Understanding someone is to be considerate and dispel her awkwardness silently, to allow her to stay relaxed in front of you.
Xia Jinyuan had no love experience. But he understood Ye Jian and knew how he could be closer to her heart.
Ye Jian was not someone calculative. She was already being carried and she did mention that she was fine and wanted to get down. She might as well just thank him.
She whispered, "I was fine just now, Yang Jin misunderstood me. You don't have to worry too much, I have always known how to take care of myself."
"In the absence of somebody who can take care of you, it is only natural that you have to take care of yourself. But now, I am here to take care of you. You don't have to feel that you are being a burden. Let your wound recover properly, then I won't be worried." Her words made Xia Jinyuan sigh softly. The compassion in his heart grew and the Little Fox had made his heart ache.
Having to stay strong alone for so long, she had forgotten that she could sometimes rely on others too.
His words silenced Ye Jian. She had always been used to taking care of herself, and she knew how to do that.
She also knew that in her life, the most dependable person that she had was herself, no one else.
But she could not refute Xia Jinyuan's words. She should not be treating him harshly as these sincere words came from his heart.
Seeing that it was none of her business, Yang Jin said something to Xia Jinyuan and left, bouncing with joy.
Yesterday's gunfight did not taint the passionate Tibetan girl's heart.
Carrying her and avoiding the sharp stones, his pace was steady. And his back was like a mountain, providing strength and support to Ye Jian to rely on. It was also like the ocean, accepting her wholeheartedly.
Her face was lightly pressed against his back, feeling his temperature. Her facial expression showed a tinge of confusion.
She thought in her heart that Xia Jinyuan is special.
So special and yet so dangerous. She wanted to escape, far away from him.
She did not need family. Neither did she need love.
What she needs are strength and courage…
She needed to rely on her own strength to come out on top. With her own hands, she will use them to crush those who had bullied and humiliated her, so that they will never have the chance to do that ever again.
Ye Jian was a strong girl, having experienced near death and always staying true to her initial resolution, she was able to quickly think positively again.
Back in the tent, Xia Jinyuan did not question why she had gone out, and did not mention that the next time she wanted to relieve herself, she could tell him in advance.
He understood that all these care and concern, if he were to say it, it would only make Ye Jian unhappy.
Pretending to not know occasionally can sometimes protect the other party's dignity.
"Slow down, don't use too much strength." Xia Jinyuan supported her body weight with his body, before slowing relaxing his hands. "I'm letting go now, get up slowly, don't rush."
She badly wanted her wound to recover. Ye Jian did not dare to be complacent anymore. She slowly stood up, with both hands on the shawl, so that she would not slip.
With his head hung low, Xia Jinyuan said with a helpless voice, "Stop covering, I will close my eyes and not look at it."
Her heart skipped. As a result of his words, her grip on the shawl tightened.