C105 Letter of Withdrawal (1/2)

As Nangong Lin brought Yan Xiaoxi back to the manor, the two of them remained silent. Nangong Lin knew that he had hurt Yan Xiaoxi's heart and he could see the pain and doubt in her eyes. Even so, he still remained silent.

Yan Xiaoxi had guessed that Nangong Lin didn't intend to explain and wanted her to believe him. However, he didn't want to believe her. Yan Xiaoxi felt wronged and didn't know how to continue this relationship.

In a moment, the Lin King's Manor arrived. This place originally had the warmth of a home for Yan Xiaoxi, but now it seemed exceptionally cold. Without Nangong Lin's love, there was no meaning in being majestic and grand.

The two of them walked into the mansion one after the other. The butler came to greet them. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed that the atmosphere wasn't right. Thus, he could only tactfully shut his mouth and follow closely behind the two.

Yan Xiaoxi walked towards her room's seat while Nangong Lin walked in the opposite direction. Like this, the two of them split up at a fork in the road without saying a single word.

Yan Xiaoxi felt bitter in her heart. She didn't understand why this was all happening.

Why didn't Nangong Lin believe her? Were their feelings for each other really so fragile? If it was, then it was fine, but she didn't think so.

”Little Linlin.” Yan Xiaoxi turned her head and called out to Nangong Lin, who had walked a few steps away.

Nangong Lin turned his head around and looked at Yan Xiaoxi with astonishment. His eyes that were as calm as the starlight did not have a single ripple. It was so deep and profound that Yan Xiaoxi was unable to understand what was going on in his heart.

She suddenly felt that at this moment, Nangong Lin had once again sealed her heart and drawn that fake mask in front of her. In an instant, he had pushed her a thousand miles away, and from the two of them being so intimate with each other, they had become two strangers who did not have any sort of trust.

Yan Xiaoxi's words were stuck in her throat, 'Do you believe me?' She couldn't ask, couldn't ask anymore.

This was because from Nangong Lin's behavior, Yan Xiaoxi had already understood everything. She had long since heard the answer to this question in the palace, so why did she need to humiliate him as she wished?

”Xi Er?” Nangong Lin's probing gaze wandered over Yan Xiaoxi's body.

”I'm fine.” After spitting out these two words, Yan Xiaoxi turned around resolutely without even looking at Nangong Lin.

Her soft and decisive back carried a sense of parting. She finally understood the meaning of the words' heart is like ashes'. She was experiencing it deeply.

Nangong Lin stood on the spot like a thousand-year-old iceberg, not moving at all. His eyes that were as deep as a black hole stared unwaveringly at Yan Xiaoxi's disappearing figure. He frowned as he clenched his fists.

In this world, the person he didn't want to hurt the most was Yan Xiaoxi. Sometimes, love wasn't about possession, but about protecting her safety.

Nangong Lin did not regret pushing her away.

Yan Xiaoxi returned to her room dejectedly and sat on her chair in a daze. Her mind was filled with countless questions and answers. Finally, she made a decision.

Then, abruptly, she stood up, walked to her desk, picked up her pen, and wrote a line of words on a piece of white paper. The words were familiar to her, the same words, the same meaning, but the mood of drawing a brush was different.

The first time was a happy one, one that could not wait to be released. This time, it was filled with hesitation, disappointment and reluctance.

Putting away the note, the worry in Yan Xiaoxi's heart seemed to have deepened.

”Xiao Cui.” Yan Xiaoxi called out.

”Why is the wangfei looking for me?” Xiao Cui immediately entered the room.