Chapter 95 - Children
Yunfeng hopped into the car silently, his arms folded across his chest as he avoided looking at Muchen. They had been apart for only ten days, yet it felt like a lifetime. Muchen seemed so much thinner now, his cheeks pale and hollow, and a part of Yunfeng desperately wanted to reach out and touch him, to feel his warmth. But he stopped himself.
*I’m supposed to be angry at him,* he thought, biting his lip. *Yeah, I won’t touch him. Not now.* With a huff, he turned to stare out the window, determined to keep his walls up.
"I... I’m so sorry for what you went through, Yunfeng," Muchen’s voice broke the silence, soft and trembling. "I didn’t know my fans could be this mean. I’ll arrange a press meeting and make it clear to everyone that you’re my beloved. Hurting you will hurt me."
Yunfeng’s chest tightened, his resolve wavering for a brief moment. The words were tender, and yet... they weren’t enough. Not after everything. His lips pressed into a thin line as he refused to look Muchen’s way.
Being harassed by the fans had been painful, sure, but it wasn’t the worst of it. No, what hurt the most was Muchen’s silence—his complete absence during those ten long days. It had been hell. His mind had spiraled into endless doubts: *Does he even love me? Was I just some fleeting conquest to him?* Sleepless nights had plagued him, his pillow wet with tears as he clutched his phone, hoping for a call or even a single text.
But there had been nothing.
Yunfeng’s glare snapped toward Muchen as the car slowed to a stop at a traffic light.
"Yunfeng..." Muchen reached out tentatively, his hand hovering close.
Yunfeng pushed it away without hesitation. "Don’t."
"I’m sorry," Muchen’s voice cracked, his hand retreating. "I’ll... I’ll understand if you hate me. But I’m really, truly sorry."
Yunfeng let out a derisive snort, his anger flaring again. "Why are you sorry?"