Chapter 326

"When was this taken?" Hua Xin asked curiously, then looked back at the table, where several framed photos were displayed. Xia Yan pondered for a moment, then hesitated, seemingly carefully reviewing his memories. "Back then, they weren't divorced yet, and they hadn't completely confronted each other, so I was naturally in a stage where I knew nothing. I remember that going to amusement parks was really popular among my classmates, and some people even went to Disneyland." "I kept begging them, saying things like I wanted to go, but actually, I didn't really want to go to the amusement park that much. I just wanted them to be with me for a while." Xia Yan's eyes didn't show any sadness; instead, he continued with a slight smile, "Then Grandpa took me there himself, but when we got to the amusement park, he seemed to have more fun than I did. He took me to the front row of the roller coaster that I was too scared to ride, and his screams turned into cheers." "And I could only close my eyes and almost faint from fright. I guess I was thinking, 'Please stop the roller coaster from moving anymore,' and I rode the whole ride with that thought in mind. My legs were weak when I got off." "Pfft..." Hua Xin couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh out loud, playfully punching Xia Yan with her fist. She was unusually happy to hear about this past. She didn't even know that Xia Yan had such an embarrassing childhood memory. Of course, this was also to cover up her empathy for seeing Xia Yan's childhood photos earlier. "Too weak... Don't you know a man can't say no? If it were me, I'd grit my teeth and ride this roller coaster to the end, then calmly get off." Hua Xin was serious about this. She'd never been afraid of these childish things; she'd even turn a blind eye to horror games. Xia Yan gently grasped Hua Xin's small fist, then seemed to suddenly remember something, and placed the photo frame in his other hand back on the table. "Let's go together sometime?" "Whether it's in Shanghai or somewhere else, we should go together." His tone wasn't a question, but a statement. Hua Xin's attention wasn't on the hand Xia Yan was holding, but on the other photo frames on the table, and Xia Yan's sudden words made her gaze flicker slightly. Sometimes she really disliked Xia Yan's tendency to always think of her. In the past, when Hua Xin was engrossed in reading Japanese light novels and anime alone in her Little Black, she often had a subconscious question: why did the female protagonists in these novels and anime all fall for classic Japanese "gentlemanly" male leads with similar personalities? If gentleness was the only trait, then most normal guys should have the qualities to become "male protagonists," right? Ignoring the filters of the works and the author's settings, it's really hard to imagine those beautiful girls falling for guys who only possess "gentleness." It wasn't until she met Xia Yan that she understood why. Gentleness was merely a bonus. The "strength," "hard work," "insight," and other core qualities hidden within that gentleness were what truly evoked the feeling of "he's the only one for me." Hua Xin also knew how difficult it was to become such a man. Hiding all one's pain, closing off all one's sadness, only thinking of others, sharing all one's gentleness with others, but never keeping any for oneself. Gentle people are truly annoying. "Summer." Hua Xin turned to look at Xia Yan, who was also looking at her, her eyes sparkling. She didn't pull her hand away from Xia Yan's grasp; for the two of them, holding hands was perfectly normal, no need for any awkwardness. "Let's go in the summer, because winter is too cold." After a brief moment of ambiguity, Hua Xin averted her gaze, her eyes darting away. "Summer is indeed wonderful, then I can see my wife wearing a dress only for me~" Xia Yan squinted, looking like a mischievous fox. Come to think of it, it's been almost a year since he last saw Hua Xin in a dress at the beach. A few months after the New Year, when the temperature rises, that time will be around. A brief scene, yet an eternal memory. Xia Yan seemed to understand why Brother Shan Qing, who accompanied them last time, took so many photos. "Sorry, I suddenly don't want to wear skirts anymore. I feel like trousers suit me better." Hua Xin complained expressionlessly, then asked with some doubt, "It's so late, aren't you going to sleep?" "Grandpa should go to sleep too." "Sleep." Xia Yan lay back directly, accurately landing on the pillow, his outstretched arms seemingly making a silent invitation. "I'll sleep here tonight." "?" Hua Xin's lips twitched, almost unable to hold back her unfriendly words, "If you sleep here, where am I going to sleep?" "In my arms." "?" 250. Because I wanted to kiss you, I kissed you (3k6) "Grandpa's house only has two rooms, otherwise I would have to sleep on the sofa." "Grandma, would you really let me sleep on the sofa? qwq" Xia Yan hugged the blanket, looking like he would stay here tonight even if he was rejected, which was quite rare. "..." Hua Xin looked at Xia Yan lying on the bed speechlessly. Actually, she had just planned to invite Xia Yan to stay in the room. What was sleeping on the sofa in the dead of winter? Besides, this was Xia Yan's house, and logically, she should be the one sleeping on the sofa. But seeing Xia Yan like this, she wanted to decisively refuse and see his sad little expression. It would be even better if he could cling to her leg and beg her... The girl instantly imagined this scene and felt a strange thrill. After all, probably no one would expect that the usually Xia Yan and cheerful Xia Yan would have such a coquettish and pitiful side, right? Hua Xin remembered that Xiang Guan and Mu Feng had said that Xia Yan was the god of the dormitory, the undisputed dormitory leader in both academics and life. Hua Xin silently erased the scene she had just imagined, and then slowly stood up and walked to the door. Xia Yan, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, heard the noise and, seeing that Hua Xin still didn't answer, thought she was angry. Then, with unusual sharpness, he instantly raised his head and looked at the girl's back with a serious expression. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the girl gently close the door. "Are there any pillows left?" Hua Xin turned and asked, somewhat puzzled. Xia Yan, seeing that the girl's expression showed no anger, relaxed and replied with a smile, "There are some in the closet, but it seems there's no blanket." "Oh." She nodded, trying to make her expression normal, then walked to the closet, opened the door, and began rummaging through it. Although she had slept in the same bed with Xia Yan one night before, that night she was drunk and had no awareness or instincts, while now they were both perfectly sober! At the height of puberty, an age where control is difficult, a lone man and woman in...