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“Xin'er, I'm here, I'm here. Don't be afraid, you were just having a nightmare. It's okay, stop crying…”
Hearing Leng Yixuan's gentle voice soothing her, Xin'er slowly calmed down. She sniffled, her red nose twitching, and looked up with tear-filled eyes at the man before her, murmuring softly.
“A nightmare!?”
“Yes, you were just having a nightmare! Don't cry; everything in the dream is fake.”
Leng Yixuan continued to comfort her, but upon hearing his words, Xin'er seemed to ponder for a moment.
“But I'm really scared that this dream might come true…”
Xin'er spoke in a barely audible whisper, and for a moment, Leng Yixuan couldn't catch what she said. He then asked curiously,
“Xin'er, what did you say?”
“Uh, nothing, it's nothing. Xuan…”
Fearing that Leng Yixuan might sense something was off, Xin'er quickly shook her head like waves.
Then she took the handkerchief from Leng Yixuan's hand and wiped away the tears on her face before snuggling back into his embrace. She gently said,
“Xuan, I really love you so much.”
“Hehe, silly girl, I love you too!”
Upon hearing Xin'er's sudden confession, Leng Yixuan couldn't help but smile. His smile was filled with happiness and contentment.
Xin'er felt a pang in her nose as she saw him.
Fearing that Leng Yixuan might notice something, Xin'er quickly lowered her little face and nestled into the man's broad embrace, holding him even tighter.
At that moment, Xin'er made a decision in her heart, and that was...
...
"Something's wrong! The lady is missing!"
Early in the morning, with a panicked and clear voice, the entire Cold Manor erupted into chaos.
Leng Yixuan, who had already set out, hurried back to Cold Manor upon receiving the news from the estate.
However, when he returned to the room, it was already empty.
Only a letter lay quietly on the Carved Canopy Bed where they once slept.
So lonely, so cold.
Leng Yixuan quickly opened the letter. Upon seeing the familiar handwriting and the line of text, he was struck with shock and stood frozen—
The letter contained only one line:
"I'm sorry, I've left. Don't worry."
The scorching summer heat was becoming increasingly unbearable.
"It's especially hot at noon," Kai Xuanrou remarked. The sun blazed down, radiating its fiery charm across the land, causing the temperature to soar so high that even the trees drooped their heads in defeat.
At that moment, a petite woman was seen walking along, a small bundle strapped to her back and a handkerchief in one hand, constantly wiping the sweat from her forehead.
This delicate Young Lady was none other than Xin'er, who had left home in search of freedom!
After a night of contemplation and haunted by a nightmare more real than reality itself, Xin'er realized she could not drag Xuan down with her troubles.
With her resolve firm, Xin'er quickly packed her belongings and quietly slipped away from Cold Manor while Leng Yixuan was out on errands.
Now, she had been away from Cold Manor for two days and two nights.
Initially, after leaving Cold Manor, she immediately boarded a carriage heading out of the city, departing from the capital.
Eventually, after disembarking from the carriage, she found herself walking alone.
That night, she sought refuge in an inn to rest.
However, now that she had left Cold Manor and gazed upon the vast sea of people around her, she felt an overwhelming sense of loneliness; the world seemed so large yet offered no place for her to belong.
Thinking about it made Xin'er feel both sorrowful and heartbroken.
Thinking back to the time when she and her younger brother relied on each other, even living in a dilapidated Tile House, she felt content. As long as they were together, anywhere could be home.
But now, it seemed that she and her brother might never see each other again.
She would never again hear him call her "sister" for the rest of his life.
At this thought, Xin'er felt a pang in her nose.
And the thought of never seeing Xuan again made her heart ache like it was being cut by a knife.
The tears that had been swirling in her eyes finally couldn't be held back and began to fall.
Xuan, I'm sorry. Perhaps you don't understand why I suddenly left without saying goodbye.
But please believe me, I truly love you deeply.
Because I love you, I don't want you to be affected or hurt in any way.
Xin'er thought painfully in her heart as she slowly walked forward.
At that moment, she didn't know where she could go.
But all she wanted was to find a place where Xuan could not reach her.
As for the capital, she didn't know if she would ever return. Perhaps even if she did go back, it would only be after Xuan found another woman he liked and got married. Only then would she consider returning.
The thought of Xuan marrying another woman pierced Xin'er’s heart like a thousand arrows, causing her pain so intense that she could barely breathe.
Perhaps it was her overthinking, but for the past two nights, the heartache had kept her awake, leaving her without sleep.
