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The vast manor was shrouded in the dim light of night.

The room on the second floor of the main house, at the very back.

Heavy, silver-gray curtains hung quietly on either side of the window, and the evening breeze gently blew in through the cracks in the window, causing the white gauze curtains to flutter and sway lightly in the breeze.

The moonlight, along with the glow of the courtyard lamps, bathed half the room in its pure white glow.

I don't know if autumn came too early or summer ended too suddenly, but even though the weather is still warm and makes you sweat with the slightest movement, the two rose bushes outside the window, their necks intertwined, have already started to shed their leaves.

One by one.

The leaves are scattered and overlapping, covering the ground.

Before long, the thick vines were exposed in the dim night.

Do you know how I felt when I saw one man after another appearing around you?

Not only was the outdoor air warm, but the indoor temperature also began to rise little by little under the quiet moonlight.

Fang Li's voice trembled slightly: "What man... I don't have one."

"No?" Han Xi's deep, cold eyes were fixed on her, with a burning desire simmering deep within them.

"How many love letters did you receive in high school? The boy who confessed to you at the stadium, I think he was from some famous family in Haicheng."

Fang Li didn't know what was wrong with her. It was as if she was floating in the void, unable to feel anything, yet every sense in her body had become unusually sensitive. Her mind was racing, sometimes filled with bizarre and fantastical images, sometimes with a burst of white light.

Even so, Han Xi's words still clearly reached her ears.

Her cheeks flushed: "How do you know all this?"

"What do you say?"

Han Xi's voice was deep and hoarse: "If I hadn't been so preoccupied with my own problems all those years, do you think I would have tolerated those reckless people appearing in front of you?"

Fang Li's mind oscillated between blankness and clarity.

"And what about you?"

"I?"

Han Xi's lips curled slightly, and a deep, previously unseen meaning flashed in his eyes: "I am a businessman."

"What do you mean?"

"Having the chips to win, waiting for the right moment to strike, and striking decisively is an essential business quality for a qualified businessman."

Fang Li breathed heavily: "So, am I your partner, or just a product you've taken a fancy to?"

"neither."

Han Xi leaned down and kissed her cheek with eyes full of devotion. "You are the person I have wanted to see but dared not see for the past twenty years, the person I have wanted to forget but could not forget."

"You are neither a partner nor a commodity."

Fang Li's eyes flickered as she quietly waited for him to continue.

Suddenly, he looked up, his eyes deep as he gazed at her, and said, "You are the demon I can't shake off, the obsession I've spent my entire youth trying to overcome."

"..." resounded like thunder in my ears, like the sound of bells and chimes striking my heart.

Fang Li's last shred of clarity was thrown into disarray by these few words, which were clearly hoarse but deafeningly loud.

What is he saying?

He said she was his inner demon, the obsession of his entire youth?!

The handsome man above her continued to kiss her gently, his face and eyes full of affection, as if he were kissing a fragile treasure, or a beloved possession that he had finally obtained.

His long, slightly drooping eyelashes trembled occasionally, and his eyes held a deep infatuation that Fang Li had never seen before.

Fang Li felt an unprecedented dryness in her throat.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but his mind was in a terrible fog. He realized that no matter what he said now, it would not be enough to respond to his two unforgettable confessions.

Even now, she still doesn't understand why this man, who could attract countless women, is so persistent towards her.

Han Xi's entire body was like a furnace, every inch of his skin was incredibly hot.

Fang Li was deeply moved by his words, but she was also afraid when she thought about what would happen next.

However, once she started something, she knew she couldn't stop.

"Han Xi....."

"Ok?"

The voice was passionate.

"When exactly did you start liking me?" Fang Li couldn't help but ask.

"Want to know?"

Han Xi, who was on the verge of madness, suddenly stopped, his dark eyes narrowed, and he stared at the face buried beneath him in the dim light.

"kiss Me."

"..." Fang Li's eyes reddened as she looked at him with watery eyes.

"Kiss me and I'll tell you, okay?"

Both of them were breathing heavily. Fang Li bit her lip hard and lowered her eyes: "Tell me if you want, or don't."

It made it seem like she really wanted to know.

No, okay?

Han Xi stared at her for a long time, a hint of helplessness surging in his eyes, then his dark eyes narrowed and turned wicked: "Are you sure?"

Fang Li's heart stirred slightly, but before she could open her mouth, the man hanging above her suddenly leaned down... not giving her a chance to speak.

A sudden gust of wind picked up outside the window.

A gentle breeze swept by, causing the rosebuds to tremble. Under the moonlight, the buds slowly unfurled, revealing glistening dewdrops that glistened and drifted down the petals and leaves, scattering in all directions.

The flowers have become fragile, yet the wind shows no mercy.

The wind gradually picked up, and the fragile leaves were tossed about in disarray.

Suddenly, the wind stopped.

inside the room.

"Han Xi, stop, stop for a moment..."

Han Xi's breathing was heavy, but he managed to suppress it and stop.

Meeting his eyes, brimming with desire, Fang Li breathed a slight sigh of relief. Her chest heaved uncontrollably, and she said in a suppressed yet trembling voice, "I...I think...I think I've gotten my period..."

Han Xi frowned deeply.

His eyes met a pair of large, watery, and hazy eyes, filled with innocence and nervousness.

Fang Li's cheeks flushed red, and she bit her lip, remaining silent.

Han Xi's brows furrowed, his dark eyes swirling with struggle, as if he were furious. Suddenly, he lowered his head and bit her red lips. "Are you trying to torture me to death?"

Fang Li: "......."

Han Xi has a habit when kissing: his hand will always lightly caress Fang Li's cheek, and gently wander over her earlobe and neck.

"I feel so bad right now, what should I do...?"

How to do?

How would Fang Li know what to do?

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her bright eyes gazed at his pained expression in the dim light. Her heart softened. "Should we...should we reschedule?"

Han Xi's forehead was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, and the veins on his forehead throbbed with each breath as his jaw tightened. "No, don't do it another day..."

.......

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Li felt as if she had been in a dream she had never experienced before.

Even though she hadn't done anything, the hair around her ears was completely soaked with sweat, and a few strands were even sticking to her face.

Fang Li was still in a daze, and the sound of flowing water filled her ears.

Fang Li looked down and realized that she had been sitting on the bathroom sink without her noticing, wearing only a loose-fitting white men's shirt.

Her left hand was being held tightly in the man's hand, and soft water was gently washing over her slightly reddened palm and between her fingers.