Chapter 315: Chapter 315

"Xiran, what’s wrong? Are you upset?"

Wei Feng reached out to grab Chen Xiran’s hand. Chen Xiran allowed her to hold it but did not grip it back with affection like he usually did. Sensing this, Wei Feng knew Chen Xiran was displeased with her.

Chen Xiran felt a suffocation in his chest and it took him a while to mutter two words, "No."

Even though he said no, his face was terrifyingly calm. He didn’t speak, didn’t look at her, and didn’t hold her hand back. Wei Feng felt this was a form of cold violence, and she couldn’t bear it.

So she stood still, not moving forward.

However, Chen Xiran didn’t notice and continued walking ahead as usual.

Wei Feng watched helplessly as her hand slowly slipped from Chen Xiran’s, and when her hand was finally thrown aside, her heart sank to the bottom as well.

Chen Xiran walked a few steps, then realized Wei Feng hadn’t followed. He took a deep breath, stopped, and turned back, only to see Wei Feng standing among the crowd, looking at him sadly with tear-streaked cheeks, looking so vulnerable and pitiful.

In the past, Chen Xiran would have rushed over to hug her tightly and kiss away her tears, tenderly comforting her.

But now, Chen Xiran just felt tired. He didn’t move, just stood there watching Wei Feng.

Wei Feng’s tears flowed down faster, and her eyes brimming with tears seemed to cry out: Xiran, you’ve changed, you once promised me you would love me forever.

Chen Xiran closed his eyes momentarily then walked back to her, and embraced Wei Feng.

"Wei...," Wei Feng cried out grievously.

"Alright, stop crying, it’s my fault," Chen Xiran placated her reluctantly.

After a while, Wei Feng finally broke into a smile, and gently punched Chen Xiran’s chest, "Xiran, you scared me just now, I thought you didn’t want me either."

The word ’either’ made Chen Xiran’s expression pause, and he slowly asked, "Why do you say ’either’?"

Wei Feng remembered how Jiang Kechu had just ignored her coldly, and her heart ached, then she clung tightly to Chen Xiran, "Xiran, you have to treat me well for a lifetime, keep me close to your heart forever."

Chen Xiran looked at Wei Feng in his arms and sighed softly, then raised his head to look at the distant lanterns.

"Wei Feng, I also hope that in the future you can focus your attention only on me, and not on someone else."

"I didn’t..." Wei Feng hurriedly explained, somewhat ineffectually.

"Shh—" Chen Xiran quieted her down, "Do you know, just now the way you looked at Jiang Kechu hurt me, I’m afraid he hasn’t left your heart."

Wei Feng reiterated, "I haven’t."

Chen Xiran still patiently said, "Promise me, never chase after Jiang Kechu again, don’t get involved with his matters, or get jealous over him, or do such childish things..."

"Chen Xiran!" Wei Feng became somewhat frantically upset, stepping back from his embrace and looking at him seriously, "Xiran, you’re being too much. We are lovers right now; how can you speak to me like that."

Seeing Wei Feng angry, Chen Xiran felt relieved inside and quickly apologized, "I’m sorry..."

Wei Feng interrupted Chen Xiran, with a pained expression: "Xiran, you’re really acting like a stranger. You weren’t this petty before. Jiang Kechu is my ex-boyfriend. We were together for four years. You know very well how I felt about him, don’t you?

Are you now hating me because I had an ex-boyfriend? So you want to erase my past? Make me obediently follow you? But I am a person, a free individual, with my own thoughts and feelings. Xiran, you can’t be so harsh."

Chen Xiran, initially feeling somewhat guilty, immediately lost that feeling, his heart as if thrown into ice and snow, thoroughly chilled, and he gave a bitter smile.

Is it true that what’s stolen remains stolen, never truly becoming one’s own?

He somewhat regretted coming out with Wei Feng to see the lanterns today. Maybe he shouldn’t have listened to Wei Feng’s suggestion to return to the country. This holiday, they could have gone anywhere—African grassland, Cape of Good Hope, seashore sunshine, fields of flowers.... Why did they have to come back?

Chen Xiran lost his mood entirely and suddenly said: "I’m tired, I want to go back and rest. Are you coming?"

Wei Feng: "We haven’t cleared up our issues yet, you can’t run away from problems."

Chen Xiran indifferently said, "When we’re together, I can focus all my heart on you. Can you do the same? And stop coveting the attention of your ex-boyfriend?" Then he turned around and walked away.

Wei Feng stood there, stunned, watching Chen Xiran’s figure disappear into the crowded crowd, she looked around, suddenly feeling herself far, far away from the bustling scene around her. It turned out that liveliness never suited her, only making her feel lonelier.

She couldn’t help recalling Jiang Kechu’s gentleness and dominance towards Wan Chu’er earlier, her eyes moistened again, and she muttered, "Why are you so cruel to me?"

After Jiang Kechu and the group walked away, Xiao Bai approached Wan Chu’er, pointing at the lantern in her hand, and couldn’t help but laugh: "Your lantern must be the ugliest one in the entire Lantern Festival, hahaha..."

Wan Chu’er snorted and said, "This is my favorite lantern in the entire Lantern Festival, because Jiang Kechu bought it for me."

Hearing Wan Chu’er’s words, Jiang Kechu’s lips curled slightly and he said, "I’ll buy one for you every year."

"Okay." Wan Chu’er childishly even played a game of pinky promise with Jiang Kechu.

Such blatant flaunting!

Xiao Bai looked enviously at Wan Chu’er, saying, "I know you like Jiang Kechu, but do you need to be so childish? Right, Xiaoxiao? My eyes are almost blinded by them."

Jiang Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and laughed, "I think it’s quite nice." She felt happy for her brother and Chuchu, yet a faint envy gnawed at her heart.

After wandering around for a while and snacking, the four were ready to head home.

As they were about to reach the exit, they saw Lin Jiayi and Simon, with Simon unabashedly holding Lin Jiayi and nibbling on her.

Wan Chu’er clicked her tongue twice, pointing at them and said, "Look at that, that’s what I call blinding."

Jiang Kechu frowned, unwilling to look any longer.

Jiang Xiaoxiao also looked somewhat displeased; indeed, as Wan Chu’er said, it was too glaring, glaring to the point of being shameful.

"Sometimes I wonder if there’s something wrong with Lin Jiayi’s brain, to be so disrespected by a foreigner, yet acting as if she’s found a treasure, wanting to show off." Wan Chu’er couldn’t help but speak out.

"Showing off that that foreigner is a noble? Haven’t seen him take her around their noble hometown yet, nor talking about going on a honeymoon. Don’t tell me, right here, right now, they are on their honeymoon."

Jiang Xiaoxiao silently sighed, her cousin had changed too much, from being intelligent and reserved to this... she felt it must be the foreigner who led her cousin astray.