Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 517: Chapter 515: "I’m Serious About You

Song Nuan has already escaped danger and is currently sitting by the bed, with lots of food in front of her, mainly soups and nourishing dishes.

She has a gentle smile on her face, her skin fair, looking very well-behaved. Having been hospitalized for nearly a week, the color in her cheeks has returned quite a bit.

But she still looks somewhat weak.

The most important thing is.

A boy is sitting by the bed.

He looks clean and fresh, holding soup in his hand, feeding Song Nuan with a spoon.

Song Nuan said, "I can do it myself."

The boy said, "You’re still very weak now, doing it yourself will be inconvenient; I’ll feed you."

"Why don’t you also try some. I heard you were hospitalized, so I specially found a chef to learn this soup, it’s made by me. Try it and see how it tastes. If it’s good, I’ll make it again tomorrow; if you don’t like it, I’ll go back and study more to see if there’s any way to improve it."

"You made this yourself?" Song Nuan raised her eyebrows, looking at the boy in surprise.

Keep in mind, this person is famous in class for being a troublemaker, either fighting or attacking teachers, there isn’t a day he doesn’t fight, essentially the kingpin at school.

Such a leader making soup is truly a miraculous thing to hear.

The boy laughed, "What? What kind of look is that? Are you looking down on people? This is my first time cooking this stuff, you’re not even thanking me, and there seems to be some intention to ridicule me?"

As he spoke, he seemed somewhat uneasy, already feeling insecure, and with Song Nuan’s gaze, he felt even more as if the soup in his hand wasn’t well-made.

Song Nuan’s gaze landed on his hand, seemingly burned from making the soup.

Song Nuan: "I didn’t ask you to make it; you don’t need to come tomorrow."

She smiled as she spoke. Her words, however, were detached.

She doesn’t like it, so she will definitely keep her distance, not fostering any ambiguity.

Lu Yan couldn’t hear what they were saying inside, he could only see the two talking back and forth, seemingly very sweet.

Such a scene fell into his eyes and struck his heart, causing alarms to ring in his heart deeply.

Song Nuan’s uniqueness, he understood well, after all, pretending to be his girlfriend was due to her psychological reasons.

With Song Nuan, they broke up, and at this moment such a scene suggests she might be looking for someone new.

As the boy was feeding Song Nuan with a spoon, Lu Yan pushed the door open.

"Let me do it." He said in a steady voice.

The boy’s action paused as Lu Yan entered, looking toward the man at the door.

"Who are you?"

Out of the blue.

Song Nuan saw Lu Yan and was slightly stunned, not expecting him to come at this time; it wasn’t usually this time.

Right now, she really didn’t want to deal with Lu Yan, she knew whenever he came, she just pretended to sleep.

In front of his mom, he was like that, why is he here now? At his age, he should let go more decisively.

Song Yi talked to her about why he should be liked, but Song Nuan felt, her person is here, her actions are in front of Lu Yan.

Like or dislike, it’s already clear as day.

Faced with the boy’s question, Lu Yan directly went over and took the spoon from his hand: "Her uncle."

Boy: "..."

"So, you’re an uncle." His expression changed instantly to one of humility: "Sorry, I might have been a bit rude, I thought you were here to harass Nuannuan."

Lu Yan’s grip tightened on the spoon, calling her what? Nuannuan?

The man’s face darkened a bit.

Song Nuan wanted to say he was indeed here to harass her.

But she was too lazy to say, she had just spoken a lot, speaking had pulled at her wound, causing a slight pain.

Seeing Lu Yan not answer, the boy glanced at Song Nuan.

Song Nuan took a deep breath, unwilling to speak, but had to say: "You should go back first."

"Don’t come tomorrow, it’s not peaceful, you keep coming, it gets annoying."

In front of Lu Yan, she said this, causing the smile on the boy’s face to falter.

Even though he’s a proud and unruly boy in school, facing setbacks with Song Nuan is frequently hitting a wall.

He still wanted to say something, Lu Yan looked at him.

The maturity and sharpness of a man, causing him to freeze all over.

