He clenched his hands into fists little by little, "You came back just to tell me that you regard me as family?"
"It's not just that." An Moran raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and turned to face the sea outside the Ou family's ancestral house. "I am very grateful for your care during this time, and I remember clearly that you told me that as long as you face the sea,
Your heart will become as open as the sea. If you go out, the world will be different. What about you? When will you be willing to let yourself go out?"
"..."
"Jersey Ou, stop clinging to things that don't belong to you. I'm just your paranoia, not your happiness. If you continue to be entangled, it will only make the relationship between us worse. I will insist on coming back. That's it.
I want to tell you personally that I am going back to the man I love, and I will do my best to give him a healthy child and give him happiness. I also hope that you can find your own happiness."
"All I can say to you, besides being sorry, is thank you..."
"What if I regret it and don't plan to let you go?" Ou Zexi narrowed his eyes, a dark light dancing in his pupils, faintly revealing a hint of sinisterness.
An Moran didn't panic, and smiled, "I have thought about this possibility, but I firmly believe that you will not do it, not for anything else, but because you are Ou Zexi, a man who I respect extremely from the bottom of my heart."
"..." Ou Zexi was shocked.
He closed his eyes weakly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear, "You won the bet, I can't."
For nothing else, I just hope that in your heart, I will always be the Ou Zexi you are willing to believe in...
"He has already left. I think you are also tired. It will be better if you go and have a rest first. I will take you back in person later."
"..."
An Moran lowered his eyes and did not move.
She already knew the moment Gong Shaoming turned around and left.
An Moran knew that his reaction today hurt his heart, but some things cannot be measured by whether they should or should not.
"I want to go back earlier."
"You don't want to have another meal with me?" Ou Zexi smiled slightly and pursed his glossy lips gently, "Xiao Qiao, even if you come back to him now, he may not be able to calm down.
I’ll listen to your explanation.”
His big hands lovingly rubbed her hair, "Let's go, have a meal with me, and I will take you back in person."
"Ou Jersey..."
"If you want to say thank you, just forget it. Since you treat me as a relative, we don't need these polite words. I'm not someone who can't afford to put it down. You don't need to feel guilty about me. The happiness of hard work is
Okay, don't make me feel that my letting go is worthless."
An Moran bit his lip and nodded vigorously, "I will definitely do it."
He said nothing, just took her hand and walked towards the Ou family's ancestral house.
Behind the scenes, there was still an ebb and flow, but the smell of smoke and gunpowder in the air dissipated faintly, dispersing with the wind...
"Miss Qiao, it will be a while before we can eat. You should go upstairs and rest for a while. The adults are not tired and the child in their belly cannot make any mistakes."
The housekeeper showed genuine respect for An Moran. Seeing her sitting in the living room waiting for Ou Zexi to cook, he quickly suggested.
"Butler, you don't have to worry about me. I'm fine and not very tired."
"That's true, but after being so frightened and going back and forth a lot, it's best to be careful." The housekeeper was still worried.
