Ever since Chuxia met Bai Yixuan, he had always been very kind to her. He worried about her safety, gave her his apartment to live in, delivered breakfast to her every day, helped her find work, and took care of various other matters. Although their days together had been short, the kindness he showed her seemed endless.
After all, they were just playmates from the orphanage when they were children. Now, so many years had passed. Even the best of relationships fade over time, change, and cannot remain as pure as they were in childhood.
Yet, it seemed as if he had never changed from the past to the present, treating her with unwavering kindness, even more so than before, to the point where she felt somewhat overwhelmed by it.
Bai Yixuan hadn’t expected Ling Chuxia to cry, and he was somewhat at a loss. He quickly set the ginger soup on the dining table, walked over to her, pulled her over, and had her sit down in a chair. Then he took two tissues from the table and began to wipe the corners of her eyes. "Silly girl, haven’t you cried enough just now? What’s got you crying again all of a sudden?"
Ling Chuxia, however, stubbornly stared at Bai Yixuan as if she wouldn’t rest until she got an answer.
Bai Yixuan couldn’t help but sigh lightly. He pulled out the chair next to Ling Chuxia, sat down, and faced her question. He seemed to find it amusing and couldn’t help but crack a smile. "Do I need a reason to be nice to you? Because you’re Xiaxia."
When he first saw her in the orphanage, she was so small, so tender, and he really wanted to hold her but was afraid to, worried that he wouldn’t do it right and might hurt her.
But she wasn’t the least bit shy. With her bright, dark eyes, she grinned at him, then reached out her little hands towards him, murmuring, "Brother Xuan, hold me, hold me."
At that moment, his whole heart melted.
Every abandoned child fears loneliness, fears being alone. But when Xiaxia appeared, he was no longer alone; he had Xiaxia.
From the moment he picked up Ling Chuxia, he told himself in his heart that Xiaxia would be his responsibility from then on. He would take good care of her, accompany her, and ensure she was always happy.
Regrettably, he was unable to fulfill his promise back then. Now that he had finally found her, of course, he intended to be doubly good to her, to make up for the lost time.
Ling Chuxia had never expected that Bai Yixuan’s answer would be so simple, so straightforward.
There was no reason, just because she was Xiaxia.
Moisture collected in the corners of Ling Chuxia’s eyes, her vision blurring, but her heart was warm, incredibly warm. She looked at Bai Yixuan with a hoarse voice, "Brother Xuan, thank you, thank you for being so kind to me."
It had been a very long time since anyone had been so kind to her. In her memory, there was a boy who was very kind to her, so kind that even though he caused her much pain later, she couldn’t bring herself to dislike him, to hate him.
ly girl," Bai Yixuan whispered affectionately. He held the tissue and carefully wiped the tears from Ling Chuxia’s face, just about to say something when his phone suddenly rang.
Bai Yixuan took his phone out of his pocket, glanced at the screen, his dark eyes narrowing. Then he said to Ling Chuxia, "I need to take this call."
Ling Chuxia nodded. Bai Yixuan got up from his chair and walked toward the living room before pressing the answer button.