Forcing him to swallow words he wanted to say, somewhat intimidated by Lu Yan’s gaze.

A seasoned leader who has seen the world, such a boy appeared too immature in front of him.

...

After he left.

Lu Yan lowered his head, prepared to feed Song Nuan soup.

Song Nuan turned her head away, not wanting to deal with him, nor wanting to drink what he fed her, her expression wasn’t friendly.

This made Lu Yan’s face turn darker, his lips pressing tightly into a straight line, his face threatening to drip water: "Just now you were able to chat and laugh with him, you drank what he fed, but you can’t drink what I give? Am I going to poison you?"

His voice was icy.

"....." She clearly didn’t drink, stupid man.

Song Nuan frowned, moving the things on the table to the bedside cabinet, then intended to clear the table, showing a posture of wanting to sleep.

Lu Yan frowned, pressed down on the table, preventing Song Nuan from moving it.

She glared at Lu Yan.

Lu Yan: "Drink the soup, eat the meal, then sleep."

Every word he uttered was on a parallel line, but it was strangely assertive and daunting.

Song Nuan naturally had a rebellious nature. The more he acted this way, the more repressive she felt, refusing to listen.

She and Lu Yan had such a standoff.

Song Nuan was indeed injured, and her body was not in good shape now.

Lu Yan put the spoon back into the bowl and also placed it on the table. In the end, he gave in, heaved a deep sigh, and looked at Song Nuan: "Can you tell me why you won’t eat?"

Right from the start, such an unkind way of asking, he didn’t even realize what he did wrong, and yet he still used that tone to ask her?

Song Nuan pouted, turned her head to look away from Lu Yan, clearly not wanting to pay him any attention.

"Because I’m here, you don’t want to eat; because I’m the one feeding you, you don’t want to eat." Lu Yan gazed at her tender, fair little face and felt a lump in his chest, making it hard for him to breathe: "But you ate when that other person fed you just now?"

Song Nuan turned back, looking at Lu Yan: "Seeing you now annoys me, I just don’t want to eat, you go away."

Annoyed?

Lu Yan furrowed his brow tightly.

Suddenly, he chuckled: "So before when you were with me, was it just toying with me?"

Such an attitude is not okay, being in a relationship isn’t something to be casually toyed with.

Song Nuan: "Didn’t you toy with me too? I’m just your friend’s sister, I’m nothing at all."

"Weren’t you toying with me by being with me? Don’t you know why you’re with me?"

As she spoke, Song Nuan’s wound tore and ached. She furrowed her brow tightly, her voice involuntarily softening: "I’m not stupid, in your eyes, I’m just a nominal girlfriend, aren’t I?"

"Since that’s the case, why are you the only one who can treat love frivolously, but I’m not allowed to find someone else?"

Besides, after leaving Lu Yan’s house, she never thought about finding anyone else.

Lu Yan didn’t expect Song Nuan to know or understand his initial intentions.

But some things, in the end, change. They become entirely different, beyond one’s control.

He shouldn’t treat Song Nuan as an ignorant little girl; he ought to address this matter with her like an adult.

"Yes." Lu Yan deliberated on his tone, trying to make his words less harsh and severe: "I admit, at first there was a motive, a formality, there was no other way, me and your sister and brother-in-law, both feared you’d go off track, and you were pursuing me."

"Back then you were clear, if I didn’t agree, you’d casually find someone else, but did you ever consider, what kind of people would they be? They would hurt you, and in the end, it would be you who suffers."

"You merely wanted to experience what it’s like being in love and being with a man. Your thought process at the time was very dangerous. I wouldn’t stand by and do nothing."

The reasoning Lu Yan said was indeed correct; anyone would be afraid of a good girl going astray, measures needed to be taken.

However, Song Nuan didn’t want to discuss reasoning; matters of the heart don’t follow logic, they are entirely emotional.

Song Nuan smiled, her almond eyes fixed on him: "So you pretended to agree with me, waiting for a psychologist to come treat me?"

"The most presumptuous way is to think for others with your own perspective; no one lives by another person’s mindset."

