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

"I didn't cry," the deep, magnetic voice was filled with tears, and he insisted stubbornly, "You heard it wrong."

Qi Yan remained silent.

Shen Rao, who was applying medicine to her with trembling hands behind her, had blurred vision.

It hurts, of course it hurts. It also hurts when the medicine is applied, but she doesn't react at all.

Like a slow-witted and stupid cat, he endured the broken bones silently without making a sound.

If he hadn't been unable to resist coming over tonight, it would have been difficult to discover that she was injured.

The more Shen Rao thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt: "Qi Yan, how long has this been going on?"

He begged: "Please tell me..."

"... not long ago," Qi Yantou said, burying his head in his arms, curled up on his knees, without hiding anything, "less than a year."

Shen Rao's breathing stopped.

in less than a year.

That was nearly six years ago.

It took her six years to become what she was in the end, mature, cold, and always indifferent.

Shen Rao's heart felt like it was being cut into pieces by a knife.

He didn't even know how to start talking. It would be futile to say anything. He knew that if he were Qi Yan, he would never do better than her.

She is already very strong.

Incredibly strong.

Qi Yan's neck was suddenly hugged from behind, Shen Rao buried his head in her neck, and said in an unbearable and difficult voice:

"Ayan, you have been great so far. Great, great."

Qi Yan lowered his eyes and stared into the void, and no one knew what emotions were flowing in his eyes.

"Ayan."

At this moment, a porcelain-white arm came up to her eyes, and a low, hoarse voice sounded softly in her ears:

"If it hurts, bite me."

“…I’m not a real dog.”

"I am." Shen Rao said, "If it hurts, you can bite my 'dog'."

“…No need.” Qi Yan declined.

"Ayan, it's really possible..."

"Don't make me say it a second time."

"Woo——"

Qi Yan looked up at the ceiling and said after a long while: "But thank you anyway, A Rao."

Shen Rao didn't dare to leave tonight, for fear that something might go wrong if he left.

Two people who were not very sleepy lay side by side, staring at each other with their eyes.

No one spoke.

Shen Rao had a lot of questions, such as the pain in her heart, her past experiences, and her nightmares.

But he still couldn't open his mouth.

If the other party does not tell you voluntarily, and you keep asking, it will become an offense that exposes someone's scars.

Shen Rao didn't want to hurt her.

I had no choice but to grab the corner of her dress and tell her again and again with my wet black eyes:

'I'm always here, you can trust me.'

Qi Yan probably accepted it.

His slightly averted eyes accidentally slid to his fair and tender neck, which was also coated with medicine, and the red teeth marks there were so deep that the flesh was visible.

"I'm very sorry."

She pointed to the bite marks on Shen Rao's neck that must have been painful, and clasped her collar button with her fingertips: "You can bite it back."

Seeing her delicate collarbone moving with her breathing, Shen Rao naturally wanted to pounce on her and bite her, but not now, and certainly not for this reason.

"No need." Shen Rao touched his neck, and his ears suddenly turned red. "This is also your stamp of approval. I like it very much."

“It would be nice if it were permanent.”

"..."

Qi Yan looked at him quietly and asked the question again: "Why do you like me so much?"

Shen Rao looked up in confusion: "What?"

"From what you said, the first time we met, it wasn't because I saved you, and you don't know my true identity. I'm just a person of a completely different class from you. Why do you like me so much?"

Most people in her world covet her favor and admire her. Her innate halo attracts countless admirers.

But Qi Yan didn’t understand what Shen Rao was persistent about.

“Is it because of this face?”

She pointed to the least noteworthy part of her body.

"It's not because of your face," Shen Rao grabbed the corner of her clothes and rubbed it repeatedly with his fingertips, as if he was shy, "I didn't see your face clearly the first time I saw you..."

All I saw was a tall, skinny guy standing there holding an umbrella for the cat.

The second time they met, the lights in the bar were dim and he couldn't see her face clearly. He only knew that her movements were very cool and the people at the scene cheered loudly.

She looked extremely dazzling under the glass that was shining brightly under the spotlight.

Shen Rao never pondered why.

