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As Qin Xian and Shu Ran entered, the others naturally hurried to follow.
Dinner had long been prepared, specifically tailored by Aunt Chen to suit the tastes of the two.
Unfortunately, Shu Ran had little appetite and could only manage to eat half a bowl of rice before she couldn't eat anything more. Qin Xian coaxed her into drinking another half bowl of chicken soup.
After finally finishing the meal, Shu Ran was already exhausted.
She had been unwell for the past few days, suffering from a lingering fever and a cold, leaving her almost completely drained.
The doctor had specifically instructed her to rest more and not to overthink things, to avoid mental and physical exhaustion that could hinder her recovery.
That was why Qin Xian insisted on taking her back to the Qin Family at this critical moment, worried about her health and uneasy about her staying at the Shu Family without anyone to care for her.
Here, there were nannies, servants, and a family doctor who could take better care of her health.
That said, Qin Xian wanted to personally take care of everything regarding her.
Noticing her weary expression, Qin Xian immediately picked her up and headed straight for the master bedroom on the second floor.
Perhaps it was due to her exhaustion or because she remembered what Qin Xian had said last time; this time she made no effort to struggle and obediently lay in his arms.
Qin Xian intended to place her on the large bed in the master bedroom for a good rest, but Ke Shuran shook her head in his arms and said, "I don't want to sleep yet. I want to look out the window at the dusk. Will you watch it with me?"
Her complexion appeared haggard and tired, even her voice was weak, but Qin Xian found it hard to refuse her request.
"Okay." He agreed to her, but he didn't let her go outside to the balcony, after all, the weather was still too cold.
He stayed with her, sitting in front of the large transparent floor-to-ceiling window. On the fluffy carpet, she had a thin blanket draped over her legs.
Although the indoor temperature was constant throughout the seasons, she was still afraid of a chill seeping in through the window cracks as she sat near the window, disturbing her fragile health.
Shu Ran leaned against his shoulder, her eyes lazily half-closed as she gazed out at the distant sky, her gaze somewhat dazed.
She remembered that on the day she first met him, she was also leaning on the balcony watching the dusk, watching the sun set, watching the afterglow shine, and watching the lights of thousands of homes.
At that time, she was still troubled about how to teach well, how to coax children, and how to adapt to a job that wasn't what she truly wanted.
Back then, she never imagined what kind of person she would meet in the next moment or that her future days would be intertwined with him, that she would fall in love with him and marry him.
Fate is wonderfully unpredictable; no one can guess it.
If there is a connection, even if one tries desperately to run away, they will inevitably collide at a destined time and place.
Just like now, she had already encountered that person—the one from whom she could neither escape nor hide.
He was her destiny.
Leaning against his shoulder, the dim yellow twilight in the distant sky reflected in her eyes. She smiled lightly and said softly, "Qin Xian, if I hadn't gone to that gathering and you hadn't gotten drunk back then, would we have never met?"
She had always thought that Qin Xian embraced her simply because he was drunk and acted that way.
Especially after being with him, she discovered that he hardly had any female friends around him, or rather, none at all.
He disliked meaningless conversations and even loathed them, let alone having physical contact with others for no reason.
So she speculated that if he wasn't drunk, how could he have acted that way towards someone he was meeting for the first time? It seemed impossible for him.
Qin Xian smiled, "Who told you I was drunk?"
Wasn't he? Shu Ran asked in confusion, "Then how did you…"
Qin Xian tilted his head and looked at her meaningfully, suddenly adopting a serious tone, "Have you ever noticed that you possess a special charm that makes people want to get close to you and hold you tight the first time they see you, making them reluctant to let you go?"
"Just a glance can drive one crazy, throwing all principles aside..."
What he said was so extraordinary, using words like "crazy" and "special charm," it was simply...
Shu Ran felt embarrassed to continue listening and hurriedly interrupted, "Stop, stop, stop... What you're saying is giving me chills; I feel like I'm some kind of monster."
Qin Xian smiled playfully and asked in return, "Oh? What kind of monster do you think you are?"
Shu Ran pondered for a moment before answering seriously, "Hmm... like Daji from Investiture of the Gods, like Xiao Wei from Painted Skin, like a calamity that brings disaster to the country, like a seductress here to harm Qin Xian."
With a smile at the corner of his mouth, Qin Xian looked at her silently and spoke with an unusual seriousness that was rarely heard, "Oh really? What a pity. But Qin Xian just happens to like monsters like Shu Ran. If Shu Ran were Daji, then Qin Xian would willingly be the foolish King Zhou. If Shu Ran were Xiao Wei... wait, who is Xiao Wei?"
"Haha..." Shu Ran suddenly laughed out loud, amused by his rare cuteness.
She finally realized that Qin Xian also had things he didn't understand.
Haha, she had been focusing hard and listening intently to his sweet words. But suddenly, he made her laugh, and her spirits lifted, feeling less tired and weary.
Qin Xian caught a glimpse of her smiling profile and chuckled softly to himself.
The two leaned against each other, sharing smiles in the quiet peace of a winter evening.
Before long, Shu Ran began to feel drowsy, her eyes slowly closing as the heavy sleepiness washed over her.
A few minutes later, Qin Xian finally heard her calm and even breathing. He gently turned his head and saw her peaceful and serene sleeping face.
He reached out and carefully adjusted her head resting on his shoulder, moving it down to rest on his lap, allowing her to lie comfortably.
The wind was still slightly chilly, seeping through the gaps and brushing against her.
Qin Xian reached over to grab a blanket from the bed and quietly draped it over her to keep her warm.
After doing all this, he slowly sat up straight, gently patting her back. It was as if he was soothing her into a deeper sleep, keeping her company and providing a sense of security so she wouldn't feel lonely in her dreams.
The dusk outside had long since faded away, and night finally fell, leaving only a gray haze in sight.
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