Xie Limo hugged Yun Bixue with one hand, and used the other to gently caress her back . He said, "Take a look at your gifts . " His voice sounded a little husky .
Yun Bixue's cheeks turned red as she lowered her head in embarrassment . Xie Limo didn't tease her anymore . He began to help her open up her gifts for her to take a look .
Xie Limo opened up the boxes and Yun Bixue peeked inside . She saw that the boxes were filled with a variety of snacks . Some boxes contained different kinds of little toys, while others were filled with traditional accessories . Some of them had clothes and shoes inside .
There were a lot of different items, dazzling her eyes . Although these things weren't too pricey, she knew that they were more precious than any other things .
She could imagine how he combed through all the streets and alleys just to select these items . Sometimes, he would have to visit several stores before finding what he wanted .
Looking at these gifts, she could read his mind . As she looked longer at them, Yun Bixue's heart throbbed . She couldn't contain her tears as they trickled down her face .
Noticing that Yun Bixue was crying, Xie Limo abruptly felt flustered . He felt anxious as his heart ached . "What happened? You don't like them? Or are you unhappy? Tell me . Stop crying…"
Xie Limo gently wiped Yun Bixue's tears away as he comforted her . Her tears had really carved inside him, burning his heart .
The more Xie Limo comforted her in such a gentle manner, the more she sobbed . She was just like a child—the more an adult comforted a child, the louder she would wail . Because there was someone who cared for her, she couldn't take it and let herself bawl unreservedly .
She wanted to say something, but couldn't get anything out of her mouth . She could only shake her head .
Xie Limo sighed softly . He continued to comfort her while kissing all her tears away . "Enough, stop crying . If you don't like them, don't open them . I'll go again and buy whatever you like, okay?"
With a loud sob, Yun Bixue embraced Xie Limo . Resting her head on Xie Limo's shoulder, she choked on her tears .
Xie Limo felt helpless . He could only caress her hair and gently coaxed, "Stop crying . Stop crying, okay?"
With this, Yun Bixue released all her suppressed emotions . Her past had really been too tough . Nowadays, her life was too pleasant . Comparing her past with her present life, she felt very touched, yet very bittersweet .
After she regained her composure, she used a piece of tissue to wipe her tears . Choking on her tears, she said, "Limo, why are you so nice to me?"
Xie Limo looked sincerely at Yun Bixue . Using his smooth jade-like fingers, he wiped her tears away . "Silly, why are you asking me that again? Haven't I told you before? You are my wife . If I don't treat you well, who should I treat well?"
"Is it just because I'm your wife?"
Xie Limo looked at Yun Bixue's reddened eyes . His heart ached as he said, "I only have one wife, and that's you . It's because you're you, that's why I treat you well . " He really didn't understand why women had no sense of security .
He had always thought that he didn't need to verbalize certain things . Just feeling it in his heart was already sufficient . However, this didn't seem to be the case for women . Sometimes, he still had to say some things, so that her heart would feel grounded and be at ease .
Yun Bixue stopped crying and broke into a smile . "Limo, you're really wonderful . In the past, no one had ever cared about me . That's why I lost control . I felt too touched . These gifts are great and I love them . I want to prepare a room to specially put all the gifts you've given me . " On his next business trip, she could look at all these gifts to get over the sorrow of missing him .
"Sure, as long as you stop crying, anything is possible . "
After looking through all the gifts, Yun Bixue carefully and painstakingly packed everything and put them away . Xie Limo then asked Yun Bixue about her visit to Zi Bei City . In reality, he felt suspicious and worried deep inside .
Chapter end
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