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As he looked at the teary-eyed Qian Lan, Mo Zichen couldn’t resist gently leaning over and placing a kiss on her lips.
At first, Qian Lan was a little surprised. But, slowly, she began to close her eyes…
Mo Zichen didn’t know why he was being impulsive; he simply didn’t want to see Qian Lan cry. 5 years ago, when she cried, his heart softened for her. Now, 5 years later, the same thing happened.
“Stop crying!”
Qian Lan stopped crying, but she couldn’t hold back her sobs.
Mo Zichen watched as Qian Lan helped him apply medicine to his wounds, but he did not say another word. Wounds like this were normal for him, but for Qian Lan, it was a huge shock.
“What department are you in? The special forces? Or is it a secret organization?”
“Don’t ask me anything, it’s of no benefit to you,” Mo Zichen said before he stood up from the sofa. “Besides, these injuries are nothing. After all, the biggest injury is the one you gave me.”
“I’m sorry,” Qian Lan replied. “I’m honestly sorry, but the mistake has already been made and I’ve already been punished for 5 years because of it, Zichen…”
“While you punished yourself, you also punished me.” After speaking, Mo Zichen entered the kitchen; he promised that he’d make dinner.
That night, the couple sat quietly at the dining table. Qian Lan looked at Mo Zichen while he had his head down and said, “I will try my best to be a good wife.”
Mo Zichen did not reply immediately. Only after he finished eating, did he say to Qian Lan, “If you want to become a good wife, then you should wash the dishes.”
Qian Lan was a little surprised as she nodded her head, “OK.”
Qian Lan was ecstatic, even though Mo Zichen only gave her a slight response.
As bedtime hit, the couple entered the bedroom one after the other. When Qian Lan noticed Mo Zichen was already lying in bed, her cheeks flushed red because he had no shirt on.
But, when she approached and saw the scars on his body, her eyes almost turned red again.
Afterwards, the couple lay together in bed. Qian Lan gently touched a scar on Mo Zichen’s back and imagined how much pain he was in when he received the injury.
“If you keep touching, something bad is going to happen. Go to sleep,” Mo Zichen’s voice traveled into her ears. But, she did not feel threatened by these words. Instead, she moved her lips towards his back and gently kissed the scar.
Mo Zichen froze. A moment later, he turned around and looked at Qian Lan. Their gaze met as a countless amount of emotions flooded their eyes…
“I already warned you!” Mo Zichen suddenly trapped Qian Lan between his arms and pressed her beneath his body.
“You’re…injured!” Qian Lan reminded.
“Don’t underestimate me.” Underneath the blankets, Mo Zichen’s hands quickly removed the pajamas on Qian Lan’s body. But, as he ran his hands across her body, he did not feel any desire to kiss her.
The trauma in his heart was still there.
In the end, he helped her put her pajamas back on and rolled back to his side of the bed, “My wound hurts.”
Qian Lan’s gaze turned dull.
Soon, Mo Zichen’s steady breaths echoed through Qian Lan’s ears. At this time, Qian Lan stood up, wandered over to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room and looked out into the distance.
She was about to leave for a mission and she didn’t know how long it would take before she’d come back. It wasn’t easy for Mo Zichen to finally relax a little around her, if she had to wait another 10-14 days, when would she fully win his heart.
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