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Gu Li smiled, reaching out to pat Jun Moyan on the shoulder, "This girl is really nice, make sure to treasure her."
Jun Moyan nodded slightly.
"Then I’ll go next door to see Wuchen."
After Gu Li left, Wen Xiao’ai asked Jun Moyan, "Jun Moyan, what exactly is a girlfriend? Why do so many people ask if I’m your girlfriend?"
"Qing Yi asked last time, then Brother Ye Qi, Grandpa also asked, and he asked."
"And why, when Qing Yi asked last time, you said I was just a kid, but this time when Big Brother Gu asked, you didn’t answer again." Wen Xiao’ai also called Gu Li as Big Brother Gu, following Jun Moyan.
Jun Moyan raised his hand and touched her head gently, "It’s nothing, it just means we’re very close."
"Very close?" Wen Xiao’ai thought for a moment, "Does that mean I’m also Brother Ye Qi’s girlfriend, and also Qing Yi’s, and Brother Ye Qi’s girlfriend?"
"No!" Jun Moyan’s expression changed immediately, and he blurted out.
"Isn’t that how it is?"
"No, it can only be me."
"Because I am Jun Moyan."
"Because you are Jun Moyan, and I am Xiaoguai, so I can only be your girlfriend?"
"Then, by that logic, aren’t you my boyfriend?"
Having a girlfriend implies having a boyfriend.
Jun Moyan, looking into Wen Xiao’ai’s clear eyes, nodded slightly, his face somewhat unnaturally responding:
"Then I understand." Wen Xiao’ai somewhat grasped why she could only say she was Jun Moyan’s girlfriend, yet she was still somewhat confused.
"So in the future if someone asks who I am, I just say I am Jun Moyan’s girlfriend, right?"
"And if someone asks who you are, you must say you are Xiaoguai’s boyfriend."
"Hehe." Wen Xiao’ai laughed, reaching out to hold Jun Moyan’s hand.
Boyfriend, girlfriend, it really isn’t the same as just friends.
Gu Li pushed open the door to the hospital room where Jun Wuchen was staying, saw the sleeping Jun Wuchen on the bed, and quietly walked in.
Stopping beside the bed, looking at the pale, weary face of Jun Wuchen, Gu Li’s eyes were filled with tenderness.
He took a chair, sat down softly in front of the hospital bed, and quietly watched the sleeping Jun Wuchen.
He thought back to some childhood memories.
He remembered the first time he met him at Jun Wuchen’s full-month celebration.
His parents and grandfather had taken him, then four years old, to attend Jun Wuchen’s full-month celebration.
Being young, his memory had faded quite a bit, but certain fragments Gu Li still remembered clearly.
He remembered the first time he saw him, Jun Wuchen, still held in his mother’s arms, smiled at him.
That smile, untouched by the mundane world, reaching straight into the depths of one’s soul, was the cleanest smile he had ever seen, and he still remembered it to this day.
At that time, Jun Wuchen was held in his mother’s arms, tiny and particularly good-looking, the best he had ever seen.
Of course, not just in childhood, throughout his life, Jun Wuchen had been the best looking, the cleanest he had ever seen.
Having attended other babies’ full-month celebrations, Gu Li liked only Jun Wuchen.
At that time, he was young, simply thought he was good-looking, so he liked him.
But unlike other babies, who would kick and cry and fuss, he did not.
He really was sweet-natured, rarely cried or made noise, laughed whenever someone played with him.
His laughter was particularly nice to hear.
Better than any sound in the world.
Back then, he even spoke to Grandpa Jun, asking to have Jun Wuchen as his younger brother.