I was already feeling weak from the hangover, and now I felt even more limp.
He bit down hard on my shoulder, causing me to cry out in pain.
"Qi Chen!"
He finally lifted his head, staring at me coldly.
"Hu Keyan, how can you still say you like me?"
Looking into his deep eyes, my mind went blank, and I instinctively let out a small "ah."
Qi Chen raised an eyebrow.
"What does 'ah' mean? Hu Keyan, do you remember saying you liked me last night?"
"I... I really don't remember."
As soon as the words left my mouth, I felt a chill run down my back.
Qi Chen let out a cold laugh, his gaze as icy as ever.
"Hmph."
Suddenly, he released my hand and stood up to leave.
My mind was still hazy from the alcohol, but clarity struck me for a moment—did his reaction mean that he liked me too?
Maybe it was the alcohol giving me courage.
I quickly wrapped my arms around Qi Chen's neck, refusing to let go.
"Even though I don't remember, what I said should be true."
Dizzy and disoriented, I didn't know what I was saying:
"Qi Chen, I fell in love with you at first sight... huh?"
Before I could finish my sentence, Qi Chen lunged at me.
"You little fool," he said through gritted teeth.
"I've tolerated you for a long time."
Just as we were about to get closer, the bedroom door quietly creaked open.
It seemed something was stealthily approaching.
Suddenly, there was a "whoosh."
"Meow!—"
"Ah!"
I was slapped by the little white cat.
"White Moonlight?!"
I held the kitten by the scruff of its neck, looking bewildered as I asked Qi Chen, "How did it get here?"
Qi Chen propped his head up with one hand, lying beside me. The red mark on his chest made him look alluring and charming.
He casually smiled and said, "Well, it seems our mutual possession has been lifted."
"???"
I was even more confused.
Seriously, who possessed whom? It felt like he knew more than I did.
As if he could see through my confusion, Qi Chen leaned in closer to my ear and whispered, "Because I finally got the spell right yesterday, so it was lifted."
"Spell? What spell?"
I was still in a fog.
"The spell is... Hu Keyan, I love you."
"Wha—wait... mmm..."
Once again, I was kissed by Qi Chen.
After moving in with Qi Chen, life became easy and sweet. However, I couldn't shake off the memory of the day he suddenly turned cold towards me. I pressed him about it several times, but he always hesitated, either changing the subject or ignoring me completely.
One day, while doing a thorough cleaning, I stumbled upon his diary. That was when I finally understood the situation. To be clear, I wasn't intentionally prying into his privacy. Given the diary's placement and the fact that he used my birthday as a password, I had reasonable grounds to suspect that Qi Chen wanted me to find it.
As a creative man, he certainly had his quirks. I eagerly opened Qi Chen's diary:
"April 16th, sunny turning cloudy then heavy rain; my mood follows suit."
If I hadn't received a call from my mom today, and if she hadn't been so close with Ren Zhiquan, I wouldn't have lost my temper with Hu Keyan. God knows I ran under the scorching sun, nearly exhausting myself to find a place near Z University that had a suitable bedroom for her. But these two events happened to coincide.
My biological father was a long-distance truck driver. He died in a car accident due to fatigue while driving on the highway when I was in middle school. My mother and I not only had to endure the pain of losing a loved one but also had to bear the burden of my father's compensation payments. My mother is a kindergarten teacher with a gentle disposition, and after this blow, she cried almost every day. Her salary was barely enough to support both of us and pay off our debts.
So in my third year of junior high, she remarried and took me along. My stepfather is a wealthy executive, but he has a penchant for drinking. When he gets drunk, he hits me. My mother dares not intervene; she can only hold me and cry.
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