Lu Yunchu calmed his breathing and moved his gaze from the full moon to Wen Zhan.
The huge shock made her heart pound, and she realized belatedly what Wen Zhan's action meant.
Her mind was in a mess and she wanted to ask but didn't know where to start.
"Wen Zhan, do you want to take me to appreciate the moon?"
Wen Zhan turned his head, smiling unchanged, and nodded at her.
She licked her lips nervously, with an incredible thought in her mind: "Did you know that the moon was like this just now?"
Wen Zhan looked at her, his gentleness seemed to blend into the moonlight.
He did not answer immediately, but lowered his eyes.
Seeing him like this, Lu Yunchu felt a pang in his heart, thinking that he was overthinking.
Suddenly, Wen Zhan took a step forward, as if he had mustered up his courage, and forced himself to look her in the eye.
Only then did she realize that he was trembling slightly.
He must have been very nervous, so nervous that his breathing became irregular.
Wen Zhan smiled, with worry and uneasiness in his eyes, and nodded heavily to her.
It was as if a string of electric sparks exploded in his brain, crackling, and Lu Yunchu's eyes were filled with dizzy starlight.
She was so surprised that she stuttered when she spoke, not knowing how to organize her words: "You mean, you, you discovered that this world... No, do you have independent consciousness?" No, he couldn't understand these words at all.
Lu Yunchu didn't know how to clearly express his hope. He hoped that he was not the only sober soul in this world.
She kept asking different questions: "Do you know who I am? You know that the moon should wax and wane, and people should also have their joys and sorrows, apart from the sorrows and joys of fate—"
Her words came to an abrupt halt as Wen Zhan suddenly held her hand.
His hands were very cold, and felt like cold jade, but they could convey great strength to her.
She thought she knew the answer.
It was obviously a very happy thing, but she felt like crying.
She always felt that loneliness was the norm in life. No matter whether she grew up alone or had to go through several reincarnations, she had never been afraid with her numb heart.
But when the loneliness was broken, she realized that it was such a joy to have someone by her side. This gentle feeling of support even made her feel a little overwhelmed.
After Wen Zhan expressed his affirmation, his eyes fell on the two people's overlapping hands. He felt ashamed of his inappropriate behavior and tried to let go.
Lu Yunchu felt his movement and grabbed it, preventing him from taking it away.
Wen Zhan was panicked for a moment.
When he was panicking, his eyes would slightly widen, the mist in front of his eyes would dissipate, and his clear eyes would be filled with uneasiness that could be easily captured.
Oh, he's so shy.
Lu Yunchu felt that he was too insensitive. He was moved and excited one moment, but turned into a sly person the next.
She just wanted to see him helpless.
"Thank you for taking the initiative to hold my hand." She hid her giggles and looked into Wen Zhan's eyes seriously.
It was indeed he who took the initiative to hold her hand. He mustered up the courage to admit that he was a monster created by this strange world, and mustered up the courage to stay in her world for a little longer. All these selfish, uneasy, and struggling thoughts disappeared in an instant, and were all transformed into inexplicable shame.
He was holding her hand, but it wasn't the kind of hand holding that meant...
Wen Zhan's ears turned red visibly, he really wanted to explain it clearly, but unfortunately he was a mute and could only express his innocence with his eyes.
He wanted to pull his hand away, but Lu Yunchu didn't let him.
She deliberately lowered her head and said in a muffled voice: "Thank you, holding my hand like this makes me feel so much better. I am so afraid of loneliness, it turns out that holding hands can also have the power of companionship."
The hand that tried to struggle to pull away froze, then slowly and gently, tentatively, he held her hand tightly.
The blush on Wen Zhan's ears faded, and his expression was no longer panicked, replaced by a gentleness filled with pity.
Lu Yunchu almost laughed out loud, ah, this is too easy to fool!
She went further and put her other hand on top, clasping his hand with both hands to prevent him from leaving.
Wen Zhan thought she was really sad, and thinking about how he felt when she first entered this world, he could understand her feelings.
He felt very guilty, guilty that he was cowardly and numb for not confessing it earlier.
He imitated Lu Yunchu's movements and gently touched the top of her head.
Lu Yunchu could hardly hold back his laughter. Since he was so easy to deceive, wouldn't it be a waste if he didn't push his luck a little further
The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and the people under the moon are even more beautiful. It’s not too much to give them a hug, right
She cleared her throat and was about to ask for comfort and a hug when Wen Zhan suddenly took her hand and led her downstairs.
Lu Yunchu was caught off guard and looked at him in surprise.
Wen Zhan helped her put on the hood of her cloak, and his meaning was very clear: it was windy in the pavilion, so she should go down quickly.
What? Lu Yunchu is anxious and doesn’t want to do that.
She pulled Wen Zhan and pretended to be pitiful: "I haven't seen such a beautiful moonlight in a long, long time. Can you look at it for a while longer?"
Wen Zhan paused, his expression softened, he nodded, took off his cloak with one hand and put it on her.
His cloak was very long, and it dragged directly on the ground after being draped over Lu Yunchu's body. His warmth and medicinal fragrance were still on it, which made Lu Yunchu's face feel a little hot.
Wen Zhan is weak, and if he catches a cold, the consequences will outweigh the benefits.
Lu Yunchu could only give up and said to him, "Put it on quickly. If you don't want to admire the moon, go back to the house."
She did what she wanted to do, and Wen Zhan didn't get angry, but nodded in agreement.
After returning to the room, Lu Yunchu washed up and dived into bed.
