Quarrelling Because We Care

She reached out her cold hand to grasp Mu Chengxi's distinctly jointed large hand, cradling it within her palms as she spoke gently.

"I understand your desire to protect me, but I want to protect you too. Like that time in Ancient Market Town, I couldn't bear the thought of someone pointing a gun at you. All I could think was if anyone dared to harm you, I would make them pay tenfold!"

"In moments when you're in danger, I lose all reason. I want to preserve your graceful demeanor, not have you charging into battle for me. I can't bear it, do you understand?"

Wen Xin looked earnestly into Mu Chengxi's eyes, hoping he would understand that everything she had kept from him was because she wanted to protect him.

"I don't understand. I'm a man, not the weakling you see me as. I'm much stronger than you think. I don't need your protection. What I need is for you to believe in me, to rely on me. I'll hold up the sky for you if it falls."