Chapter 1796

Mu Xiaojiu hasn’t really thought about the road ahead.

The girl is set on Xiaoyao, yet she is his woman.

He wants her, but doesn’t want her to recall past pains.

Conflicted…

it turns out such emotions would appear in his life too.

Mr.

Xiaojiu, who could do anything…

could he really be lost too?

“The future, I don’t know,” he said lightly, pausing before he asked, “And you?

What will you do in the future?”

Baili Xia blinked her eyes and said with a smile, “Me?

I have plenty of things I want to do in the future.”

“The first is to travel around the world.

I’ve thought about it for a long, long time.”

“There are so many places I want to go…”

Once Baili Xia starts talking, she can’t stop.

Her life is full of dreams, but these dreams need to be realized step by step.

First, she needs money…

Once she has enough money, she’ll travel around the world.

Once she has enough money, she’ll do something thrilling.

Once she has enough money, she’ll fund orphanages around the world…

…

Baili Xia gazed into the distance, talking endlessly.

She didn’t notice that Mu Xiaojiu’s eyes were growing heavier, slowly closing.

Perhaps it was the medicine Nangong Xu gave, with its sleep-assisting effects, or maybe Baili Xia’s voice finally allowed his heart to rest.

He actually fell into a deep sleep, breathing remarkably steady.

Under long-term pressure, Mu Xiaojiu hadn’t slept so soundly in a long time.

It wasn’t until Mu Xiaojiu’s gentle snores arose that Baili Xia snapped out of her fantasies.

“Uncle?” she softly called.

Mu Xiaojiu slept deeply, responding only with that appealing snore.

For someone who doesn’t usually snore, snoring must mean he’s truly exhausted.

Even though it’s vacation, uncle, why do you push yourself to such exhaustion?

Fortunately, now he’s finally asleep.

She didn’t spend all that time with him in vain, as long as uncle gets his rest, his injuries will surely heal quickly.

She stood up, wanting to leave, but found that Mu Xiaojiu was still holding her hand.

Baili Xia gently exerted a little force, trying to pull her hand out of Mu Xiaojiu’s grasp.

Though Mu Xiaojiu wasn’t holding tightly, it wasn’t easy for her to take her hand away.

But if she used force, she was afraid of waking Mu Xiaojiu.

With no other choice, Baili Xia could only inch her hand away bit by bit.

Every two millimeters, she would stop and wait.

Finally, after more than ten minutes, she managed to free her hand, panting.

Baili Xia took a deep breath, a simple task felt like waging a war, leaving her forehead and palms covered in fine sweat.

She glanced at Mu Xiaojiu one more time and turned to leave.

But suddenly, her hand was grabbed again.

“Ah!” Baili Xia let out a soft cry, could it be that she had woken uncle?

She looked back, only to see uncle’s eyes still tightly closed, just a slight furrow between his brows.

Only then did Baili Xia relax, she had really thought she’d woken uncle, thus ruining her efforts tonight.

From his state now, it seems he hasn’t woken up.

His eyelids remained shut, and long lashes cast a shadow beneath them.

The fan-shaped shadows that fell resembled a porcelain doll, inexplicably beautiful.

He must be dreaming, yet who knows what of, as he held her again.

Even in his dreams, his brows were still furrowed, looking troubled…