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Seeing her face covered in tears and her eyes swollen from crying, Yan Wushuang reached out to wipe the tears from her face. Looking at her like this, he couldn't help but see a reflection of her younger self; everyone goes through such experiences, slowly growing and maturing over time.
Wushuang personally escorted Xinya back to the small town. When Grandma An saw Wushuang approaching, she smiled, but upon noticing Xinya's red and swollen eyes, she realized that she had just been crying. The only person who could make her cry like this was Shouya. Grandma An looked at Xinya with concern, unsure of what to say, as it was ultimately their matter to resolve.
Grandma An hurriedly invited Wushuang inside, but Wushuang politely declined, saying that she needed to return home to take care of her two children. Grandma An didn't want to press further and smiled as she told her to come over to play whenever she had time.
After Yan Wushuang left, An Xin Ya returned to her room and sat on the bed in a daze. The thought of Brother Shouya suddenly made her heart ache, and her eyes became moist.
At that moment, Grandma An walked in. Seeing Xinya's sorrowful expression, she couldn't help but sigh; matters between men and women are often complicated and difficult to untangle.
An Xin Ya heard her grandmother's footsteps and quickly turned around, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, not wanting Grandma An to see her like this or worry about her.
Grandma An approached and took a chair in front of her, frowning slightly as she looked at Xinya with concern in her eyes.
"Grandma..." An Xin Ya turned her face and smiled, knowing that her smile looked worse than if she were crying.
"Have you found Shouya?" Grandma An knew that Xinya hadn't attended the Maria Music Training Class these past few days because she had been searching for Shouya. Not long ago, Xinya had told her everything about their argument, so Grandma An understood the situation well. There was no right or wrong in this matter; it was just that both of them had strong tempers.
"I found him. Wushuang helped me locate him; he's currently at Solomon's base." Xinya didn't dare tell her grandmother that Shouya had been drinking heavily at the base since being hurt by the events at the banquet. Just thinking about it made her heart tighten again, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"What did he say?" Grandma An asked.
Xinya shook her head, her voice choked with emotion. "He won't forgive me, and I don't know what to do."
Unable to hold back any longer, tears fell once more. She felt helpless inside, her mind a chaotic mess.
Grandma An didn't know what to say either and sighed again; these two children really were a handful.
These past few days, Xinya had obediently stayed at home, but she couldn't stop worrying about Brother Shouya. She wondered how he was doing now. Was he still drinking? Was he lying on the ground like a pile of mud?
One day, Morina personally visited An Xin Ya's home. He knew that Xinya was no longer living in Shouya's Private Villa but had returned to the town. He also found out which building, floor, and room she was in and knocked on her door.
Xinya thought it was Brother Shouya coming to see her and happily opened the door, only to be surprised to find Prince Morina standing at the entrance. She truly had no idea how he knew she lived here. With wide eyes, she looked at the still radiant Morina and asked, "Mr. Morina, what brings you here?"
"May I come in?" Morina did not answer her but instead stretched his neck to look inside, directly asking so as not to be turned away.
Xinya invited him in and poured a glass of water for him.
In the inner room, Grandma An heard the noise and walked out. Seeing the tall and handsome man sitting in the living room with a smooth, fair face that exuded sharp angles; his deep black eyes glimmering with charm; thick eyebrows, a high nose, and perfectly shaped lips—all radiating nobility and elegance.
"Grandma, this is the British Third Prince, Prince Morina!" An Xin Ya walked over to her grandmother and introduced Morina's identity.
"Oh, so it's Your Highness!" She realized he was Morina, the man who minded the relationship between Xinya and Shouya. It was an honor for her to meet someone of such noble status; she felt both excited and nervous.
Someone liked Xinya, which naturally made her grandmother happy for her. However, seeing Xinya frowning and unhappy all day long made her heart ache. Only Xinya herself knew who she truly loved; matters of love cannot be forced. What is yours is yours; what is not cannot bring happiness through coercion—it only leads to sorrow.
Morina quickly stood up, smiling at Xinya's grandmother, politely saying, "Hello, Grandma! I am Morianna Windsor; you can call me Morina."
"Please have a seat!" Grandma An smiled and invited Your Highness to sit down.
Grandma An looked at the two of them and felt that as an old woman, there wasn't much she could do. Such matters should be handled by Xinya herself. She then went back to the kitchen to prepare some snacks and fruits for Morina.
Morina gazed intently at An Xin Ya. After a few days apart, she had lost a lot of weight and looked haggard; her eyes were red and swollen, devoid of their usual brightness. He clearly understood that Xinya had changed like this because of Shouya.
