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Hearing Xin'er’s words, the man merely pressed his lips together tightly. Suddenly, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a handkerchief, offering it to Xin'er.
"Uh?"
Seeing this, Xin'er was momentarily taken aback, feeling somewhat confused.
Noticing her reaction, the man spoke up.
"Tears."
"Tears?!"
At his words, Xin'er froze for a moment, then gently touched her cheek with her delicate hand, feeling the dampness. It dawned on her that she had been crying without realizing it.
Seeing this, Xin'er’s eyes widened in surprise. Slowly, she took the handkerchief from him and began to wipe away her tears while saying to the man before her, "Thank you."
"You've already said that."
In response to Xin'er’s gratitude once again, the man replied in a calm and cold tone.
That was just how he was; no matter the situation, his face remained expressionless.
The man with Deep Black Eyes stared unblinkingly at Xin'er, and then, as if recalling something, he spoke up.
"And besides, you helped me last time."
"I helped you!?"
Upon hearing this, Xin'er was taken aback, a hint of surprise flickering in her eyes.
At first, she thought the man looked familiar but couldn't remember where she had seen him. She even thought she might have been mistaken.
Now, hearing his words, it was clear they had met before.
"Then when did we meet?" Xin'er asked, puzzled.
The man merely pressed his Red Lips together lightly at her question.
After a brief pause, he finally replied, "It's only been a few days; you don't remember me?"
His tone remained cold, but if one listened closely, they could detect a trace of melancholy in his voice.
Xin'er kept replaying the events of the past few days in her mind after hearing his words.
During these days, she had been shopping with Xiao Huan and hadn’t encountered any particularly noteworthy men, except for that one night...
That night!?
As soon as this thought crossed her mind, Xin'er’s eyes lit up, and she spoke up.
“Ah, I remember now! You’re the man who was injured that night!”
“You finally remembered!”
Upon hearing Xin'er’s words, the man's originally dark and somber Deep Black Eyes suddenly sparkled with a hint of surprise.
However, that spark was fleeting, quickly vanishing and leaving no trace behind.
Xin'er was completely unaware of this. After recalling who the man was, she seemed to think of something else and continued speaking.
“Oh right, you were hurt so badly last time. Why did you suddenly leave? How are you now? How's your injury? Are you okay?”
Xin'er voiced her concerns and questions in rapid succession, but after she finished speaking, the man didn’t respond immediately. Instead, a slight smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The man had a cold demeanor; the concept of smiling had never seemed to apply to him.
After all those years of a life filled with slaughter, he had long forgotten what it felt like to smile, what exactly a smile was.
Yet, at this moment, he smiled.
Because he felt happy inside.
Xin'er did not know what the man was thinking; she simply stared blankly at the smile before her.
The man was dressed in black, his demeanor proud and cold, but the smile on his face, though gentle and faint, was somehow tender, as if the Eternal Ice had melted away.
Seeing this, Xin'er couldn't help but be slightly taken aback and asked, "What are you smiling about?"
"Heh heh, are you concerned about me?"
The man spoke softly, slowly, with a hint of caution and expectation in his tone.
Upon hearing this, Xin'er nodded truthfully, even though she didn't understand his thoughts. "Yes."
Although she had only met this man that one night, she had been deeply worried when he left suddenly after being gravely injured.
However, she did not know who this man was; he had deliberately avoided her, making it impossible for her to find him.
This matter had lingered in her heart for a long time, and now that she finally saw him, safe and sound, Xin'er felt a sense of relief.
In contrast to Xin'er's thoughts, the man could see her feelings reflected on her face.
At that moment, a deep sense of emotion surged within him.
For so many years, perhaps throughout his life, he had been utterly alone, with no one ever caring for him.
His world had been filled only with slaughter, devoid of anything else.
His hands were stained with the blood of others; he had never known what warmth felt like.
But now, he finally understood what warmth truly was.
It turned out that being cared for by someone was such a joyful and delightful thing.
Thinking of this, warmth crept into the depths of his deep black eyes as he gazed at Xin'er. His expression was incredibly complex, and he could not tear his gaze away from her.
Feeling the weight of his strange gaze made Xin'er feel somewhat uneasy.
She reached up to touch her cheek, blinking her beautiful eyes in confusion before asking.
"Is my face... dirty? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Uh..."
