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"what should I do now?"

Lambert hugged Xia Tang tightly, like the last piece of driftwood in the deep sea, and murmured and cried:

"Tangtang, I really don't know why I did that. I just wanted to be with you. I must be crazy... You won't forgive me, right? You won't like me anymore, right?"

Lambert felt Xia Tang struggle slightly in his arms.

"No, don't hate me, please..."

"Lambert, you're holding me...too tight, it hurts...I can't...breathe."

Xia Tang patted Lambert's back gently, and Lambert quickly let her go:

"I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean it. Does it still hurt?"

Perhaps Lambert's emotions were fluctuating too much. Xia Tang saw a flickering black crystal between his brows. She stretched out her finger and touched it, but it was not yet fully formed.

"You're about to lose control again, Lambert." Xia Tang gently held Lambert's hand: "Sit down for a while and calm down."

She ran to the table in small steps, heated the kettle, and quickly made two cups of black tea. She turned around and saw Lambert curled up in the corner of her bed, as if no matter where they were, her corner of the bed was his exclusive place.

"for you."

Xia Tang handed over one of the cups. Lambert took a sip, but was scalded. He took a breath immediately:

"Uh--"

"Don't be so impatient!" Xia Tang immediately took the cup from his hand, blowing on it while scolding him, "Don't you know how hot the freshly brewed tea is?"

She sat on the bed and patiently blew away the steam rising from the cup. The outside was completely shrouded in darkness. She tentatively touched the cup to check the temperature and handed it back to Lambert after confirming that it was ok.

"Drink it this time."

Lambert held the handle of the cup, took two sips of tea, and finally looked up at Xia Tang as if he had made a decision:

"Tangtang, I know I was wrong. You can ask for any conditions you want, as long as you are willing to love me, even if it's just a little bit—"

"Why do you always ask for conditions?" Xia Tang smiled at Lambert:

"I've actually thought about it carefully. The reason you're like this... is because you still don't understand what love is. Love is not something that needs to be exchanged. It's neither a demand nor a command. Love is unconditional."

Lambert was stunned for a long while before speaking: "You mean... if you don't have any conditions, I can... do anything?"

"Yes."

Xia Tang nodded gently: "You can go any way you want and do anything you want. The reason why I am honest with you is not because I want you to do something... but because I find that... I always ask you to be completely honest with me in my heart, but I haven't done it myself first."

Lambert sat on the ground. A cold wind slipped in through the crack in the door. He wrapped his clothes tightly, but it was no use. Although the clothes Xia Tang gave him were comfortable, they were not warm. Soon he sneezed.

"Do you want to come up and keep warm?" Xia Tang pushed Lambert and opened the quilt a little.

Lambert couldn't ask for more.

He lay stiffly beside her bed. The warm and soft quilt, wrapped in her fragrance, soon covered his body. Xia Tang lay defenselessly beside him. He followed her gaze and saw that it was falling on the window. He didn't know when it started snowing heavily outside.

"Black Robe... your father will probably ask you to provide spiritual comfort to some soldiers in the next two days. If you don't want to go..." Lambert mentioned the matter in a low voice.

"I will go." Xia Tang drew a sun on the frost on the window with his finger: "I also have a mission to accomplish."

"I'm a little confused." Lambert started again: "Tangtang, I don't know how to go on. It seems that no matter what choice I make, I can't bear the consequences."

"I will protect you."

Xia Tang looked at Lambert very firmly: "Lambert, I know you have been lonely all this time. From my perspective, I don't want to persuade you. I just want to tell you that since you said that we are partners, no matter what choice you make, I will bear the consequences with you."

"What do you want me to choose?"

"You have to choose your own path, and no matter what you choose, it takes a lot of courage." Xia Tang held Lambert's hand under the quilt:

"I will always stay with you."

Xia Tang snuggled in the warm quilt and quickly closed her eyes. She had provided spiritual comfort to the sergeants today and had talked so much with Lambert, so she was very tired.

"Are you sleepy?" Lambert turned sideways to look at Xia Tang. Her eyelashes gently spread on her eyelids, which looked particularly beautiful.

"Ah."

Xia Tang suddenly felt a large shadow cast on her. She opened her eyes reflexively and found that it was Lambert who wanted to get close to kiss her. She trembled instinctively, and the scene of him imprisoning her played in her mind on a loop.

Lambert understood the fear in Xia Tang's eyes and immediately retreated to a safe area in panic:

"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have...Tangtang."

But Xia Tang didn't let him have wild thoughts and hugged him more quickly and gently. Her hair gently brushed across his neck and face, making him feel itchy. Lambert sniffed hard at her pleasant scent, which was all his at the moment.

Then she climbed onto his neck, cupped his cheek, and placed a gentle kiss on the corner of his mouth.

"I just remembered something bad. You did something bad to me, so I was a little scared. Now you know the price of doing bad things, right?"

Xia Tang lay on Lambert and frowned again soon: "I'm so sleepy, your heartbeat is so loud."

“I think so, too. It’s really strange.”

Lambert murmured to himself, his heart was beating like a drum, and he couldn't calm down no matter what. He soon understood what was going on. Under such circumstances, he actually entered the estrus period.

He didn't want to make the same mistake again. It was enough to do such a stupid thing once. Lambert rolled off the bed and onto the floor. The cold temperature of the floor made him sober up a lot.

When Xia Tang woke up in the middle of the night, she saw Lambert shivering on the floor. She stretched out her foot and kicked him: "Why are you on the floor again?"

"I... am fine, Tangtang, you... go to sleep."

Xia Tang heard the strangeness in his tone. She turned on the bedside lamp, squinted at Lambert, and quickly spoke:

"Come up quickly."

"No, you... go to sleep first, I'm fine."

The black crystal on Lambert's forehead had almost taken shape, and his face looked very bad, but he refused to go up. He knew that with his self-control, he would definitely not be able to control himself if he met Xia Tang.

"Don't you want me to give you spiritual comfort?"