Brushing Xiao Wu's Hair, a Kiss Seals Their Love

Xiao Wu cried for a long time, as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances, longing, and sorrow she had kept buried in her heart over the years.

Lin Chen did not urge her to stop. He merely held her quietly, gently patting her back again and again, letting her tears soak his clothes.

Da Ming and Er Ming silently withdrew.

Da Ming sank into the lake, leaving behind only ripples spreading across the surface.

Er Ming turned and walked into the dense forest, his enormous figure quickly swallowed by the shadows of the trees. They left this lakeside to the two of them.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Wu's sobs gradually faded.

She raised her head from Lin Chen's embrace. Her eyes were swollen red like two walnuts, and the tip of her nose was red as well, making her look both pitiful and amusing.

She sniffed, glanced at Lin Chen somewhat embarrassedly, then lowered her head and said softly, "I got your clothes wet."

"It's fine." Lin Chen looked down at the wet patch on his chest and smiled. "They needed washing anyway."

Xiao Wu laughed through her tears at his words and lightly punched him. "You're awful."

She pulled away from his embrace and sat by the lake. Looking at her tear-streaked face in the clear water, she frowned in distaste. "I look awful."

"You don't," Lin Chen said. "You look beautiful."

"Liar." Xiao Wu pouted, but the corners of her lips could not help curling upward.

She cupped some lake water and washed her face, then tried to tidy her messy hair.

But after rubbing against Lin Chen's chest earlier, her hair had become a tangled mess. No matter how many times she ran her fingers through it, she could not smooth