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After finishing her ice cream, Wen Xiao'ai fell asleep on his back.

Jun Moyan slowed his pace, carrying her all the way back to Wu Garden.

Somehow, as he carried Wen Xiao'ai in the direction of home, Jun Moyan felt an indescribable sensation, only feeling it was very beautiful.

Looking at Wu Garden still lit in the distance, he felt an unprecedented sense of belonging.

In the past, Wu Garden was just a place where he stayed, ate, and slept, cold and empty, with nothing inside.

He used to leave early and return late, entering and leaving without any particular feelings.

But now, Wu Garden was not just a place, it was his and Xiaoguai's home.

Eating and sleeping were no longer solitary activities.

When he went out and left her alone at home, he would feel uneasy and worried; coming home, he would feel excited and anxious to see her.

It turned out that having someone to care about didn't necessarily mean a burden or vulnerability.