"So small, where should I put it?"
"On the hand. Not this one, the left hand."
Wen Xiao’ai switched hands.
Jun Moyan took her hand and slowly placed the ring he personally chose that morning onto her ring finger.
His heart was beating so fast, even his hand holding the ring trembled slightly.
He was so nervous he held his breath. Though it didn’t show on the surface, inside he felt like a turbulent river.
Nervousness, excitement, and thrill filled him completely, even his pupils were slightly contracted.
He had never felt this way even in life-and-death scenarios before.
To personally put a ring on the finger of the one he loves is such a beautiful, sacred, and solemn act.
Although at this moment they might not receive any blessings, and even Wen Xiao’ai had no idea what the ring represented, it didn’t matter. Having this chance to put the ring on her, even if they couldn’t be together forever, he would have no regrets even if he died.
But it was unfair to Xiaoguai.
"...Once it’s on, it won’t get lost."
Jun Moyan spoke, only to find his voice dry and hoarse due to nervousness.
Wen Xiao’ai raised her hand with the ring in front of her and smiled as she asked. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ noveⅼfire.net
"Is this the same as the little bell? If I lose it, can you find me with this too?"
"No, but it’s as important as the little bell."
Jun Moyan didn’t plan to tell Wen Xiao’ai now what the ring represents, nor did he tell her that the ring comes in pairs, with the men’s version on him.
He hoped to have the chance to personally explain the meaning of the ring to her, and even more hoped for the day Xiaoguai would put the other ring on him.
"I know, whatever you give me is surely important. Don’t worry, I definitely won’t lose them."
Jun Moyan smiled and held her hand with the ring tightly in his, cradling it as if holding it in his palms. His thumb gently stroked the ring, his eyes slightly warm.
"...It’s really beautiful." He murmured.
From now on, is Xiaoguai his bride?
Upon thinking this, Jun Moyan couldn’t help smiling, his eyes filled with tenderness and a satisfied happiness.
"Take one more step forward, just a small step, keep it up."
"Amazing, little guy, your recovery ability is really strong!"
Bai Yi squatted beside the bed, continuously cheering and encouraging Little Gray Cat, helping it with physical recovery.
Yesterday, even standing up was difficult, but today it could walk, although it’s hard, painful, and every two steps require half an hour of rest, at least it’s taken a few steps.
Drunkard said once it could move, they should do rehabilitation exercise, which aids in physical recovery.
However, just after the praise, Little Gray Cat couldn’t hold up and fell back on the bed, resting with eyes closed, while moans of pain kept coming from its small mouth.
"Keep at it, with your efforts, you’ll be able to run and jump in less than half a month."
Bai Yi knew recovery was painful, but there was no other choice.
If you want to get better quickly without any aftereffects, you have to grit your teeth and endure it.
"Let’s rest a bit, and then we’ll continue. If you can walk five more steps, I’ll have Sister Xiaocha make fish soup for you. When you recover, I’ll find eight female cats for you."
Feng Liyan, who was resting, opened his eyes upon hearing Bai Yi’s cheeky remark and glared at him.
"Eight aren’t enough? Then ten."