"It shouldn't be like this, it really shouldn't be like this."

The man coiled around her like a beautiful serpent, biting her already red earlobe. "What shouldn't I do?"

As she tossed and turned, her breathing quickened.

He pushed away the large head that was trying to approach again with some force. "I only asked you where you were, and not only did you not answer me, you've turned into this."

"What?" Miyano asked her.

Her eyes darted around, and she said, "Answer me, where are we? What exactly happened that day?"

No, no, if he keeps pestering me, all that deer blood and ginseng tea I drank will be for nothing!

“A cave, a stone bed.” His answer was concise and to the point.

Before she could ask any more questions, her lips were sealed again.

After several times, Ruan Xianxian's eyes were red from crying, and she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

Miyano coaxed her like a child, "Go to sleep if you're tired, we can talk about it after you've woken up."

She obediently closed her eyes and went to sleep.

After her breathing had completely calmed down, the man turned over and sat up, his deep eyes fixed on her without blinking.

What a terrifying look! The little boy in the room was almost scared to death and hid himself even deeper.

From sunrise to sunset, Miyano seemed to have seen enough of her until he sensed she was about to wake up, at which point he silently got up and went out hunting.

As he stepped out of the cave, he waved his hand, creating a transparent wall of air.

Ruan Xianxian was awakened by hunger. She opened her eyes as the last rays of sunlight faded from the sky.

A fire blazed in the narrow cave, casting flickering light on the man's sculpted features.

The cave ceiling shows a glimpse of him deftly processing a pheasant with a knife.

For some reason, Ruan Xianxian's heart clenched sharply.

It wasn't fear, but an indescribable feeling. She wasn't unaware that Miyano had changed after waking up this time!

Why?

Could it be that he also experienced a hallucination, encountered something bad, and was frightened or agitated?

Mingming had begged her for help at the restaurant last time.

Although this meeting was rather informal, she could tell that he was about to explode, but he didn't say a word about it.

She wanted to call out the dog to ask her how many days she had been unconscious and what had happened that day, but looking at Miyano's tall and straight back, her nose tingled with tears.

It's not being sentimental, nor is it feeling sorry for someone.

Because her grandmother taught her that she could love a man, but she couldn't feel sorry for him.

Heartache is the beginning of all misfortune.

She kept it in mind.

I like him and want to be with him every day, but I don't feel sorry for him.

Even someone as powerful as Miyano doesn't need anyone's pity; all he probably wants is for her to love him.

But at this moment, looking at the elongated shadow cast by the firelight, I felt a lump in my throat and a tightness in my chest. He was clearly sitting there, yet he seemed as far away as the horizon.

It was as if... as if... he was the only person left in the world.

This one person could shatter and disappear completely at any moment.

The emotions came on inexplicably, but Ruan Xianxian always followed her heart. She knew that her family of origin was her weakness, something she couldn't get, so she simply let herself sink into the illusion.

Treat it as a journey to make up for lost childhood memories.

At this moment, she kicked off the animal skin and pounced on Gong Ye, her two thin, white, wounded arms hanging around the man's neck as she pressed herself against him from behind.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Upon hearing the question, Miyano froze for a moment, then quickly relaxed, turned around, and smiled so gently that it was chilling.

"I caught a pheasant and a rabbit. You haven't been eating properly these days. How about you eat the chicken first to fill your stomach with some oil before eating the rabbit?"

Otherwise, you'll just get hungrier the more you eat.

Ruan Xianxian was not afraid of him and smiled as she agreed.

After the meal, he was completely at her beck and call; the two were just one step away from taking the final step together.

Ruan Xianxian smiled and hugged him tightly, "Why not continue? Keep going, maybe when we get back we can bring a little wild one home for our grandparents."

She counted on her fingers, "I'll be nineteen or twenty when I give birth to Xiaoxiaoye. After resting and being taken care of by you for a year or two, I should be able to take the college entrance exam again, right?"

"I'll just leave the kids with you then, making you a stay-at-home dad, and you'll have to pick me up from school too."

She seemed to have thought of something and patted her head, "It seems that living on campus is mandatory in the first year of university, so my husband Gong will have to bring the kids over the wall for a secret rendezvous!"

If the instructor finds out, you'll have to run away because of my credits, and I'll pretend to be wronged, pretend I don't know you, and falsely accuse you of being a hooligan...

You've been raising this little one single-handedly during the most difficult time, and now that he's stopped needing night feeds, I'm coming home to take away the fruits of your labor.

We'll send you out to earn money to support my mother and me, to eat and drink the best food, to drain you dry.

"If you don't ask me for help now, you definitely will later."

The more he talked, the brighter his eyes became, and he gestured wildly, as if he was happy just thinking about bullying him.

Miyano's pupils, reflected in the firelight, were filled with her image, and as she spoke, he found himself unconsciously immersing himself in her story.

She pursed her lips. "I don't need to live on campus."

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at him and saw that he was finally willing to talk about something other than that matter. Ruan Xianxian pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Why?"

"Given our status as someone who is always on duty, even if we dare to live on campus, universities wouldn't dare to accept us. I don't need to take care of the kids; I'll just go to university with you."

Ruan Xianxian's face was blank. "If I don't take her/him, and you don't take her/him either, are you going to let her/him be born begging and picking up trash?"

Gongye gently embraced her, resting his chin on her shoulder. "With a child, do you think your old lady and my old man will still be able to stay in their posts?"

"The issue won't be who takes care of the children, but rather who we need to prevent from trying to snatch them."

Ruan Xianxian laughed uncontrollably, leaning gently against his broad shoulder, and pursed her lips, "So... shall we do it?"

This time, it was Miyano who was stunned. Only after an explanation did she understand what "do" meant, and her redness spread all the way to the back of her ears.

Seeing him like this, Ruan Xianxian felt a little relieved. He was no longer the reserved, restrained Gong Ye who seemed like a seasoned lover who wanted nothing more than to kill her.

But looking back on the past two days, he seemed like a completely different person.

It seemed that only through their close intimacy could he confirm that she belonged to him.

Countless times he wanted to see it through to the end, but Ruan Xianxian could see that in the end, because of how much he cherished it, he stopped at the last step.

She cupped the man's face in her hands—half divine, half demonic, yet still breathtakingly handsome—and kissed it.

"So, now can you tell me what you're really afraid of?"

Yes, Miyano was scared, so scared that he would even follow her when she went out to relieve herself—a truly perverted act.

We don't know where it started, but we can't let it get any worse.

Their eyes met, and Xianxian's beautiful eyes were filled with him. Gong Ye's heart was being violently torn apart. His lips opened and closed, as if he had a thousand words to say but couldn't find the words.

Her light brown pupils were of varying shades, so clear that one could see right to the bottom, only to find upon stepping into them an endless abyss.

Finally, he asked in a hoarse voice, "This is a deserted island in the Pacific Ocean. Shall we live here from now on? Just you and me."