Qingyun's Love: Tiger Boy Falls in Love with a Pretty Lawyer

Ran Mo was hesitating when she was suddenly and tightly embraced from behind. Even without a word being spoken, she knew who it was. Besides, who else would dare to hug her so brazenly in broad daylight? Well, instead of guarding the school gate, he actually had the nerve to kidnap her mid-sentence. This was intolerable.

She turned around, but without leaving the man's arms, her arms had already wrapped around his neck, and her mouth was raised to his. She didn't know why she was so emotional at the moment, perhaps because she was a little confused by playing with Bingo just now.

Of course, Qingsheng would respond enthusiastically and without reservation. It was a little strange, though, why was this little girl so proactive today, kissing him without even glancing behind him? Wasn't she afraid of hugging the wrong person? Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, besides Qingsheng, who else would dare hug his wife like this?

The two kissed passionately. Ranmo could clearly sense that Qingsheng had become increasingly bold and advanced in this area over the past few days. Especially in the dim light of night, he was even inclined to take further action.

Ran Mo naturally couldn't allow this to be crossed. After all, in this era, physical contact between men and women wasn't an empty promise. Suddenly, she was starting to get annoyed with the ancient times. If it were modern life, she and Qing Sheng could openly date, have sex, and even live together, with all the necessary safety measures. But right now, they both had to keep it to themselves. They weren't yet marriageable, and she couldn't abandon her studies for marriage. She still dreamed of becoming a lawyer.

In some ways, she was fine, but it was a tough situation for Qingsheng. Such a hot-blooded boy was constantly being teased, his mind was completely distracted. It was a pity. Oh, what could she do? The few tricks she'd learned from books, movies, and TV shows weren't going to be enough.

She was actually particularly worried about one thing: if a wealthy young man like Qingsheng really lost control of himself, they would have access to appropriate channels for relief. Even a servant or a servant could occasionally be more like timely rain than Ranmo.

She naturally believed in Qingsheng's determination and loyalty to her, but she couldn't bear to see him suffer like this every day. She only hated herself for not being able to make a decision and be with him happily.

She also feared that one day they might lose control and cross that line. Qingsheng's behavior these past few days had her feeling this way. She even wondered if he was afraid of losing her, so he was thinking about taking the relationship a step further. She didn't blame him for thinking that way, but she hoped that they could continue to develop their affectionate nature in a smooth and beautiful environment.

The two of them kissed for most of the day, and when they separated, their faces were flushed and sweaty. Qingsheng seemed to have recovered from the shock, and looked at Ranmo intently, a dreamy smile on his face.

Ranmo wiped the sweat from his forehead and told him to go home and eat together. Qingsheng shook his head and said he was not hungry, so Ranmo should go back and eat first.

Ran Mo didn't insist and asked him where he was going. Qing Sheng thought for a moment and said that Master Wu was not at home today, so he would go see Azan later.

Ranmo nodded. Azan had recovered, but he hadn't been to class for the past few days, claiming to be studying the secret manual at home. Qingsheng might want to go over and give him some guidance, to prevent him from going too far.

The two reluctantly said goodbye, sharing a huge hug before leaving. Ran Mo almost gasped. He wondered what he'd do later, thinking, "This kid's acting so aggressive now, what's next?" Hee hee hee, roo roo roo. This is a real gem.

Ranmo returned home, cooked and ate with his mother, flipped through a book for a while, and then prepared to go to bed.

Her mother noticed that she was a little uneasy and asked her what was wrong, whether she was worried. Ran Mo shook her head and said that she was a little tired these days and wanted to rest early. Her mother smiled slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

Ran Mo lay down on her bed, reflecting on the day's events. It wasn't a big deal, really, but every scene, broken down and shuffled, made her ponder and recollect for hours. She even saw the faces of Bingo and Qingsheng overlap in her mind. The first one was relatively normal, but the second one was completely unsettling.

At this moment, she suddenly felt her heartbeat become erratic, she began to sweat profusely, and she felt as if she was collapsing. She panicked. Could it be that even thinking about it was a sin? Could it also cause abnormal reactions in the body?

She tried her best to remain calm and not think about anything else. She finally fell asleep in a daze.

It was a dream, but it felt very real. She was walking along a weed-covered path. The path was wet, as if it had just rained.

Suddenly, a little man jumped out from the half-man-high grass nearby. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be that Sun A Meng (the name she gave this figure that resembled a combination of Sun Wukong and Doraemon).