Every time she closed her eyes, she would think of Xuan and wonder what he was doing at that very moment. Perhaps he was anxiously searching for her in the streets right now.
Just thinking about it made Xin'er feel unbearable; she longed to return to the capital and be by Xuan's side.
But she gritted her teeth and held back.
She forced herself not to look back, continuing to walk forward.
Because she feared that if she turned around, she would lose control and go back to the capital.
She absolutely could not bring harm to Xuan. No!
Xin'er resolutely thought to herself, but just then, a wave of dizziness crashed over her heart.
She felt as if all her strength had been drained away. Her legs went weak, darkness enveloped her vision, and she fainted.
...
Xin'er had no idea how long she had been unconscious. When she finally opened her eyes, she found herself in a completely unfamiliar place.
She realized that she was lying on a very simple wooden bed.
The small room was quite simple, resembling an ordinary dwelling.
Inside, there was a wooden bed, a wooden table, and two wooden stools, along with some daily necessities nearby.
A larger wooden window was wide open, allowing the soft morning light to pour in from outside, illuminating the entire space.
From that gentle morning light, Xin'er could tell that it was indeed early morning.
She had no idea how long she had been unconscious.
All she remembered was walking along when everything went dark, and she fainted.
So, where exactly was this place?
How did she end up here?
Just as Xin'er was filled with confusion, she heard a creaking sound as the wooden door scraped against the floor.
Then, the door that had been gently closed was pushed open from the outside.
At the sound, Xin'er quickly turned her gaze toward the door.
As it swung open, a tall young man appeared in her line of sight.
He looked to be around eighteen or nineteen years old, with a sturdy build. His features were quite ordinary and unremarkable.
From his clothing, it was clear that he was a farmer.
As Xin'er was sizing up the suddenly appearing man, he was also looking at her.
Perhaps unaware that Xin'er had woken up, the man's face immediately showed a hint of surprise.
Seeing the dazed expression on his face, Xin'er couldn't help but gently smile and speak.
"Big brother, were you the one who saved me yesterday? Thank you."
Xin'er expressed her gratitude very politely, her gaze towards the man warm and courteous.
The faint smile on her face was light and charming, captivating enough to bring a flush to the man's dark complexion.
His gaze towards Xin'er was filled with admiration.
It wasn't until Xin'er blinked and softly called out to him several times that he snapped back to reality, then he reached up to scratch the back of his head and laughed heartily.
"Haha, sorry about that! It's good to see you awake."
With that said, the man seemed to remember something and walked over to Xin'er, speaking as he approached.
"I just made some porridge. You must be hungry! Please eat."
"Hehe, thank you very much, big brother."
Hearing the man's words, Xin'er couldn't help but smile. She took the large bowl he offered and began to eat the porridge slowly.
She must be really hungry right now!
Since leaving Cold Manor a few days ago, she had been unable to eat or sleep, and she had lost quite a bit of weight.
However, now, as the faint aroma of the millet porridge wafted up, her stomach began to rumble incessantly.
So, after taking the bowl, Xin'er lowered her head and started eating.
Though she ate quickly, her movements were graceful and elegant.
The man beside her watched in awe once again.
His gaze, filled with admiration and fascination, remained fixed on Xin'er without a blink.
It wasn't until Xin'er finished her porridge and slowly looked up that she met the man's dazed and captivated expression. Her head tilted slightly in confusion as she blinked her beautiful eyes and asked,
"Excuse me, big brother, is something wrong? Is there something on my face?"
"Uh, no, no! I just think you're very beautiful, really beautiful. Haha..."
Upon hearing Xin'er's words, the man chuckled awkwardly.
His ordinary face flushed with shyness.
Upon hearing the man's words, Xin'er felt that this big brother was very honest and kind-hearted.
Seeing this man, she also breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it was this big brother who saved her. If it had been someone else, she didn't know what might have happened to her.
Thinking of this, Xin'er couldn't help but speak to the man.
"Big brother, are you the one who saved me!?"
"Yes, yesterday I went up the mountain to chop wood. When I came down, I saw you lying on the ground, so I brought you back. But there’s no doctor here, and I was worried! I'm glad you're awake now."
Hearing the man's words and seeing the relief on his face warmed Xin'er's heart.
"Big brother, you really are a good person!"
As she said this, Xin'er seemed to remember something and continued speaking.
"Oh, big brother, my name is Xin'er. Please don't call me 'young lady' like that."
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