"That's good." Ai Jiaxin let out a relieved sigh and smiled. "I was worried you'd misunderstand. I really just want to thank you for saving me before—nothing else."
"It's nothing, really, just a small favor." Xu Nianji said casually.
But Ai Jiaxin was very serious. "For you, it's just a small favor, but for me, it was like saving my life. If you hadn't been there that day, who knows—I might've broken my leg, or hurt my head. So, I've always kept this gratitude in my heart."
"There's really no need. Anyone else in that situation, I'd have helped them too." Xu Nianji replied sincerely, feeling for the first time that rescuing someone came with pressure. He just wanted to help, and in that circumstance, it wouldn't matter who it was—he couldn't just ignore them.
But Ai Jiaxin's gratitude, showing up everywhere, made Xu Nianji feel overwhelmed; he didn't want this kind of thanks.
