Xia Zihan stood there quietly, her long hair flowing like a waterfall, and a faint spiritual energy emanating from her body, clearly indicating that her aura had not yet stabilized after her recent breakthrough.

Qin Luo looked at Xia Zihan and felt a sudden panic. Judging from her posture, she must have been standing at the door for a long time, and she must have seen his breakthrough.

This also means that the secret he had been carefully concealing was completely exposed at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, you... what brings you here?"

Qin Luo forced a smile to hide his inner turmoil.

Xia Zihan looked at Qin Luo's somewhat stiff smile, lowered her eyes slightly, but only for a moment before raising her head again, her eyes regaining their calm.

Xia Zihan slowly walked up to him, but didn't say anything. She just looked at Qin Luo quietly.

A moment later, she suddenly took a step forward and gently nestled into his arms.

She nestled close to Qin Luo, greedily inhaling his scent; that familiar aroma calmed Xia Zihan's somewhat troubled heart.

Qin Luo froze, momentarily at a loss, and could only passively feel Xia Zihan's warm breath in his arms.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Wu, I have just broken through and am overjoyed, so I wanted to share this with you. I never expected to see this scene."

At this point, Xia Zihan took another deep breath in his arms, then slowly raised her head to look at Qin Luo, a hint of bewilderment in her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Wu."

"Actually, I noticed your hiding something a long time ago. During the time we spent together, some of your subtle actions and the complex look in your eyes that occasionally flashed through my mind made me vaguely feel that you were deliberately hiding something."

“But I never deliberately thought about it too much, because I believe in you, and I believe that you must have your own reasons for doing whatever you do.”

"I know that everyone has their own secrets, perhaps hiding pain, helplessness, or an unspeakable past."

"I will wait patiently until the day you are willing to open your heart and tell me."

"No matter how long it takes to reach that day, I will firmly believe in you, stay by your side, never leave you, and never give up."

"Because I believe that you are my only one."

Looking at Qin Luo's angular face, Xia Zihan couldn't help but reach out her fair, jade-like hand and gently stroke it.

"You are my salvation in despair, my support in adversity. No matter what the storms may bring, no matter what lies ahead, I firmly believe that you are the one who resonates with my soul."

"I am willing to give you everything I have, and no matter what you do, I will always believe in you."

After speaking, Xia Zihan looked at Qin Luo with tender affection in her eyes.

She withdrew her hand from his face, then slowly raised it and gently wrapped it around Qin Luo's neck.

Qin Luo was startled by Xia Zihan's sudden action. He stared blankly at the stunningly beautiful woman before him, a thousand emotions surging within him.

He never expected that his self-righteous attempt to conceal his true intentions would be so easily seen through by Xia Zihan.

After seeing through it all, she offered no blame or questioning, only understanding and tolerance.

This immediately filled him with a sense of indebtedness.

Now that things have come to this point, Qin Luo no longer wants to deceive anyone.

After making his decision, Qin Luo responded to her gaze for the first time, and at that moment he began to observe her stunningly beautiful face in detail once again.

His reflection was mirrored in his eyes, which shone like stars. His skin was as white as snow, delicate and smooth, radiating a captivating glow in the dim light of the cubicle.

"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Xia."

"Actually, I've been deceiving you all along. I'm not Wang Wu; that name is just a cover I use to hide my true identity."

“From the moment we met, I have been burdened with many secrets and concerns, and have had to interact with you in this way. I did not want to deceive you, but my situation is complicated, and this is unavoidable.”

Qin Luo looked at Xia Zihan with sincerity in his eyes and continued:

"My real name is Qin Luo. If I could do it all over again, I would tell him the truth the moment we met."

"I know it may be too late to say these things now, and I hope you can understand my predicament."

Upon hearing this, Xia Zihan closed her eyes slightly, parted her red lips, and whispered his name:

"Qin Luo... Qin Luo..."

The voice was as soft as a dream, as if carrying a deep-seated obsession to etch this name into the heart forever, never to be forgotten.

After murmuring for a while, Xia Zihan opened her eyes and stared straight at Qin Luo.

Her eyes shimmered with a complex light, a mixture of relief and boundless affection. Each murmur spoke of the most sincere emotions deep within her heart.

Then, she stood on her tiptoes.

Her delicate toes lightly touched the ground, and the fingers resting on Qin Luo's shoulder were slightly bent, as if grasping at the last bit of courage.

When Qin Luo saw Xia Zihan's appearance, his heart trembled, his throat tightened slightly, and an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart.

Having now confessed everything, he no longer suppressed his feelings and slowly reached out, gently placing his hand on her waist.

Xia Zihan trembled upon receiving Qin Luo's response, and a surge of joy filled her heart.

The arc of her tiptoes grew larger and larger, and her hands were completely wrapped around Qin Luo's neck, her whole body leaning against his chest.

The warmth of her breath gently brushed against Qin Luo's face. Xia Zihan's lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

At this moment, a thousand words are gathered in this deep gaze, needing no words.

In the dimly lit cubicle, two figures stood silently, their shadows blurred.

The shadows on the ground swayed slightly, as if telling some unspoken emotion.

Suddenly, with a slight movement, one shadow tiptoed up, while the other lowered its head.

In this quiet twilight, only the shadow knows the tenderness and passion of that moment, silent yet dazzlingly brilliant.

After a stick of incense had burned, Qin Luo, sitting upright in the cubicle, looked at Xia Zihan, whose face was flushed, in his arms. Upon seeing her slightly swollen lips, he finally understood why his simulated self had been so captivated by her tenderness.

The taste was like drinking the finest wine in the world, so intoxicating that one could not extricate oneself from it.

The lingering, tingling warmth seemed to still be there, making one reluctant to leave.

Thinking of this, Qin Luo looked at Xia Zihan in his arms, his gaze becoming even more tender. He couldn't help but stroke Xia Zihan's cheek with his fingers, and the delicate touch from his fingertips softened his heart as well.

When Xia Zihan sensed his actions, her eyes, which curved into crescent moons, were filled with sweetness.

Then, to make her beloved feel more comfortable, she closed her eyes slightly and gently moved her cheek closer to Qin Luo's fingers, like a docile cat.

Her soft hair fell over her shoulders, swaying with her movements, adding to her charm and allure.