...a long sigh escaped from his mouth.