Hearing Xin'er’s words, the man's stern face suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment, and a flush quickly spread across his cheeks.
Perhaps afraid that Xin'er would notice, he turned his face away. To cover up his awkwardness, he instinctively raised a finger to his nose and coughed lightly, as if remembering something, he then asked, "What happened just now?"
"Uh..."
Upon hearing his question, it was now Xin'er who was taken aback.
At that moment, she recalled what she had heard in the inn.
It was about the daughter of the Evil One Sect Leader...
On her shoulder, there was a butterfly-shaped birthmark, and her age matched that of the long-lost daughter of the Evil One Sect Leader.
How could there be such a coincidence in this world!?
Perhaps she really was the long-lost daughter of the Evil One Sect Leader...
What should she do in this situation!? What about her and Xuan!?
Xuan was a member of the royal family, the Young Master. He was so exceptional that he deserved to marry a woman of equal standing.
However, Xuan liked her and wanted to marry her; that was already a blessing she had earned over several lifetimes.
But if she truly was the daughter of the Evil One Sect Leader, marrying Xuan would only bring him harm, wouldn't it!?
It was well known that the Evil One Sect had always been at odds with the court, irreconcilable enemies. Anyone associated with the Evil One Sect would inevitably face repercussions.
She didn't want Xuan to suffer any consequences because of her.
But what was she supposed to do now!?
In just five days, her wedding with Xuan would take place. What should she do!?
Thinking about this made Xin'er feel completely lost.
For a moment, she didn't know what to do.
Her beautiful dark eyebrows were furrowed in distress.
Seeing this, Cold Charm Chen immediately grew concerned and asked.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Please, don’t ask me. Just let me calm down, okay?!"
Hearing the man's words, Xin'er became even more confused. Her mind was a chaotic mess, as if a heavy stone was pressing down on her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.
Seeing Xin'er in such a state, the man immediately spoke up.
"Alright, I won’t ask you anymore. Just take a moment to calm down. Don’t overthink it."
"Okay, I’ll be on my way then."
Upon hearing his words, Xin'er nodded and walked past him.
At that moment, all she wanted was to find a quiet place to sit alone for a while and think things through clearly.
Cold Charm Chen understood that Xin'er needed some time alone, so he remained silent and allowed her to walk ahead.
After passing the man, Xin'er didn’t return to Cold Manor. Instead, she found an empty lakeside and slowly sat down there. She stayed there for the entire afternoon.
What she didn’t realize was that she wasn’t truly alone that afternoon.
Not far behind her, hidden behind a large tree, a dark figure stood quietly watching her. That figure remained there for the entire afternoon.
Xin'er was jolted back to reality by the constant rumbling of her stomach, reminding her of the Empty City Strategy.
Looking up, she realized that the sun was already setting.
It felt like just a blink of an eye had turned into an entire afternoon.
With a start, Xin'er remembered that she had rushed out of the inn in a hurry earlier that day and hadn’t seen Xiao Huan since.
She wondered how Xiao Huan was doing now and if she was worried sick about her disappearance.
The thought sent a wave of panic through Xin'er. She quickly stood up from the grass and turned to run towards Cold Manor.
As she finally moved after sitting for an entire afternoon, the man who had been hiding behind the large tree, Renli, began to follow her silently.
Xin'er was completely unaware of this.
All she could think about was getting back to Cold Manor as quickly as possible, not knowing if Xuan had found out about her absence.
If Xuan knew, he would surely be very worried about her!
Just thinking about Xuan made Xin'er's heart swirl with mixed emotions.
Xuan, the man she loved most!
As she thought of this, Xin'er felt a tightening in her chest, a suffocating sensation.
However, at that moment, a chaotic sound of hooves echoed not far in front of her.
Accompanying it was a familiar voice, filled with tension and urgency—
“Xin'er, where are you!? Xin'er!”
“Xuan!? Is that you!?”
Upon realizing this, Xin'er froze for a moment, murmuring to herself. Then, she lifted her beautiful eyes and saw a familiar figure coming into view.
Just then, the man on horseback spotted Xin'er as well. He raised his Long Whip and urged his horse to gallop towards her.
When he reached Xin'er’s side, he immediately pulled on the reins, leaped down from the horse with lightning speed.
In an instant, Xin'er felt a familiar presence rushing towards her. The next moment, she was enveloped in a warm embrace that felt all too familiar.
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