[Notification: Xiao He has requested to add you as a friend!]

Wang Xuefeng paused.

【agree】

The two nuns looked at each other, unsure whether they should put away their weapons.

[Xiao He: Hahahahahahahaha, you didn't expect that, did you? I, Hu Hansan, am back!!]

Wang Xuefeng: …………

[Xiao He: Shh! I'm right behind you]

[Xiao He: Hurry, is there a safe place? I'm just an ordinary person for the next hour.]

[Wang Xuefeng: Login protection? How much longer?]

[Xiao He: One cent]

Wang Xuefeng nodded apologetically to the two nuns, then turned and left without saying another word.

-

The Basilica of Saintess Polis consists of several palaces, but currently only the main hall remains protected.

The hall was filled with a dense crowd, mostly young nuns, but also quite a few maids dressed in grey cloth dresses.

Xiao He looked down nervously. Fortunately, he hadn't worn the wrong clothes, but the bow on his apron wasn't tied very well.

As usual, Wang Xuefeng silently led Xiao He to the edge of the hall.

Because the crowd was so diverse and Xiao He was dressed in an inconspicuous gray dress, she might not have been noticed by anyone if she hadn't been with Wang Xuefeng.

There is a corridor on each side of the hall, with ancient murals carved into the walls, as if the palace has a long history. The corridors are separated from the main hall by a row of openwork railings, the height of which is just right to serve as handrails.

Wang Xuefeng leaned against the fence, looking Xiao He up and down.

The latter, leaning against the side of the mural, stared at him with a strange expression.

"Are you an assassin?" Xiao He asked as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Cough..." Wang Xuefeng seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and for a moment he did not know how to answer.

Xiao He's gaze deepened as he stared at him.

"As expected, you're the kind of person who can't stay quiet... You'll get into trouble if you stay quiet for too long..."

Upon hearing this muttered remark, Wang Xuefeng subconsciously opened his mouth, only to find that he had forgotten how to banter.

"Sit down." Xiao He walked up to him.

The latter obediently sat down against the fence.

Xiao He skillfully sat in his lap, his left hand sliding down the back of his neck, while his right hand quickly pulled down his mask.

"...Hmm?"

Wang Xuefeng's eyes widened, his red pupils reflecting the slowly descending eyelashes.

Xiao He closed his eyes, hooked his arms around his neck, and used the familiar force to awaken his instincts.

The latter subconsciously wrapped his arms around the slender waist in front of him, and the softness of her lips finally broke through his psychological defenses.

His slowly opening jaw was like the reopening of his heart.

"despair……"

Hot tears fell onto Xiao He's arm.

The tension that had been building up for two years completely dissipated in that instant...

Time seemed to slow down.

The noise gradually faded away.

Only after regaining their former understanding through repeated gentle touches did Xiao He finally release his grip on his neck.

However, Wang Xuefeng's arms showed no sign of loosening, still tightly holding Xiao He in his embrace.

It was as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing was real.

"Alright, alright, I'm back now..."

"I'm sorry... for keeping you waiting so long."

Xiao He understood his feelings and sighed softly as he looked at his red eyes.

Hearing the familiar voice and tone, Wang Xuefeng suddenly smiled, letting those hands wipe away his tears.

The stimulation on the tip of the tongue lingered, and the previously dry mouth gradually became moist again.

He finally uttered his first complete sentence.

"It's good that you're alright."

Xiao He silently gazed at those red eyes so close to his own, their rings of lines resembling a series of eerie codes.

"Your eyes? What happened to them? Can you see now?"

Wang Xuefeng deliberately blinked, and the red color faded.

"Hmm?" Xiao He was puzzled and immediately cupped his face to look at him again.

The eerie feeling from before had disappeared, and the red eyes returned to their familiar gray-white.

"Can't see again?" Xiao He raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, but he grabbed it with a smile.

"Ah, yes, I've gone blind again," Wang Xuefeng said deliberately.

"What's the meaning?"

"You're so ugly, you're blinding me."

"..."

Xiao He withdrew his hand in disgust.

"No kidding, no kidding, this is the third talent, opening your eyes, you can see now..." Wang Xuefeng quickly tried to salvage the situation, pitifully reaching out to tentatively pull his hand back.

This time, Xiao He neither stopped nor dodged, but instead precisely grabbed half of his palm.

"Is this my ring?"

"yes."

When Wang Xuefeng brought this up, his expression immediately became exaggeratedly aggrieved: "Do you know how long it took me to dig it up for you?"

Xiao He swallowed hard, putting on an attitude that he would never admit to feeling sorry for her.

"If it's lost, just buy another one... It's not expensive, why go through all that trouble?"

"Ha! You think I dropped a ring?"

Wang Xuefeng said in all seriousness: "No! I lost my entire world!"

"Pfft—" Xiao He couldn't help but laugh and leaned against his neck.

After a while, Wang Xuefeng quietly closed his eyes, savoring the tender warmth of this long-awaited reunion.

Unfortunately, the person in her arms wouldn't stay quiet for long.

It seemed that because his forehead was hurting from being pressed against his collarbone, he bit back through his collar.

"Hiss..." Wang Xuefeng's peaceful expression was instantly shattered: "Are you a dog??"

"I was born in the Year of the Tiger," Xiao He replied vaguely, a hint of a roar still lingering in his throat.

Wang Xuefeng's scalp tingled: "...Give in first!"

"..."

"He's outside...!"

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