"It’s different." Xu Chang’an, rarely recalling his past life, whispered in Yun Qian’s ear, "Now, I’ve fulfilled a wish."
If only I could have met Miss Yun earlier.
"You... really like watching the sunrise." Yun Qianyi nestled in Xu Chang’an’s arms, feeling his intense gaze.
It seems that, besides Miss Aqing, there’s another thing Xu Chang’an really likes, but it has nothing to do with her.
"There’s a reason I like it." Xu Chang’an curled his lips, "Miss, guess why."
Yun Qian was taken aback.
Since Xu Chang’an asked her ... it means that he likes watching the sunrise because of her.
"Does it have something to do with me?" Yun Qian fluttered her eyelashes, "You just said I’m like the moon, and the sun and moon are different."
"Miss is smart but doesn’t like to think."
Xu Chang’an felt Yun Qian’s long hair warmed by the sunlight, took a deep breath, and watched the enormous, blazing sun that had completely separated from the sea in the distance, his expression earnest.
He likes watching the sunrise because—
"The sun after this can no longer be looked at directly."
The sunrise’s sun is beautiful.
Afterwards, it becomes glaring and cannot be looked at directly.
If you want to see it clearly again, it would be at sunset.
And Yun Qian... in Xu Chang’an’s eyes, is the rising sun of dawn, her origins mysterious, her radiance not yet fully revealed, so that he can hold her in his arms.
"The sun after this can no longer be looked at directly?" Yun Qian still did not understand.
"I mean, if Miss were any more formidable, I might not be able to look at you directly. That’s why I want to look enough now." Xu Chang’an squinted, thinking to himself that this was also a love confession.
"You’re really strange." Yun Qian shook her head, thinking that only she was not worthy of him, how could it be the other way around.
"I somewhat understand now." Yun Qian pondered.
Her husband is the morning sun, for now, she can linger by his side.
If he grows a bit, changing from a boy to a young man...
The sun after that cannot be looked at directly, cannot—will not want to embrace her.
So that’s what it means.
"Miss, what’s wrong?" Xu Chang’an sensitively noticed the change in Yun Qian’s mood.
"Nothing." Yun Qian gently shook her head, "Now you’re different, I know... so my cultivation as a wife is especially important."
Watching the sunrise was indeed good, reminding oneself of such an important thing.
Must make him like me, like me more, like me even more.
Can’t let him know my secret.
Avoid anything that would make him distant or disgusted.
"What do you mean?" Xu Chang’an was bewildered.
"It means originally you liked the sunrise because of me, but what truly makes you like it is still only... Miss Aqing." Yun Qian said slowly.
He had gotten all tangled up by Yun Qian.
"Never mind... this experience of watching the sunrise was great, that’s enough." Xu Chang’an showed a satisfied expression.
"As long as you like it." Yun Qian gently freed Xu Chang’an’s hand, knelt by the table, and poured him a glass of wine.
Xu Chang’an took the wine cup and drank it in one gulp.
"Is it good?" Yun Qian asked.
"Delicious." Xu Chang’an nodded.
Xu Chang’an thought that if it was given by Miss Yun, even water scooped directly from the lake would taste good.
"So I am a useful person." Yun Qian looked at him seriously and said.
"Even if it’s only to pour you a drink."