Mo Chuxi stopped in his tracks upon hearing those words.
It wasn't the first time he'd heard Yan Xinxin call him Brother Xi, but this tone, carrying an innocent and childlike naivety, was unmistakably Mu Qianyuan!
He looked down at her. The person in his arms didn't look well, yet she was staring at him with a simple, clueless smile.
Her gaze sparkled faintly, radiating admiration and reverence.
It was clearly her as a child.
Mo Chuxi felt a sharp pain in his chest.
He hadn't expected a few moments of arguing would cause Yan Xinxin to once again split personalities.
Thinking that she might have done so to avoid the emotional clash between them while being Yan Xinxin, letting the second personality emerge to protect their relationship, Mo Chuxi felt a pang of guilt.
After all, Yan Xinxin knew deep down that when she became Mu Qianyuan, he could never bear to blame her, much less say a harsh word to her...
