Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon
Chapter 276 - 277 Confession Matters 9

Chapter 276: Chapter 277 Confession Matters 9

Those eyes were just like when Xiyan first saw Ou Jue.

Deep and vast like the Universe, carrying a coldness that kept others at a distance.

Just one glance made Xiyan freeze completely in place.

An overwhelming sense of dread suddenly arose in her heart...

Seeing Ou Jue awake, Grandma Ou was overjoyed and rushed forward, "Jue, how are you feeling?"

"I’m fine." His tone was indifferent, neither warm nor cold, as Ou Jue cast a faint glance at Xiyan, "Grandma, who is she?"

Boom— Xiyan’s mind went blank.

Her small hands hung limply, her gaze somewhat unfocused.

Ou Jue asked— who is she?

Did Ou Jue forget her?

Grandma Ou was frozen in place as well.

Two seconds later, she erupted into panic, yelling as she sprinted out of the room, "Ahhh, doctor, doctor! My grandson must have hit his head too hard, hurry and come look at him!"

The room instantly fell silent, leaving only Xiyan and Ou Jue.

Ou Jue looked at Xiyan, his thin lips parted and closed, spitting out three cold words, "Get out."

Xiyan, in disbelief, stepped forward and poked at him with her finger, "You... don’t scare me like this, alright? I’m Xia Xiyan."

She refused to believe that Ou Jue remembered Grandma Ou but forgot her!

"..." Ou Jue stared at her without a trace of emotion.

"Don’t tell me you really lost your memory? Come on, we’re not filming a Korean drama here, stop joking around, okay?"

Ou Jue’s expression remained indifferent as he glanced at her, his voice flat and devoid of any rise or fall, "Are we close?"

In that moment, Xiyan felt like something clogged her chest, filling it so much she could barely breathe.

"Close? Of course we’re close! Close enough that you always called me an idiot, yet never truly despised me. Close enough that whenever I was bullied, you were the first to show up. Close enough that in my most vulnerable moments, you were always there by my side. Close enough that without asking for any reason, you’d lend me a billion without hesitation. Close enough to be more than friends but not quite lovers. That kind of closeness— you tell me, are we close or not?!"

Ou Jue’s usually calm and unruffled eyes suddenly revealed a hint of shock.

He stared, slightly dazed, at the girl in front of him whose eyes were now red.

Xiyan clenched her small hands tightly, as if desperately suppressing her emotions, but the more she spoke, the more agitated she became.

How could Ou Jue forget everything?

How could he... leave her behind with all those precious memories?

"Ever since I was little, everyone around me has told me not to cry, that tears are useless, that they’re the mark of the weak. But then I met you, and you told me that when I’m sad, I have you. That if I feel like crying, I don’t have to hold it back." Xiyan’s tears were already welling up in her eyes as she spoke.

"From that five-year contract onward, everyone told me to endure, that anyone could bully me or mock me. But you told me I didn’t have to tolerate anyone anymore, because as long as you were there, everything would be okay."

"You made me realize that in this world, someone actually cared about me so much."

"Ou Jue, do you know how often I thought about how lucky I was to have met you?"

"Do you know that it’s you who taught me the deepest love is the most silent..."

"Enough." Ou Jue’s voice was husky, "Stop talking."