CHAPTER 346: 0219 SHE DOES NOT LIKE THE WORD "DISTANCE".

Yun Qian always manages to say things that he finds embarrassing without changing her expression, which is why Xu Chang’an calls her high offense.

The scariest part is that she doesn’t do it intentionally; it’s from her heart, in speech and action, making her more lethal.

Regarding Yun Qian’s claim that no one on the island is watching, Xu Chang’an feels reassured... After all, he wouldn’t want privacy issues to be known to a third person.

His gaze rests upon the distant scene of the bright moon over the sea.

If the water surface were wiped away, should the surroundings of the island be a sunken basin?

Could the people of Yun Qian’s family be hiding underwater?

If he truly returned to his homeland with all his cultivation, Xu Chang’an believes that with his attentiveness, he would undoubtedly find some clues.

For him, when he first opened his eyes in this world, the first person he saw was Yun Qian, which he considers the most perfect beginning under heaven. But... Even though he was just a child then, he lost the ten years of memory before coming to the island. Yet, considering he drifted there, he can’t believe he carries no stories.

However, the girl brought this stranger with no past onto the island, and her family had no objections?

Impossible.

If he thinks from another perspective, if his daughter were as pure as Miss Yun and one day brought back a boy, even if this boy had amnesia, even if he’s only about ten years old...

Xu Chang’an would definitely dig into his past, turning everything upside down.

If behind the girl truly exists a powerful family, then, is there a possibility...

He was thoroughly investigated before Yun Qian found him, including his identity before memory loss?

Xu Chang’an: "..."

Silence.

Xu Chang’an is aware of one thing, that Yun Qian most likely knows his identity and background in this world.

He remembers when the girl asked if he wanted to regain his memory before he was ten, or if he wanted to know about "family" matters, which was more an indication than a suggestion.

Xu Chang’an feels he gave a perfect answer.

No.

He refuses to know anything about the past, willing to exist anew in the world under the name "Xu Chang’an."

Because Yun Qian is the only family, he doesn’t want to be entangled in identity troubles.

Strangely, memories from a previous life remain, yet the ten years of memories from this life are completely lost. He wonders what he might have encountered.

That being said, if the girl can keep him on the island, does that mean... his past identity isn’t tainted?

Xu Chang’an gently ruffles his hair, feeling a bit of a headache, though also relieved, relieved that when he first arrived on the island, he treated the girl as a Celestial Being, striving to do well as a steward without any thoughts of overstepping.

If otherwise, if he truly had sinister intentions, Yun Qian’s people would come out and throw him off the island, and the unfamiliar Miss Yun would not speak on his behalf.

Fortunately, he respects the girl from the heart, adhering to rules and etiquette, never having any excess thoughts or conjectures.

Their manner of interaction is hard to describe; generally speaking, it’s very comfortable.

Xu Chang’an sums it up, feeling he gained the trust of Yun Qian’s potential family with a four-word strategy.

Clean, warm, idle, endowed.

One must be clean, the atmosphere warm, life idle, and preferably have the mood to read some books, write some poetry.

No one in the world would dislike such a person, and he, without a past, is undoubtedly clean.

People like clear rivers, warm as Anshan, idle as wild cranes, singing and poetry... This was what Xu Chang’an used to long for, what Chang’an was supposed to be.

He acted according to his desired lifestyle, inadvertently crafting an appropriate image, gradually walking into Yun Qian’s heart, which, one must say, is a coincidence.

As for how the unscrupulous housekeeper later entered the cold and noble heart of the eldest Miss and could do as he pleased... That’s another matter entirely.

Now, the rice is cooked, concerning the forces behind Yun Qian, Xu Chang’an no longer feels too apprehensive.

Being favored means one can be fearless.

"...Hmm."

He somewhat misses the time when he was still a housekeeper, before successfully advancing.

Back then, although he couldn’t cozy up to the girl, daily life was exceptionally pleasant and soothing, maintaining a fixed distance between master and servant, and Yun Qian was still a vast galaxy, like the Nine Heavens Immortal, beyond the gaze of mere mortals. Even if Xu Chang’an merely exchanged glances with her... his heart would race for a long time.

Now...

The girl’s surface hasn’t changed, still frighteningly beautiful, yet, in truth, her eyes contain warmth, more stunned by his calling her "wife."

"That cautious and rule-abiding sense of distance... can never go back, huh," Xu Chang’an lamented.

Honestly, not confirming a relationship with the girl and reassuringly being a steward was also quite good, something he dearly misses.

Don’t misunderstand, it’s just nostalgia.

If he truly had to go back to that time, he wouldn’t be willing.

Surely the present is better.

Because he can now be close and intimate with the girl... Thus, that wonderful sense of distance perhaps can only exist in memories.

——

The fire crackles and crackles.

In the room, Yun Qian quietly picks up the half-transparent gauze robe from the wardrobe, currently changing clothes, her waterfall-like black hair cascading down, resembling a beauty in a scroll, elegant and classical.

Indeed, she loves dreams because, in dreams, her husband completely sheds the reservation she dislikes and starts calling her "wife."

Earlier, Yun Qian couldn’t even tell the taste of the lotus seed cake.

After Xu Chang’an left, she thought about him calling her "silly girl," standing there dazed for a long time without coming back to senses.

"..."

Yun Qian’s face remains calm, but if Xu Chang’an were there, he would definitely notice the relief in her demeanor, as if she let out a breath.

In this world, she doesn’t have to intentionally spy to know Xu Chang’an’s mind.

For instance, Yun Qian recently pondered whether to stash some hidden clan in the sea basin outside the island to fit her husband’s guess, not disappoint him.

But more importantly, it’s that inexplicable sense of distance.

She doesn’t find maintaining a cold and distant sense of distance with him beautiful at all.

If Xu Chang’an truly wanted to revisit the sense of distance with her... She wouldn’t know what to do.

Would she really have to temporarily abandon the name Yun Qian and not interact with him?

Thankfully, Xu Chang’an thinks clearly, believing that such a wonderful sense of distance should only exist in memory.

Yun Qian softly exhales a clear breath, relaxing a lot, her gaze caressing the "indiscreet" clothing in her hand.

Distance is even more displeasing to her than the word reservation.

Miss Yun must strive.

First, let the distance disappear, then talk about other things.