Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

Shen Rao was stunned for a moment, then he said with a guilty conscience: "If I say that I fell down by myself, would you believe me?"

Qi Yan responded with a smile that said, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

It seems that he doesn't believe it.

Shen Rao didn't know what to say. After all, he was the one who started the fight first, so he was somewhat in the wrong.

But it was obviously unrealistic to hide this matter from Qi Yan. She could just go out and catch anyone in the mansion and ask them, and they would know everything.

Shen Rao hesitated for an unexpectedly long time, and Qi Yan's patience was limited: "Is it difficult to answer?"

"no……"

This really put Shen Lucha in a difficult position. He was the one who caused the trouble first, so how could he pretend to be innocent and pitiful?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

From not knowing how to start the conversation, to realizing that his loss of control would bring trouble to Qi Yan.

Shen Rao began to panic and was even more unable to speak.

His eyes were evasive and his thin lips moved back and forth but he couldn't utter a word, just like a child who had done something wrong and didn't dare to look his parents in the eye.

The arrogant Prince Shen was never so timid in front of his harsh grandmother when he was a child.

Shen Rao twisted his slender fingers unconsciously, his eyes rolling around: "That, that..."

Qi Yan: "What?"

She lifted Shen Rao's chin slightly, forcing him to look at her: "Mr. Shen, tell me, who is it?"

"..."

Shen Rao was captured by her consistent deep eyes for a moment, and his soul was almost sucked in. He lowered his long raven eyelashes and muttered hesitantly: "If, I mean if——"

He paused, then looked up at her with hope, "Was it me who started it first?"

Shen Rao's Adam's apple rolled nervously. He was looking forward to Qi Yan's reaction, but he was also afraid.

Qi Yan had only known him for a few days, and even though he didn't want to admit it, the guy named Pei could be considered Qi Yan's childhood sweetheart.

They grew up together and have been engaged for many years.

Shen Rao wasn't sure if he could beat Qi Yan. What if Qi Yan hated him because of this?

Shen Rao bit the inside of his lower lip, his heart tightening.

Then, he couldn't survive.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was silence in his ears. Just when Shen Rao thought Qi Yan didn't hear him, she spoke slowly.

"I see."

"..." Shen Rao was a little confused, "What do you know?"

He hasn't said anything yet!

Did you just sleepwalk?

But he wasn't asleep!

"I see..." Qi Yan looked at him quietly for a few seconds, and in Shen Rao's puzzled eyes, he concluded: "Someone made you angry, Mr. Shen."

"..."

Everything is quiet.

Shen Rao stared blankly into her calm eyes.

She seemed to have said something that was a matter of course, as natural as the sun rising in the east and setting in the west and the sky being blue.

There was no questioning, no confusion, and no disgust or complaint.

Just one sentence: Someone made you angry.

In an instant, Shen Rao seemed to be immersed in a lake of warm water, and the warmth that penetrated his bones spread to his limbs and bones.

He uttered a low 'hmm'.

Someone made him angry, and he was very angry, very angry.

I was so angry that I forgot where I was and who I was.

He was so angry that he became sick and turned into a reckless madman, like a mad dog that bites everyone he sees.

He was so angry that the only person in his eyes and heart was Qi Yan, and the only thing he wanted to do was to help her vent her anger.

——No matter how angry I am, I can't forget her.

Shen Rao thought to himself:

There is absolutely no hope for his life, and he doesn't want any hope.

That's just how he is.

He thought it was pretty good.

Qi Yan got a positive answer, and an unknown emotion flashed across his eyes, which disappeared in an instant. He stroked his hair with his fingertips, and glanced at his handsome face with injuries.

Qi Yan only asked two questions quietly:

"Have you gotten rid of your anger? Are you still angry?"

“…I feel relieved,” Shen Rao said without realizing that he had let down his guard, pouring out the words, “but I’m still very angry.”

