My Beloved

"Holy mother of fouetté!"

"Luo nailed it again. She is literally a child goddess!"

"She is good, this girl! I too was amazed by these fouettés!!"

"Luo is a legit dancer!"

"I can tell by seeing the way she moved executing each move with precision, that she practiced and worked hard."

"What about when she changed her costume? When she transformed from white swan to black swan, she changed her dress, tiara, and came back to the stage in less than ten minutes!"

"Hey just don't stop at her dancing, all of you. She is good at acting too. When she portrayed Odette, the white swan, she appeared as a graceful girl in love and when she became Odile, the black swan, she readily moved like a wild woman to seduce the prince with her beauty. Her moves were accurate and her expression that showed her inner feeling was mind blowing."

"I've never seen such a brilliant performance done by a pre-teen."

The discussions about Han Luo's performance were taking place all over the world. People praised her dancing performance as well as her acting. She had improved in ranking too. However, the final result wasn't made public, yet. While she was the talk of the town, Han Luo was making up for her promise, that is to sleep for two days. 

Finally, on the third day, she got out of her room while stretching her arms. In the corridor, she met Mo Yuan. Immediately her eyes lit up. She called him excitedly, "Big brother Yuan!" She trotted to his side and paused in front of him. She grinned while greeting him, "Good morning."

Mo Yuan didn't see her for ten days, even though they were staying in the same hotel. He saw her going to the practice room in the early morning and returning to her room late at night. Her exhausted expression made him not to waste her time with small talk. Seeing her working so hard, he also wanted to do his best for her. After the semifinal, she didn't come out of her room, he also didn't disturb her thinking she needed some rest.

Now that he saw her smiling brightly like the sun, he felt as though a heavy weight on his chest was lifted. These ten days of not seeing her were unbearable but seeing the smile was worth the wait. Her smile alone brightened up his morning.

Mo Yuan faintly smiled at her and said, "Good morning, Ah Luo. Did you have enough rest?"

Han Luo replied, "I did. Now I'm brimming with energy." 

Mo Yuan's eyes landed on her head and commented, "It looks like you have rested too much that you still feel sleepy." He reached out and used his fingers to take care of her morning hair. "You need to brush your hair properly before you go out."

"My hair is so long. It's hard to take care of it properly. I miss Noah." Han Luo sighed.

Mo Yuan's hand over her head paused. With his experience, he soon controlled his expression and took her arm. He pulled her toward her room without a word.

Han Luo was confused by his sudden action. She asked, "Eh? Big brother Yuan, where are we going?"

"To your room. I'll brush your hair," Mo Yuan quietly answered.

Han Luo didn't overthink and agreed, "All right!"

Mo Yuan got better at brushing her hair. While he was gently brushing her hair, Han Luo giggled and said, "You are getting close to Noah at this point. Noah knows which oil and shampoo are better suited for my hair. He also gives me a head massage and body massage-"

Mo Yuan cut off her words, "He massages your body?" His expression was darkening for each passing second.

Han Luo nodded. "That's right. He massages my body once a week."

Mo Yuan's eyebrows creased. "…Does he… touch you in any inappropriate place?"

Han Luo blinked. "What do you mean?" She was never sexually harassed. How would she know what it meant?

Mo Yuan composed himself and ordered, "Don't let other men touch you."

Han Luo frowned. She frowned, "Big brother Yuan, you are always weird. What do you mean by 'don't let other men touch you'? We are talking about Noah. It is him who raised me till now. He takes care of me in every possible way. He knows what I like and dislike. He also knows what I should do, what I shouldn't. He saved me countless times and taught me many things. No one knows me better than him. If you badmouth him, I'll get mad."

As she spoke, she pursed her lips. She was really angry. 

Noah is the closest person she ever has. He is like an old tree that she can rely on. He is both her friend and family. In front of him, she can be her real self.

There is no way she can stand it if anyone says something bad about him when he is innocent.

Mo Yuan could understand her feelings. He closed his eyes and tried to control himself from flipping out. In front of her, he couldn't show his dark side. If she wasn't here, the table by his side would be in two pieces right now.

He doesn't like it when she talks about other men. His heart burns with jealousy when she happily talks about the men with whom she is close and when she defends other men. It pricks him to the point to make a hole in his heart. 

Han Lu is his. She can only talk about him and can only rely on and defend him and no one else.

After a moment of cooling down, Mo Yuan coolly said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have spoken like that." 

"I know you meant well. It's all right." Han Luo easily forgave him. 

She has the heart of Mother Theresa.

After combing her hair, Mo Yuan gave her the jacket that was hung on the hanger and helped her wear it, while calmly saying, "Wear this.. You cannot go out wearing a simple sweater."