Wen Zhan cleaned up slowly. He liked cleanliness, and even in the cold winter he felt comfortable only after taking a thorough bath in the bathtub.
Lu Yunchu had a lot of questions to ask him, but he was too slow to pack up, and by the time he got here, Lu Yunchu was almost falling asleep from waiting.
She felt a figure approaching, and lifted the quilt on the outside of the bed. There was a fresh scent of water vapor between their movements.
"Wen Zhan." She was dazed and tried to open her eyes and talk to him.
When Wen Zhan saw her struggling appearance, he just thought she was sleeping uneasily.
So he reached out and stroked the top of her head gently twice.
Perhaps the sense of comfort Lu Yunchu brought to him when he stroked the top of his head was too deep, and he thought that this action could also soothe her uneasy dreams.
He couldn't be more wrong.
He stretched out his hand, lowered the sleeves of his shirt, and the fragrance on his body immediately penetrated into Lu Yunchu's nose. But the cool medicinal fragrance was still very faint, curling like smoke, lingering at the tip of her nose for a long time, which was really itchy.
Lu Yunchu gritted his teeth and wanted to struggle to sit up and hold him down.
But her eyes were too heavy to open, and she fell into a deep sleep without paying attention.
Before going to bed, she gnashed her teeth and thought that she would ask everything she wanted to ask tomorrow, and also hold his hand and tell him not to touch her head again, otherwise she...
But when he opened his eyes the next day, Lu Yunchu sadly discovered that he had caught a cold.
She lay weakly on the bed, shaking her dizzy head and trying to sit up.
She had too much fun last night and was sweating all over. The cold wind made her feel hot and cold at times, so it was normal for her to catch a cold.
But I didn't catch a cold in the morning or in the evening, but it happened at this time, which is too much!
As she thought about this, her upper body, which had just been raised, suddenly fell down due to weakness. When she was about to fall back into the bed, an arm held her steadily.
Wen Zhan supported her with one hand and put a pillow behind her back with the other.
He handed the notebook to Lu Yunchu.
The words written on it were already there: You have caught a cold. I found a package of medicine for treating colds in the kitchen and am boiling it now. You can drink a bowl of it later.
Lu Yunchu blinked and became a little more awake: "I'm fine, I can get up."
Wen Zhan rubbed it with his index finger and turned to the next page. On it was the same sentence that had been written long ago: No. You slept until now, you must have caught a severe cold, you must have a good rest.
Lu Yunchu widened his eyes and looked at Wen Zhan in disbelief.
"But I don't feel well. I want to wash my face."
Wen Zhan nodded and put the notebook down. Just when Lu Yunchu thought he was going to leave the bed and let her get up, he brought a copper basin from the bedside and handed it to Lu Yunchu.
Lu Yunchu: …
She put her hand into the copper basin and the water was just the right temperature.
Good boy. Lu Yunchu took out a towel from the copper basin and rubbed it roughly on his face. He was now completely awake.
"I need to go to the bathroom." She wasn't shy at all.
Instead, Wen Zhan froze for a moment, his ears flushed as he fetched a clean thick cloak from the side and stood aside waiting for her to get up.
Lu Yunchu turned over and got out of bed, and he immediately wrapped her in his cloak. He actually thought of this.
Damn it, Lu Yunchu cursed in his heart. Why is there such a strange feeling? It's just... Although it is Wen Zhan's style, it makes people feel that something is wrong.
After going to the toilet and washing his hands, Lu Yunchu returned to the bed wrapped in a cloak and got back into bed.
Wen Zhan was waiting here. When he saw her come back, he turned to the third page of the book: You must be hungry. There is some porridge left over from yesterday. I am heating it up over a low fire. We can eat it later. Sorry, I don't know how to cook. I hope you can teach me in the future.
Lu Yunchu touched his empty belly and realized that he was indeed very hungry.
She said, "I don't want to just drink the porridge, I want to eat it with steamed dumplings." She lifted the corner of the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, "I'll wrap myself in a cloak and go to bed. It's just for a while, and it's just a minor cold, it won't cause any trouble."
Wen Zhan gently held the corner of her quilt.
Lu Yunchu: ... I have a bad feeling in my heart.
Sure enough, Wen Zhan gently turned to the fourth page of the book, which read: You should want to eat something else. Last time I saw you steaming dumplings, I learned from you. This time I steamed a basket of dumplings and they will be ready soon.
Lu Yunchu:?!
She looked at Wen Zhan in astonishment. Wen Zhan smiled back at her and pointed to the kitchen, indicating that he was going to watch the fire.
After he left, Lu Yunchu leaned on the bed and thought carefully, what was wrong? Wen Zhan was still Wen Zhan, but this was different from the last time when he was drying her hair. Although he was still taking care of her gently, it always felt like there was something missing...
She rubbed her chin with her fingers, and a vague answer was about to emerge in her mind.
The next moment, Wen Zhan came in with a plate of food. Lu Yunchu turned to look at him and his eyes widened instantly.
He actually wore the sky blue apron that Lu Yunchu had made for fun!
Wen Zhan knew nothing about this thing. He just thought that he had to wear it when entering the kitchen to be clean. He hurried to bring the porridge and steamed dumplings that had just come out of the pot while they were still hot, and forgot to take it off.
He is tall and has long legs, and his temperament is cold and aloof, but he looks totally natural in an apron.
Lu Yunchu suddenly realized that the case had been solved. This was a good wife and mother, a good male mother!