Pei Yuchen is not the focus at all. He is just a fuse that ignited the anger that had been accumulating in Shen Rao's heart for these days. He was unlucky and happened to be caught in the crossfire. He happened to be unhappy and provoked Shen Rao.

Pei Yuchen was just a target for venting anger, but those who actually had the power to make decisions...

Shen Rao couldn't beat him.

This anger won't go away in a short while.

"I understand." Qi Yan said again.

"?" Shen Rao was extremely puzzled, "What do you know now?"

No.

Why is Qi Yan’s speech so hard to understand now?

It's like guessing a riddle.

Shen Rao couldn't guess it and was completely confused.

Qi Yan didn't explain or ask any more questions. She just patted his shoulder and said.

"It's late, go to bed, Mr. Shen."

Shen Rao, whose IQ was downgraded in front of Qi Yan, was quickly diverted and asked shyly: "Are you here to sleep with me?"

He remembered that he was still in solitary confinement and couldn't get out.

"Will you stay with me?" He gently pulled Qi Yan's sleeve, his eyes moist and bright, "Okay, Ah Yan."

"..."

The thunder stopped, the rain was about to stop, and the anxiety in my heart also stopped.

There was no need for Qi Yan to stay with him any longer.

but……

When she saw his rosy cheeks and moist black eyes full of expectation under the dim light, her vocal cords no longer felt like her own.

"Okay," Qi Yan agreed, "I'll accompany you."

The two switched roles, and this time it was Qi Yan who came to his room and stayed away.

Maybe it’s because the rain hasn’t stopped yet.

Qi Yan didn't say anything when Shen Rao snuggled into her arms. She was especially gentle tonight, sweeter than a dream.

Shen Rao suddenly wanted the rain to continue for the rest of his life, but then he thought better of it.

Qi Yan was so gentle and beautiful in the sunlight, and he liked her very much.

He likes Qi Yan at night, during the day, today and tomorrow.

Shen Rao couldn't help himself, he buried his head deeply in her arms and said: "I love you, Qi Yan, I love you so much."

You can’t keep your love in your heart, it will hurt you, you must say it out loud, shout it out, tell her loudly.

"Qi Yan, Shen Rao really loves you, loves you so much..."

His words of love were denser and more numerous than the sound of raindrops hitting the mountains.

Qi Yan listened quietly, heard the sound of rain disappear, heard the sound of love gradually fade away.

Finally, Shen Rao murmured softly.

"Can you love me a little, too?"

"..."

Qi Yan, who had excellent hearing, naturally heard it.

For a long, long time, until the person in her arms fell completely asleep, she raised her arm that was on the bed but not touching Shen Rao, and lightly put it around his back.

As if she was learning to hug for the first time, she slowly and clumsily tightened her arms and hugged him.

Qi Yan buried his head in the water, sniffing the vaguely familiar scent.

This feeling is amazing.

The body temperature in my arms is high and very warm, like a stove that is burning tirelessly.

It warmed up her low-temperature blood, making it flow faster and even speed up her heart beat.

Qi Yan slowly closed her eyes, her instinct driving her to greedily hug the person in her arms tightly, as if she wanted to embed the person into her bones and blood.

There was a cool sound of raindrops outside the window, and she hugged the constant temperature 'stove', her heart was warmed and hot.

Five years later, Qi Yan seemed to understand a little bit of what they said.

Her before she lost her memory.

Does it feel like this every night?

Although the man's body is not soft, it is full of hard and tight muscles.

But the person feels warm, and the hair is fragrant and soft, which smells very good.

"..."

Qi Yan paused for a moment.

So, is this what starting a family is like?

She didn’t know about others, but Qi Yan knew now. If she started a family with this person, it might be like this.

like……

not bad.

In my personal impression, the rigid and cold responsibilities that starting a family represents do not seem so oppressive in this warmth.

'It' becomes a warm person in my arms, soft and coquettish, with sparkling eyes and sweet expressions of love...

Qi Yan lowered her eyes, her gaze fell on the scars on his body and she couldn't help but think of other things.