"Because of me?" Shekh's mood calmed down.

"Yes, because of you, your tail is very beautiful, I like it very much now, and because of you, I have changed my opinion about snakes."

"What are your thoughts?" She likes to hear positive feedback.

Shi Jin bent down slightly to look Sheh in the eye: "Mysterious and charming, if anyone doesn't like you, it's only because you're too dangerous."

"So you don't think I'm dangerous?"

Shekh's gaze fell on Shi Jinzhe's face, so close to his own, his eyes fixed on his lips.

Many times.

Sometimes, when she comes to her senses while doing something, she can see Shi Jinzhe's eyes looking at her like that.

First, linger on her lips, then look up into her eyes, and finally look back down, lingering on the lines of her lips as they open and close, using a rare, aggressive gaze to offend herself.

At times like these, Shi Jinzhe's scent is exceptionally pleasant, almost intoxicating.

Unlike the scent of blood, she felt dizzy and disoriented, as if she were about to turn back into that swamp that needed to be filled in.

Shi Jinzhe stared at her: "It's dangerous, but I can't stop thinking about it."

Shekh recalled the past.

While living in the deep forest, a snake told her that when your sensory system receives a desire that you cannot suppress even when you know there is danger, then you can make a choice.

Because of the lurking predators, the ever-present hunters, and the partner you chose this spring—all are dangers.

Decision-making is accompanied by death; when the desire for the other person outweighs the risks you can take, your body will make the choice for you.

The most obvious manifestation is that you can smell a very special scent, and accurately detect the alluring molecules emitted by the other party among millions of scents.

Sheh didn't know if this concept could be applied to people; she was different from Shi Jinzhe, and they were very different in every way.

Seeing that Shehe remained silent for a long time, Shi Jinzhe stopped watching, but he was unwilling to leave her.

The seeds have long since sprouted; whether spring comes or not, this flower will still bloom and bear fruit.

If you can't wait for it, then go find it yourself.

He shifted his position, pulled down the table behind Shekh, hooked one of her hands around her arm, rested his arms on it, and leaned down to look at her face:

“One night I woke up in the middle of the night with your tail wrapped around me. I was thinking, what if you accidentally strangled me, or woke up too hungry and ate me, or your fangs got into my neck and you accidentally injected venom into me while you were excitedly sucking blood, killing me?”

"But I've thought of several ways to die, and the one thing I keep thinking of is, if I'm really going to die, can I at least look into your eyes?"

Even Shi Jinzhe himself found these words absurd, and he gave a helpless laugh.

"I haven't even looked into your eyes yet, and my heart is already being taken away by you."

"You once said I had found your heart..."

Schech tried to calm himself but found it useless, so he could only slump against the table.

Every nerve in the body became disobedient, and the tentacles that were searching spontaneously connected to form a large net, which broke apart as they tried to get closer.

Her body seemed to have made the decision for her.

But Shech still had questions. She raised her arm to reach the door lock, but her arm broke when she tried to ask another question.

"Open the door first."

As the clock struck, he turned the door lock, and the cold wind howled, rattling the loosely sealed door.

Sheh pulled his hand away from the hot, gripped palm and let his long tail dangle down from the carriage.

"If I can only exist in this form, can you still accept it?"

She didn't observe Shi Jinzhe's expression, but instead looked in the same direction as him, both of them looking at their own snake tails.

She can stay human for longer and longer periods of time. If one day she can maintain this state indefinitely, will Shi Jinzhe make her give up her snake tail and remain human forever?

Shekh made it clear, "I will not give up on the snake's tail."

This tail had brought her a lot of inconvenience and memories of being rejected, but it had been with her the longest, so she couldn't abandon it.

“Whether it’s the tail or not, it’s beautiful. I can appreciate it with you. No matter which one it is, you are unique.” Shi Jinzhe emphasized, “As long as it’s you, that’s fine.”

He had thought about this question and even made assumptions about himself.

As a result, he may have developed some psychological problems.

The thought didn't cause him panic, anxiety, or worry; instead, it brought him a secret, indescribable excitement.

When he came to this conclusion, Shi Jinzhe despised himself; he was truly abnormal.

Seeing that the snake's tail on the snow was frozen and lifeless, Shi Jinzhe once again clasped her hands together and kicked the door shut.

Can you tell me your thoughts?

The rampant cold wind was kept out of the door.

In the dimly lit carriage, Schech returned to this unsettling environment, feeling as if he were trapped in a fog.

As usual, she followed Shi Jinzhe's example and expressed her feelings just like him:

“I found a very special aura in you, which has made my body feel a bit strange lately.”

"I noticed it."

Every time he showed something, Sher felt dizzy, just like now, she needed to lean against the table to keep herself upright.

Shi Jinzhe tightened his arms around hers, pressing them together: "Can you tell me what it tastes like?"

"I don't know how to put it, but the effect... might be like what you humans call an aphrodisiac."

Shekh bluntly stated his feelings, and without his tail twitching, he could only rub his leg against hers.

"My body longs to be close to you, but I feel a little empty."

The more you talk, the more the alluring molecules in the air multiply.

It was as if the oxygen was being squeezed out, and the brain also lost some of its thinking ability due to lack of oxygen.

"Urge...? I've aroused your desire." Shi Jinzhe held his breath: "You want me?"

He didn't dare look up at Shekh's face; the shock was too much for him.

He said all this because he wanted a formal status.

But some things cannot be stopped by reason.

He gripped the edge of the table tightly with both hands and unconsciously pressed his body down.

Shekh had to lean back against the wall of the carriage.

Unable to concentrate, she could only answer instinctively, "Yes, I think so."

Shi Jinzhe's palms were burning hot. "Then, do you like me?"

"I don't know. I don't know if we're thinking the same thing. We're not thinking the same thing at all."

"Tell me your thoughts..." It was as if a strong wind from outside the window was blowing through the glass, making Shi Jinzhe's voice sound light and airy.

"I just really want to live with you again next spring."

His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly settled down, and he tightened his grip on her hand, as if he had finally received a promise.

His senses were suddenly thrown into disarray, and Schecht had to tilt his head back to get some fresh air.

The slow, downward slide of the body was unbearable.

This was no longer a person; it was a spring tide that enveloped her completely.

He grabbed her arm with one hand, then turned his head and hooked her arm around his neck, quickly giving Shekh a foothold.

He brushed aside Shekh's slightly disheveled hair, lowered his head again, and in the unspoken exchange of glances, Shekh suddenly turned his head away.

"The teeth... are poisonous."

She had no control over her body at all; the little bit of venom that had spread from her mouth had even gotten onto her lips.

If the kiss continues, it will become a farewell kiss.