Maybe it’s fate, anyway he loves it so much.

Love her every smile, every movement, and every strand of her hair.

I can't help but love, and I'm deeply in love.

Qi Yan listened to his affectionate story quietly, and finally came to an evaluation:

"You're stupid."

Shen Rao: “?”

"You chose the worst option," Qi Yan said calmly, "You shouldn't have come here. For a rich young master like you, the Qi family can do you no good except to restrict you."

The same words as before the amnesia.

Why is Qi Yan still Qi Yan? She will never change.

"Why is there no benefit?"

Shen Rao sat up suddenly: "You are here, you are a benefit to me! A huge benefit!"

Qi Yan looked at him in silence for a while, and said almost indifferently, "Do you think love can last forever?"

"……what?"

Qi Yan straightened up slightly, and Shen Rao quickly supported her, his eyes full of worry: "Just don't move."

A slender white hand slapped him away and poked his chest, revealing the reality almost cruelly.

"Aren't you aware of your current situation?"

"You are outside the system, in a completely unfamiliar place, you don't even understand the language they use to communicate. If someone here wants to attack you, you don't even have the right to call for help."

"Just as you thought before—"

Slide your fingertips downward from your heart:

"If I want to, it only takes a word to hollow out your internal organs."

Her eyes were extremely cold: "Mr. Shen, you have no one to rely on here."

Shen Rao looked at her and asked softly, "Then can you?"

Qi Yan's sliding hand paused.

She sneered, "So what if I won't do that now? Who knows if I'll change my mind."

"Then we'll talk about it when you can," Shen Rao kissed her cheek with his thin lips, and his big palm led her hand to linger in front of each organ, saying, "As long as you want, I'm willing to dig it out for you at any time. During this period, I will take good care of myself and strive to be healthy when you want to dig it out."

"..."

Qi Yan's eyes changed when he looked at him:

"are you crazy."

"Yes, he is seriously ill."

If loving her was a disease, he would have died long ago.

What can he rely on in the Qi family?

It's nothing more than Qi Yan's conscience.

Shen Rao knew she wouldn't.

If Qi Yan was really a despicable scum, why would she stand in the rain and hold an umbrella for the cat? Shen Rao has always been curious about what she was thinking about in the rain for so long.

Qi Yan asked: "Even if I won't change, won't you?"

"If one day you get fed up and you can't leave, you..."

Before she could finish, Shen Rao interrupted her.

"Qi Yan."

He held Qi Yan's jaw with his fingertips, forcing her to continue looking into his stubborn and dark eyes.

"I won't get tired of you even when I die. I will be buried together with your ashes. Don't even think about getting rid of me in your next life or the next."

Qi Yan was stunned.

Shen Rao pressed his lips gently against hers, the paranoia in his eyes intensified, and his passionate kiss was filled with love.

"We will be together forever and ever."

"..."

Qi Yan's head was held down, and she had no way to retreat but to accept it. The extremely aggressive kiss was like a violent storm.

It seems to be raining outside again.

There is an unusually heavy spring rain at this time of year. The continuous rain hits the leaves, just like hitting the heart, causing ripples.

For a long, long time, she held Shen Rao, who was sleeping on her shoulder, and slowly wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tighter and tighter. It was very different from the pillow, it was big, hot, fragrant, and alive...

Qi Yan hugged him silently, with many unspeakable emotions flashing through her eyes.

Guilt, pain, bitterness, entanglement...

Finally, she raised her eyelids and looked out the window. Her eyes, which had lost control of themselves, were unusually calm, like the rising tide that submerged everything and made it impossible to see through them.

early morning.

Shen Rao stood up, holding the aching back of his neck. He had forgotten how he fell asleep.

He was not such a beast last night. Why did he pull Qi Yan even though she was injured? It seemed as if everything went black before his eyes... He was just thinking about it when he touched the bed on his side.

cold.

Shen Rao immediately turned over and got out of bed, but this time he didn't find Qi Yan anywhere in the bedroom.

The rain was still falling outside, and the Bei Mansion was in chaos.

"The young master is missing!"