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Yan Yan felt a sudden unease in her heart, and without answering, she subtly shifted the topic. "Has anyone been here?"
Her gaze landed on the fresh fruit platter on the low table, which contained pears—her least favorite.
Qin Huai noticed her frown and smiled broadly, clearly amused. "Ah, yes."
Seeing his expression, she tilted her head and pondered, "Is it Jiang Linchuan?"
"Tsk... how boring, you guessed it right away."
His smile faded instantly, and he muttered something that Yan Yan couldn't quite catch. She decided to play along. "You're so happy about someone sending the wrong thing, aside from people you don't like. I can't think of anyone else," she said, retracting her gaze from the fruit platter. "Well, the only ones who can be so casual at the research institute are Ji Bai and Jiang Linchuan. Ji Bai is completely absorbed in the Mind Game Pod right now; he wouldn't have time to send me pears. So it must be that person you dislike—Jiang Linchuan."
"Hmph..."
Noticing that he was still sulking over some trivial matter, she stood up. In response to his surprised gaze, she walked over to a certain someone lazily leaning against the wall. Under his astonished stare, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his slender waist.
Feeling Rascal's stiffness, she buried her face in his chest and let out a muffled laugh.
Qin Huai was utterly taken aback by this unexpected surprise; his girl had actually thrown herself into his arms!
"Yan Yan... you—"
"Don't talk," she interrupted him. "Let me finish... Just like you heard before, I... I'm not eighteen-year-old Yan Yan anymore; I'm twenty-eight-year-old Yan Yan." She stared directly into his eyes, searching for any hint of emotion. If she sensed even the slightest wrongness, she would cut off any possibility... but there was none. In his brilliant Peach Blossom Eyes, there was only deep affection and concern.
"You... don't you think I..."
As she remained entangled in her thoughts, Qin Huai lifted his arm, cradling her head and pressing it against his chest. Leaning closer to her ear, he whispered, "What do you feel? Fear, hatred, or disbelief? Silly girl, I never cared about who you are or what you are. You are simply you, the person who etched herself into my mind the moment I first saw you. Back then, by the Teleportation Circle, I wondered what kind of person could possess such eyes and that kind of gaze... After wandering alone in the abyss for so long, I unconsciously found myself wanting to seek someone to walk alongside me... When I took your Golden Treasure Chest, I thought that fierce girl on the ground would surely come back to seek revenge after having the chance to grow. Such entanglements should make life less lonely. You see, later on, weren't you 'impressed' by me?"
"Indeed... it was quite 'impressive'," she recalled the moment in the mine when she had thrown down his towel and first saw that infuriating yet undeniably Unmatched Beauty of his face, which had even dazzled her eyes.
Her memories drifted away; it seemed she had seen this excessively handsome face in a past life... Where was it?
Furrowing her brow, she realized that this time upon waking from Drowsiness, her memories had become even more blurred...
Was it the price of rebirth?
Suppressing the dark emotions that suddenly surfaced in her eyes, she spoke, "The experiences of my past life have long exhausted all my feelings. In this life, all my emotions are devoted to Ayu. From the moment I woke up, all I wanted was to protect her well; I never thought anyone else could enter my sight or heart. But..." She raised her hand, her cold fingertip gently brushing against his fair and delicate profile. "But you, this unreasonable rogue... forcibly inserted yourself between Ayu and me. You have feelings for me; at that time, I was more frightened than delighted, constantly wondering about the elusive nature of emotions..." Remembering the betrayal at Jade Bridge Kengdu in her past life, she smiled with understanding. "Emotions are truly complicated. Usually, I'm not very talkative; I just feel that many things don't need to be said. In this life, some may think I'm cold-hearted and resemble an old person lost in despair... Little do they know that my warmth, anger, joy, and sorrow have long been worn away in my past life. Here—" she pointed at her chest with a faint smile, "this is not a vibrant soul but one that crawled out of hell—a soul filled only with vengeance and devoid of joy or sorrow. With someone like me, do you still feel affection?"
Every step she took felt like walking on a razor's edge; a slight deviation could lead to utter ruin.
From being surrounded by hungry wolves to now being able to confidently arrange for someone here without worry—along the way, she couldn't recall how many times she had woken up from nightmares or how often she had felt anxious under the constant threat hanging over her head...
She had held on with sheer willpower until now; however... that willpower was faltering as Ayu lay in the Healing Chamber without knowing whether she was alive or dead.
They were right; Strict Language was her inner demon—the one that accompanied her throughout.
If the inner demon perished, so would she.
The girl buried in his chest felt fragile as if she might collapse at any moment. Qin Huai sighed deeply, understanding her obsession and the things she couldn't let go of. He also knew that she must have suffered greatly in her past life; otherwise, how could there be such deep-seated demons and attachments? "Yan Yan," he said gently, "you can't handle this alone."
He lifted her shoulders and gazed intently into her rolling black eyes filled with emotion. "To cherish you, to like you, to care for you is my responsibility and will be a part of two-thirds of my life from now on. Whenever you choose to accept me and love me back—I can wait. Even if it takes until everything turns white... Well, that seems unlikely given your current behavior; I feel like I'm not far from achieving victory in this long journey."
"Shameless."
"Yes, shameless, but only towards you."
Ten minutes later...
With a dark expression, Yan Yan, who was unable to move due to being held tightly, gritted her teeth and said, "Rogue."
"Ah... that's not something I can control."
Rogue!
This guy actually... actually—
It was the second time! How desperate could he be!
"Are you some kind of beast?"
"Wife, you have to forgive me. After all, I've been celibate for twenty-eight years..."
Someone wore a wronged expression.
Wife?
What the hell!
"What are you shouting about?"
"Isn't it?" She pouted, "Then... Wife?"
"Hehe..."
She pushed him away but couldn't budge him, frowning, "Get off me—I—mm!"
Before she could finish her sentence, he forcefully pulled her into his arms and sealed her lips with a kiss.
Yan Yan used all her strength to push away the person who clung to her like an octopus, rolling her eyes dramatically. "Stop being such a rogue."
"I'm only a rogue with you."
Qin Huai, though appearing charming and carefree, was actually cold and hard to approach. She was ruthless towards both matters and people. She had once wondered why someone like him would care about her, but now she vaguely understood the answer.
It was simply that liking someone meant liking them.
Liking someone outweighed all reasons; principles were nothing compared to my willingness.
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