"Yes, I admit, at that time my mind was past reason, I sought thrill, I wanted to just find anyone, but that was my choice. You feared I’d get hurt, couldn’t stop me from finding others, so you might as well just accept and be with me."

"But did you consider that you averted one kind of harm and brought me another? If that’s the case, I’d rather choose the path I initially selected."

"You think being with you didn’t hurt me? You think I just want to casually play at being in love? What’s worse is, I was serious about you, while you only wanted a nominal relationship."

"I wanted to go to the end of time with you, to seriously cherish you with my affections, to experience that kind of undying love. Every bit of my feeling for you is genuine, no emotional foundation can grow over time, yet you still want a nominal relationship."

"Isn’t that harming me?"

Song Nuan’s eyes reddened slightly, turning her face away, unwilling to see Lu Yan’s expression.

She took a deep breath, her tone calm: "The thing you shouldn’t have done the most was interfere with my choices. But since you agreed to be with me, you should treat me well, not pretend to be in a relationship with me."

Song Nuan could understand their thoughts, indeed for her good, but since it’s for her good, why couldn’t it be genuine, why couldn’t it be a real relationship, instead of a fake one, a pretentious one.

She had tried all along to make Lu Yan like her, she felt it didn’t matter, even if he agreed initially out of weighing pros and cons, she could wait for him to like her.

She never exposed it because Lu Yan would introduce her to the team, introduce her to his friends.

The openness and generosity gave her a sense of security, making her think that even if it was weighing the pros and cons, he was a very responsible man.

But when his mother appeared before her, his introduction made her lose hope.

Turns out men could act this well, so genuinely, but once it’s elevated to the level of family, he finally shows his true colors, unwilling to keep up the act.

After leaving Lu Yan’s house, as long as Lu Yan coaxed her, she wouldn’t have this attitude now.

"I’m not." Lu Yan spoke, his tone somewhat urgent: "I didn’t treat you unseriously."

He never imagined that Song Nuan harbored so many thoughts in her heart, nor did he ever think she knew everything.

Lu Yan pressed his lips together; some words, once spoken, would make him feel embarrassed.

He brewed his emotions, lowered his brows, and appeared serious: "I feel it very unreal."

"There’s a big age gap between us, I dare not expect or presume anything." Lu Yan: "At first, indeed it was for the reasons you mentioned, the decision was made after weighing the pros and cons."

"But introducing you to my friends and teammates was an acknowledgment of you. I have to admit, at my age, I do like a young girl like you."

"I also had to come to terms with having a favorable impression of you from the first time we met. These thoughts clashed and tangled in my mind, on one hand, thinking the age gap between us is indeed large."

"On the other hand, I felt I shouldn’t take advantage of an innocent young girl; it’s not something I could do."

So he would refuse Song Nuan’s intimacy, even if he wanted to.

But reason told him, that couldn’t be, this girl is still young, and her thoughts are immature.

She is reckless, heedless, and he couldn’t indulge that behavior.

Song Nuan listened to these words from Lu Yan, slightly stunned.

She hadn’t known Lu Yan had these thoughts.

The barriers between the two of them were these misunderstandings and influences from the outside world.

Clearly, they both liked each other and wanted to be together.

But they each had misconceptions and views about each other’s thoughts. Sometimes, one really can’t use their own worldview to presume someone else’s thoughts.

There would always be deviations.

Song Nuan’s lips moved: "Then your mother..."

"I understand my mom, I didn’t enlighten her with my thoughts. If I admitted, she would give you a hard time, cause you trouble." Lu Yan said: "Before, she wouldn’t visit me most of the year, it’d always be me going home, that’s when we’d meet."

"Even when she came, she would inform me beforehand, but that day she didn’t say anything before coming."

Lu Yan looked at Song Nuan: "That day, your sister and her husband also came back. You were angry, wanting to leave, wanting to separate, I thought about explaining."

"But," his voice lowered: "Originally, it was just our two-person world, you wanting to separate, you’d get good treatment, and perhaps later you’d find someone better than me."

After all, Lu Yan wasn’t certain about Song Nuan’s feelings, only thinking that Song Nuan was just messing around.

But now, it seems, things are not as they seemed...