He stopped Ranmo with a smile and said he wanted to tell Ranmo something. Ranmo asked him what it was.

"Do you remember that there is a reversal clause in the rebirth agreement?" he asked, shaking his head slightly.

Turnaround clause? Ran Mo shook her head. The agreement was so dense at the time that she was reborn before she had time to read it carefully.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, I can tell you now. First of all, let me state that the reversal clause is signed to protect the interests of those who travel through time and are reborn." Ran Mo had a bad feeling when he heard this statement. Anyone who keeps saying this kind of thing is usually just selling dog meat under the guise of selling mutton.

"I'd like to hear the details." Ran Mo replied indifferently.

Sun A Meng glanced at her, and as if remembering Ran Mo's past as a lawyer, he briefly explained, "This clause means that if you don't live well in the world after rebirth, the underworld system will have the right to recall you and return you to your previous world. They can also bring you back to the eve of a fatal incident so that you can choose which step to take again."

After saying this, he stared at Ran Mo's face, watching her reaction. This? Ran Mo was pleasantly surprised. This was a good choice. How she had wished she could turn back time and abandon and stop that foolish and impulsive behavior.

Then her heart sank again. If she went back, wouldn't that mean leaving everything behind? She'd just settled in here, especially with her beloved mother, lover, and friends by her side. How could she bear to leave them now? And how could they accept this? She even remembered what Qingsheng had told her that day: if he couldn't find her one day, he might die.

Thinking of this, she shuddered. This Sun Ameng is so annoying. If you wanted to come, you should have come a long time ago. But now you tell me this news and make me make such a difficult choice.

She thought again of the previous dream in which she and Qingsheng had helped her solve her psychological difficulties over there. She must be living a good life. If that was the case, she wouldn't have to go back.

She made up her mind and said, "Thank you for your concern. I'm doing well here, so I won't bother you. There's no need to apply any reversal clauses."

"Is everything good? Especially in love?"

Ran Mo didn't expect him to ask so directly, and didn't know what he meant, so he looked at him puzzledly.

Sun A Meng said: "According to the information, you committed suicide mainly for love, so you must find true love in this life in order to live a good life here."

"Of course that's true love. You don't need to worry about it. Does it need to be proven?" Ran Mo said with a slight sneer.

Sun A Meng chuckled, "That's right. You're a lawyer, so you know everything depends on evidence. Words alone are not enough. You have to prove that you're truly in love."

Ran Mo was speechless. He looked at him for a moment and asked, "How do you want me to prove it?"

Sun Ameng blushed and said nothing. Ran Mo looked at him strangely.

After a moment, he waved his hand and asked Ran Mo to bring his head closer so that he could whisper in his ear.

Ranmo had no choice but to squat down and stretch his head over. Sun Ameng showed a look of joy and pressed her two chubby lips against Ranmo's ears. Ranmo felt very itchy, but he couldn't shake them off. Those two lips stuck to his ears like suction cups.

Sun Ameng moved his lips, as if using his inner force to transmit sound, to tell Ranmo the verification method he requested. Ranmo pushed him away and said, "Hateful! Nonsense!"

Sun A Meng stumbled after being pushed, but after regaining his balance, he said seriously, "I'm not kidding you, nor am I joking. This request isn't written in the main text of the agreement, but it's included in the appendix. You have to agree to it whether you want to or not. Don't blame me for not telling you, the deadline is six months. If you don't complete the task by then, you'll have to be taken away!" He paused and said, "Did you feel very uncomfortable before going to bed tonight? That's a reminder or a warning to you. If you don't hurry up and complete the task, this uncomfortable reaction will become more and more severe, and there will be no medicine to cure it, until you eventually disappear from this world. Think about it for yourself."

Ran Mo was startled when she heard this. No wonder she'd felt so strange back then. It looked like what this guy said was true. She calmed herself down, not wanting to get angry with him again; he was just a clerk. She was also grateful for his help last time. So she bowed to Sun A Meng and offered a slight apology.

Sun A Meng waved his hands generously, saying it was nothing. He had previously asked someone for this and was slapped in the face by that person. What a damn bad luck!

Ran Mo almost laughed out loud. Sun Ameng, realizing everything had been explained, was about to disappear. Ran Mo suddenly remembered something and hurriedly stopped him, whispering something in his ear.

Sun Ameng glanced at her and said, "Can't you calculate the date yourself?" After saying that, he showed a slightly disgusted expression. After a wisp of smoke, it disappeared.