Mo Ran had helped the old lady clean for two days, and the villa was refreshed, with even the flowers and plants in the garden replanted.
In the afternoon, brewing a cup of fragrant jasmine tea, Mo Ran sat on the garden swing, reading a book while swinging back and forth.
She wore a white lace dress, her long hair flowing freely, sunlight filtering through the leaves and dappling her with spots of starry light. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel✶fire.net
Her profile was serene and gentle, with a hint of a smile on her lips, so peacefully beautiful that it seemed almost criminal to disturb the scene.
Gu Yixuan approached her gently, enfolding her from behind in a warm embrace.
Mo Ran shifted slightly, smiling as she turned to glance at him.
"This dress was bought by me for you," he said.
Gu Yixuan’s smile was charming. "The moment I saw this dress, I felt you would look beautiful in it."
And indeed, she looked stunning, like a fairy so ethereal she seemed untethered from this worldly realm.
"Did you really think that at the time?" Mo Ran felt surprised.
"Mhm." Gu Yixuan closed his eyes briefly, unable to hide the smile on his lips, "Actually, from the first moment I saw you, I felt something towards you, but I was always reluctant to face it. Each time I saw you, I pretended not to care and acted indifferently, yet my heart was already in disarray because of you."
As he confessed his feelings, Mo Ran was taken aback. She hadn’t expected that he had started caring about her so early on.
"Back then, I thought you really didn’t love me anymore. I secretly felt heartbroken quite a few times," she said.
Gu Yixuan tightened his arms around her, planting a kiss on her eyes, "I won’t treat you like that anymore, and you don’t need to feel heartbroken. I’ve listened to your tape twice; although I still don’t remember much, I know everything you said is true. I’m sorry, Ranran, for the many things I did back then to hurt you."
Mo Ran hadn’t talked about who was right or wrong in the tape, simply narrating the events that had transpired between them in an objective tone. Yet he had heard much from her words.
Mo Ran shook her head, "I don’t blame you at all, actually, I also did many things that hurt you. Gu Yixuan, about the child, I’ve always wanted to say sorry to you."
"All of those things are in the past. In the future, we’ll have our own children, one, two, three, as many as we want," he reassured her.
"Do you think I’m a pig?" Mo Ran pouted, frowning slightly.