He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

Qu Yi returned home and called Lian He, but no one answered. She took a shower first, and called again after the shower, but still no one answered.

This was strange, as she remembered Lian He's schedule and he shouldn't have any classes now.

After several more attempts, someone finally answered.

"Hey."

His voice was low and hoarse.

"Have a cold?"

"……No."

"I am back."

After a long silence, he said, "I know."

"How...you saw me? Where are you now?"

"At the door."

She hung up the phone, opened the door, and sure enough, Lian He, who was more than half a head taller than her, was standing at the door, his dark eyes deep and his face pale, even his lips lacking color.

Look down.

Next to him was a bicycle leaning against the wall.

"I've come to return your things."

He pushed the bicycle in front of her.

"I don't want it, thank you for your kindness." He said this directly and turned to leave.

"Lian He".

He paused when he heard her call.

Qu Yi's indifferent voice rang out: "I understand, Lian He. I respect your choice."

The sound of the door closing was like a giant bell or drum. The sound waves struck his heart the instant they rang out, causing his already fragile heart to leap violently. A raging storm rushed towards him, and the suffocating feeling made his pupils tremble.

He leaned against the wall, panting heavily, and it took him a while to catch his breath.

Looking back, the bicycle was still there, but the door was closed.

"Meow!"

The doll rubbed against her calf, seemingly to comfort her.

Qu Yi squatted down and rubbed it.

She doesn't need comforting.

Actually, I've thought it through. After seeing him die once in front of me, Qu Yi just wants to see him live a good life. Feelings can't be rushed.

take it easy.

I had just stood up when the doorbell rang.

Qu Yi looked at the electronic peephole. From this angle, he looked a bit thin, and his downcast eyes even gave off a somewhat aggrieved vibe.

open the door.

"What's wrong? Is something... um!"

He gripped Qu Yi's waist with one hand and pressed the back of her head with the other, his fierce kiss landing precisely on her lips. His strength was so great that it felt as if he wanted to devour her whole, and the faint taste of blood lingered between their intertwined lips and teeth.

When the kiss ended, Lian He released her, panting.

His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to explode.

When their eyes met, he saw no disgust in them. Her eyes were tinged with a beautiful red, and her gaze was light, like a wisp of smoke, yet it seeped into his heart, took root, and drew nourishment from his heart, quickly growing into a vine that exuded an intoxicating fragrance, entwining his heart.

With a raised eyebrow and a smirk, she made him feel both pain and intoxication.

“You said…” His voice became even hoarse. “You genuinely wanted to give me this gift.”

"Yes."

"I don't want a heartfelt gift, I just want the one in front of me."

Qu Yi paused for two seconds, then smiled and said, "You can come and get it yourself."

Lian He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing.

If you can take it yourself, then you won't be polite.

You asked me to take it, you told me to try liking you, and now that I like you, you absolutely cannot leave me.

You can only be with me forever.

The two kissed again, but this time it wasn't as passionate as before. It became as gentle as a light rain or a gentle breeze, yet it was even more captivating.

From the doorway to the sofa, the large sofa, Lian He rested his hands on either side of her ears, looking down at her. The faint scent of tea lingered around his nose, like a needle pricking his desire.

Reason vanished at that moment.

Lian He hadn't expected anything to happen between them so soon, but he overestimated his self-control.

"Lian He, your heart..."

"I'm very good."

He leaned down and silenced her with a kiss, not caring about the wildly beating heart inside him, nor could he control it.