A pang of pain struck his heart! There was nothing he could do; he still couldn't touch her heart.
An Xin Ya sat down on another sofa alone, merely giving him a faint smile without saying anything because she didn't know what to say.
If he hadn't confessed to her or done those things, she wouldn't feel embarrassed, so awkward that she didn't know how to face him. Without those events, perhaps they would have been friends, chatting happily.
"Xinya, how have you been lately?" The atmosphere around them was quite oppressive when Morina spoke softly, breaking the heavy silence.
His gaze held a gentle light, and seeing her like this made it clear that she wasn't doing well. He had heard that she had been searching everywhere for Shouya, while Shouya seemed to be hiding away.
It was evident that their relationship was in trouble.
Since the time she rejected him, he still felt unwilling to accept it. Why could Shouya win her heart while he, a British Third Prince, found it so difficult to pursue the one he liked? He couldn't accept it; he truly couldn't!
If Xinya weren't Shouya's woman, if Xinya didn't have ties with Solomon's people, perhaps he could have won her over. She might have been his woman by now, his princess.
"I'm okay!" An Xin Ya merely offered him a faint smile and answered lightly, her demeanor much more reserved than usual as she deliberately kept her distance from him.
"The words I said to you last time at the restaurant were a bit abrupt, but my feelings for you are sincere..." Morina said with a slight frown, looking at An Xin Ya, unable to hide his affection for her.
An Xin Ya was taken aback for a moment and looked up at Morina in surprise. She calmly replied, "Your Highness, I made myself clear last time. I'm not as good as you think; you can find someone better and more outstanding than me."
"I like you, Xinya; I only love you..." Morina placed his hand on his chest to express his feelings.
"Your Highness, thank you for your affection towards Xinya. But as I've said before, the person I love is Shouya," An Xin Ya told Morina seriously who she truly loved.
Her resolute rejection once again hurt his heart deeply.
Staying here held no meaning anymore. Morina stood up to bid farewell to An Xin Ya and left her home.
An Xin Ya showed no intention of keeping him there; she didn't say a word as she watched him leave through the door. She felt no guilt in her heart; it was only this way that he would finally give up on her.
She does not love Morina at all. No matter what he does for her, it cannot touch her heart. Her heart is completely occupied by Shouya; her world revolves around him. Without him, she feels that life is more painful than losing her eyesight.
At this moment, Grandma An came out holding some snacks and fruits. Not seeing Morina, she asked Xinya, "Where is Your Highness?"
"She left!" An Xin Ya replied lightly, a subtle and elegant smile on her lips. She felt clear in her heart, having once again rejected Morina. She firmly confirmed that the person she loves is Shouya. Her feelings for Shouya will not change because he used his own hands to heal her eyes, allowing her to see the light, this world, and him...
However, after a whole week, Shouya still had not come to find her. Her heart grew heavier with each passing day. Could it be that he truly could not forgive her? Could it be that he was really ignoring her? Could it be that he no longer wanted her?
Thinking of these possibilities made An Xin Ya's heart ache suddenly, and tears filled her eyes. The tears flowed out like a flood breaking through a dam, falling like large beads and blurring her vision.
Grandma An walked in and saw Xinya crying again. It had been several nights now that she had lost control and cried, which truly tugged at Grandma An's heart. No matter how much she tried to comfort her, Xinya could not help herself.
"Grandma, it's been so long, and Brother Shouya still hasn't come to find me. Does he not want me anymore? Is he ignoring me? Boohoo..." An Xin Ya hugged her grandmother and cried.
"How could that be? How could he not want you? How could he ignore you? He loves you so much! If he didn't want you or care about you anymore, then why would he spend so much time and effort healing your eyes? Why would he take such good care of you?" Grandma An embraced her and gently stroked her head. "Don't cry anymore, dear..."
Continuing like this is not a solution; waiting like this is even less of a solution. Grandma An felt pained for Xinya as she saw her wash her face with tears every night, feeling both helpless and distressed.
"Grandma An, what brings you here? Come in and sit down." Yan Wushuang saw Grandma An coming alone to the castle and quickly went forward to help her sit down, instructing someone to pour a glass of water for her.
Previously, when Yan Wushuang was pregnant, Grandma An had come to stay at the castle and was quite familiar with the area. She sat down and looked at Wushuang's rosy complexion. Although she was already a mother of two children, her figure remained unchanged.
"Wushuang, I came this time to ask you to see Xinya. Recently, Xinya has been deeply worried about Shouya, but he hasn't come to find her. She cries every night; it breaks my old heart to see it!" Grandma An said with a frown, covering her chest in pain.
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