Chapter 167 Hug

In the dim alley, those eyes were like stars, bright and pure.

Lin Hao was stunned and burst into tears.

It's him!

Those eyes were blurry yet profound to her.

Her thoughts were almost frozen when she was on the verge of death, and so were her five senses. After being separated by past and present lives, she couldn't even describe the shape of those eyes.

But also because she had experienced life and death, those eyes were firmly engraved in her heart.

Lin Hao's hands that were covering Qi Shuo's face were trembling slightly, and her lips were trembling as well.

He is the Prince of Jing.

This discovery, this understanding, made her feel as if she was hit by a huge wave. She was shocked, confused, and also happy that the truth had been revealed.

It seems that he should be the Prince of Jing - Qi Shuo.

Qi Shuo looked at the girl standing close to him, his eyes calm and gentle.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Hao put down his hand, and his handsome face was no longer covered.

It was someone she was familiar with, but also someone she didn't know that well.

The person who died with her was Prince Jing, and now, they are both alive and well.

There seemed to be a slight itch in her palm, which was the light breath she felt when she placed her hand under his eyes just now.

Lin Hao tried hard to open his eyes wide, wanting to see the person in front of him more clearly.

Qi Shuo looked at her crying silently, feeling somewhat unsure: "Lin——"

Suddenly, he felt a strong blow to his chest, and a pair of hands tightly wrapped around his waist.

Lin Hao hugged Qi Shuo and cried so hard that she completely forgot about her image.

Qi Shuo's whole body was stiff, and after a while he carefully placed his hand on her back.

"Ah Hao?" he called out tentatively.

Lin Hao raised her eyes, her eyelashes adorned with glistening tears: "Hmm?"

Qi Shuo suddenly forgot what to say and even felt a little regretful.

Ah Hao is holding him, why is he talking!

Lin Hao finally reacted, wiped her tears on his clothes, took a step back to create some distance, but her eyes were always on his face.

"I have something to ask you."

"You ask."

"That person... is it you?" Lin Hao asked this question, not to confirm the identity of that person, but to find out whether Prince Jing was reborn with those memories like her.

Under the girl's nervous and cautious gaze, Qi Shuo was silent for a moment, then nodded gently: "It's me."

Lin Hao took a deep breath, suppressing his surging emotions: "When...when did you come back?"

"I should have come back with you."

Lin Hao punched him on the arm, his face filled with anger: "Then why don't you say it!"

This bastard had already discovered that she was reborn, but he remained silent, watching coldly, indifferent, pretending to be ignorant even though he knew the truth!

Lin Hao thought about how she used dreaming as an excuse to remind Qi Shuo to be careful of the fortune teller Fang Chengji, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

When he heard these words, he must have laughed himself to death, right?

He was still able to listen with a serious face.

This hypocritical bastard!

Lin Hao's face was so hot that it could fry an egg, and he punched the other person a few more times.

Qi Shuo didn't dodge or avoid, and there was always a smile on his lips.

Lin Hao stopped.

"Why don't you fight anymore?" Qi Shuo asked with a smile.

"I'm tired." Lin Hao replied unhappily, still full of questions.

Qi Shuo looked at the angry girl, but he had never felt so at ease before.

The hug just now finally confirmed her feelings for him and gave him confidence and courage.

He stared at the girl he loved, with the corners of his lips raised up and never falling.

Lin Hao's heart was filled with all sorts of emotions, and it took her a while to calm down. She glanced at the person in front of her, then her eyes fell to the ground.

The ground in the long alley is always damp, and the spring chill seems to be particularly favorable here.

Lin Hao didn't feel cold, so he asked softly, "Why did you appear there that night?"

"I'm running for my life."

Lin Hao's guess was confirmed, and he asked again: "Why are you running for your life?"

After a brief silence, Qi Shuo took a step closer and said in a voice so low that only the two of them could hear: "I killed the prince."

Lin Hao suddenly raised his eyes and met those bottomless eyes.

A smile soon filled those eyes, an expression of undisguised joy and happiness. "That was a lucky day for me. I got my revenge, and I got to meet you again."

Lin Hao couldn't bear the heat in those eyes for a moment. His gaze drifted away, and a blush crept up his cheeks. "What a coincidence."

They happened to meet on the street on a snowy winter night.

etc.

Lin Hao raised his eyes and looked at Qi Shuo, then reacted.

Does he mean that he has liked her for a long time?

The atmosphere was just right for her to ask.

Qi Shuo looked at her steadily and answered without hesitation: "Yes."

After getting this answer, Lin Hao took two steps forward with a slightly red face, and suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"That's not right." Lin Hao frowned. "The first time I fell off the wall, I remember you didn't even look at me before you left. You left me flat on my face."

Qi Shuo's mouth twitched: "It's not that bad, you're pretty cute when you fall down."

"Don't change the subject." Lin Hao glanced at him.

The difference between the two falls made her suspect for a moment that Prince Jing's warmth and friendliness towards her was because she could speak in this life.

She almost questioned his character.

"I'm worried about affecting your reputation and causing people to talk about you."

Lin Hao raised an eyebrow, half-smiling, "Aren't you worried about affecting my reputation this time?"

Qi Shuo looked at her deeply and smiled: "We worried so much in our previous lives, but we are all dead."

Then why bother caring too much about other things?

That was something he only understood after he missed her.

In this life, he only cares about her feelings.

After hearing this, Lin Hao felt a lump in his throat.

Yes, because only by dying can we throw off the shackles of the world and live a stronger life.

She is like this, and so is Prince Jing.

The same bizarre experience destined them to be the people in the world who understand each other the most.

"What about you? Why are you being hunted? I thought... you were long gone."

"I didn't die, but escaped the capital..." Lin Hao recounted that special experience. "Then Emperor Pingle brutally assassinated Master Mingxin. I fled there to save my life and returned to the capital. But Emperor Pingle knew too much, so he sent people to hunt me down. The leader of them was Chen Mu, who was planning to bomb Jinxiu Street this time..."

The two stood in the long alley, whispering about their past lives until it got dark. Lin Hao held his forehead in frustration and said, "Oh no! Baozhu must be anxiously looking for me. And I don't know what happened to Jingma."

"Don't worry, Jingma. I sent people to help as soon as I realized something was wrong. If anything had happened, I would have reported it long ago."

"That's good." Lin Hao realized belatedly, "How did you get here so quickly?"

"I was worried that any fish that slipped through the net would be harmful to you, so I asked my men to keep an eye on it, so I arrived just in time."

"I see. Then let's go out first." Lin Hao pointed to the entrance of the alley.

"good."

The two walked forward, and in front of them was a bustling street with lights just coming on.

Qi Shuo glanced at Lin Hao out of the corner of his eye, and with his lowered hand he quietly moved closer, tentatively holding her hand.