Chapter 340 (2/2)

She might seem like an outside observer in most conflicts, always calm and collected, but Nan Xun knew she was the one who had put in the most effort. If she'd let herself rest, her condition wouldn't have deteriorated so much.

Nan Xun's heart ached. He'd vowed to protect her, but he hadn't been able to take away her worries. Despite losing her memory, she was still weighed down by her past.

His voice grew slower and gentler. The change didn't escape Jun Huang's notice. She'd always been observant.

She looked up at Nan Xun, her breath hitched when she noted the pain in his eyes. She opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't know what to say. Instead, she grabbed his hand tightly, as if the contact was the only thing that could dispel the tension in the air.

“I know there must be more to our relations.h.i.+p than romance even though you haven't told me,” Jun Huang finally said. “Neither of us are regular peasants. It's impossible for us to think only of ourselves. I don't remember anything about the weight we carry, and I don't want to remember. For some reason, a voice in my head keeps telling me to let it go. My past is too heavy for me to take on. However… I don't want you to shoulder the burden on your own.”

Nan Xun's heart pounded as he listened to her every word. At that moment, he fell a little deeper in love.

He calmed himself and looked down at Jun Huang's flushed face. “You said it yourself that the burden is too heavy for one person to bear,” he said seriously. “I don't want you to shoulder everything on your own, either. That's how you used to be. You kept everything to yourself. I can't do anything but watch you suffer. In truth, no two people should ever shoulder the weight of the world.”

Their conversation took a heavy turn. Jun Huang lowered her eyes bemusedly, her thoughts unreadable.

She took a deep breath and straightened her back. “Both you and my master have done a lot for me. I can't just sit around and do nothing. I must overcome my nightmares myself. Outside intervention isn't enough. How about we visit Jun Hao and spend some time together? I haven't seen him for a while.”

Nan Xun pursed his lips. Jun Hao had been living in his safehouse. As for the hideout in the alleyway where the interrogation room was, Yin Yun had been there, taking care of business. Nan Xun didn't know exactly what the man had done, but nothing had gone wrong so far.

That wasn't why he was hesitant, no. It was just… Everytime they went to the safehouse, Jun Hao always clung to Jun Huang.

Looking at Jun Huang's hopeful eyes, Nan Xun nodded in resignation. He understood that she and Jun Hao were bound by blood. Despite her loss of memory, the connection between them remained strong.

That didn't mean he liked seeing Jun Huang being that close with another man, not even her brother.

After disguising themselves, they left the manor for the safehouse. Jun Huang followed Nan Xun to Jun Hao's room.

They boy widened his eyes after opening the door, staring at Jun Huang. Then he threw himself into her arms.

“You haven't visited me for a few days, sister. I thought you've forgotten about me.” Jun Hao pouted. Jun Huang snorted fondly and sat down on the bed, keeping her arm around Jun Hao.

“Of course I haven't forgotten about you,” Jun Huang said with a smile, wiping his tears with a handkerchief. “I've come, haven't I?”

“Sister, sister! You didn't know what happened the past few days…”

“…Yin Yun brought a little rabbit yesterday…”

“…They never let me out to play, but they've brought many interesting things to me. Many of them I haven't seen before…”

“…Oh, I remember you liking uncommon trinkets, sister. I'll go get them for you.”

Jun Hao squirmed out of Jun Huang's arms and rushed to pull out a wooden chest. Inside were a good number of small toys.

Jun Huang listened to him with an indulgent smile. Jun Hao's insistent babbling didn't bother her at all. The two of them laughed without a care in the world.

Nan Xun couldn't help feeling left out. At first Jun Huang would still exchange a few words with him, but now she'd forgotten about his existence. He crossed his arms and fumed.