After returning home with the child, her ex-husband knelt down and gently coaxed her.

When Lu Xiyan returned to the milk tea shop, it was already dark inside and the door was locked.

Just as I was about to look for An Ning, a voice, neither loud nor soft, rang out from ahead.

"Western Banquet!"

An Ning heard footsteps not far away. Even without seeing the person, she knew it was him and quickly waved to him.

Lu Xiyan walked over quickly and saw her sitting on a section of bluestone steps.

Thinking that she must have waited too long for him and the bubble tea shop had closed, and with nowhere to go and afraid of not being able to find him, she simply sat on the steps near the bubble tea shop to wait for him.

Lu Xiyan reached out and helped her up, asking gently, "Have you been waiting long?"

"It's not that long."

An Ning was just getting ready when she suddenly stumbled and was caught by someone supporting her waist to steady herself.

"Ah—" She instinctively wrapped her arms around Lu Xiyan's waist, frowning slightly, "My legs are numb."

Lu Xiyan lowered his gaze to her unresponsive left leg. "Hold me up."

As soon as he finished speaking, he bent one leg and knelt down on one knee. His slender fingers grasped Anning's delicate calf and massaged it with just the right amount of force.

An Ning placed her hand on his broad shoulder, her eyes lowered, and looked at his straight back. Even when he was squatting and bowing his head, his back was not bent at all.

I felt the warmth of his fingertips on my calf, along with a gentle yet firm pressure.

A warm feeling welled up inside her. Anning looked at his pale neck, which was exposed beneath his short, fluffy, and neat black hair, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

Her hand slid from his hair down his neck, then gently traced his jawline and landed on his ear.

Lu Xiyan's back stiffened slightly as he felt her hand gently pinching his earlobe.

"west Yan." Her gentle and sweet voice rang out from above.

"Hmm?" He looked up, his gentle eyes filled with a smile.

"My mom says that people with beautiful earlobes are lucky." Anning pinched his soft earlobe. "Your ears are very nice, you must be very, very lucky."

After saying that, she squatted down, wrapped her arms around his neck, and looked him in the eye.

"Okay, my leg isn't numb anymore." She smiled sweetly. "Thank you, Xiyan."

Lu Xiyan turned his head and kissed her cheek. "Don't you want to ask who I just met?"

An Ning shook her head. "I don't want to."

Aren't you curious?

An Ning met his deep eyes, which reflected not only the warm yellow light but also her.

"I know that no matter who you meet or what you say, you will handle it. You know how to do things right, and I trust you."

The fact that he can come back to her means he has resolved the issue.

Otherwise, he would already be on his way back to Jinghai.

Lu Xiyan's eyes flickered slightly, a handsome smile playing on his lips. "What if I see Cheng Wanwan?"

"Then why did you come to find me?" An Ning said with a smile, "It proves that in your heart, I am more important than her."

Besides, he himself admitted that he didn't love Cheng Wanwan.

So Anning wasn't worried at all.

"Yes." Lu Xiyan nodded approvingly. "You are the most important."

He pulled her up and walked along the roadside towards the parking area.

"Western Banquet".

Looking at the shadows cast on the road, An Ning suddenly asked, "Why don't you have any more race cars?"

She thought that he wouldn't have time to participate in races after inheriting the family business, but racing was his biggest hobby, and he would always find time to play around with it.

But in all this time, she had never seen him ride a bike.

"I don't like it anymore."

The man next to him responded indifferently.

"You don't like it anymore?" An Ning asked, somewhat surprised. "Isn't cycling your biggest hobby? Why do you suddenly not like it anymore?"

"After riding it a lot, it gets the same old thing, nothing new anymore." Lu Xiyan glanced at her sideways and smiled gently. "I'm tired of it."

Anning tightened her grip on his hand. "It's not because of me, is it?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiyan stopped and turned to look at her. "What are you thinking? I just don't like it anymore, what's it to you?"

An Ning looked up. "I just feel like I've suddenly stopped liking a hobby that I used to love so much?"

"And what about you?" Lu Xiyan countered. "You studied foreign language translation before, and with your qualifications and abilities, you could have found a good job. Why did you become a nutritionist?"

An Ning was taken aback when he suddenly brought up the issue with her, and was momentarily speechless.

"I'm just curious, I don't necessarily have to ask." Lu Xiyan patted her hair. "I'm always ready to listen when you want to tell me."

He wanted to know so much about her, but he was patient and waited.

Wait until the day she's willing to talk.

An Ning's breath hitched as she felt his gentle movements.

Her Lu Xiyan seems to have changed back to his old self, becoming as gentle as he was four years ago, and showing her enough tolerance.

"west Yan." She looked up at Lu west Yan's exquisite features, "So, have we... mended our broken relationship?"

"Why not?" Lu Xiyan raised the corners of his eyes slightly, a gentle smile playing on his lips. "Just because we broke up doesn't mean we don't love each other anymore. No matter how many times we meet again, I will still fall in love with you again and again."

"No," he corrected with a smile, "I will always love you."

Under the streetlights, he looked at An Ning's serene and captivating face, her expressive eyes seemingly brimming with tenderness.

He loved her day after day, year after year, relying on his memories of the person in front of him.

"Anning." His throat bobbed, his voice a little hoarse. "You should know better than me that in our relationship, the initiative has always been in your hands."

Whether she leaves or comes back, in his most aggrieved moment, all he could shout was, "Why?!"

Even after shouting, he would still run towards her without hesitation.

"I may not be able to give you the whole world, but Lu Xiyan's whole world belongs to An Ning alone."

Call it being a jerk or being spineless.

He only hoped that this time, she would hold his hand a little tighter, a little tighter.

An Ning's eyes reddened, glistening with tears. A thousand words stuck in her throat, and she choked up, unable to utter a single one.

Lu Xiyan lifted her face, looking at her reddened eyes, nose, and lips. His kisses landed on her forehead and eyes...

An Ning's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and crystal tears slid down from the corners of her eyes, only to be kissed away by a pair of soft lips.

Like kissing a rare treasure, his gentle kiss landed on the tip of her nose, his high nose tip lightly brushing against her upturned nose. Finally, unable to control the flutter in his heart, he cupped her cheeks in his hands and kissed her soft lips.

On the quiet, deserted street, under the warm yellow streetlights, love, carried by the gentle breeze, softly caresses the hair of the lovers.

"Lu Xiyan..."

A passionate whisper escaped her lips as Anning placed her hands on his pounding chest and murmured involuntarily, "I really, really love you..."

Please hold my hand tightly forever, and don't let me fall into darkness again.