Wen Ran felt a wave of warmth and emotion surge through her because of his words.
"That's all in the past, I'm not sad."
She lifted her face in a bright smile to show him she wasn't upset.
Yet, Mo Xiuchen felt a persistent sense of guilt, thinking that he had forgotten Ranran and spent over two months with another woman, which he deeply regretted.
He tightened his embrace around her ever so slightly.
"Mo Xiuchen, let's go outside."
Wen Ran's gentle voice brought Mo Xiuchen back to the present. He cracked a smile, took the fruit plate from her hand, popped two cherries into her mouth, and then, holding her hand, they went into the yard.
Outside, Wen Jin and Qin Mu sat at a marble table, while An Lin was up in a tree, leaning out to try to reach for the luscious red cherries that hung from the farthest branches.
Seeing them emerge, An Lin waved down from the tree, "Ranran!"
Wen Ran looked up at An Lin.
