Qin Yan was surprised to find that the person who had told him to go upstairs to rest was still in the main hall downstairs. Moreover, she seemed very nervous, and her eyes were blinking rapidly. He wondered if something had just happened.

So I started to walk a little faster.

"What happened?"

She shook her head blankly, her heart still pounding from the fright she had just experienced. It wasn't that she couldn't calm down after being startled, but rather that her heart would beat faster than usual whenever she saw Qin Yan, whenever she saw him.

A warm palm covered his forehead, touching it repeatedly. Only after confirming that there was no problem did he breathe a sigh of relief, looking down at the person who was still in a daze.

Her eyes remained fixed, frozen in place. Qin Yan's aura surrounded her, and her eyelashes trembled gently, like butterflies about to take flight.

She tilted her head back, while he looked down. Their eyes met, and neither of them wanted to look away. Qin Yan's Adam's apple bobbed, and the protruding part was particularly sexy when it moved slightly.

She was so engrossed in watching that she didn't notice the person above her, his dark eyes filled with a desire that slowly spread and was then suppressed, over and over again.

His hands clenched tightly, veins bulging, he coughed lightly, and asked softly.

"What's wrong? Are you dizzy or sleepy? Do you want to go to sleep?" He reached out and rubbed her head, trying to wake her up a little.

His fingers pinched the soft flesh of her fair nape, and she shuddered. It seemed to be her sensitive area. She stared at Qin Yan with wide eyes.

I was surprised by my own reaction, and also surprised that I had such a sensitive point.

She looked at Qin Yan with some confusion, only to see a deep, unyielding darkness in his eyes, and his hands slowly tightening their grip. He was pale, fragile, and someone she could control with one hand. The trust in him in his eyes was nothing but bait to fuel her desire.

Yun Nuan had never loved anyone; she struggled even to survive. Her world consisted only of darkness and illness. She was curious about many things, like her first cell phone, which she constantly sought to understand its uses.

Just like the computers she used, which made her marvel at their wonder, once she got to know them and became proficient with them, she had a rather indifferent attitude towards them.

Her first experience with love was in TV dramas where the male and female leads could still be together despite various misunderstandings. But she felt that kind of love was exhausting, and she didn't like male and female leads who didn't have words to express themselves.

The second time I met Lin Yu, it was Jiang Miao who said that she and Lin Yu, just like before, would do things that only lovers would do.

But what about her? What about her and Qin Yan?

She wasn't Yun Nuan, who held the title of Qin Yan's fiancée; she was a lone soul, a wandering soul who stumbled into this world by accident.

Did Qin Yan like her? Everyone said he did, and she categorized it as liking him too. But Qin Yan had never said it out loud, and their relationship remained solely at the level of cooperation.

She likes Qin Yan.

This was her answer to herself. No one could refuse a Qin Yan like this, let alone someone like Yun Nuan meeting a Qin Yan like this.

She likes Qin Yan, so she relies on him. When she encounters trouble, she wants to tell him immediately, and even when she runs away, she keeps it from him first.

She likes Qin Yan, so she doesn't want him to waste his time on her, and therefore wants to do her best to make it up to him.

Liking Qin Yan is the kind of liking that makes you want to kiss him, hug him, have countless moments with him, and grow old together.

She stepped back, her hands twisting nervously behind her back, her voice soft yet tinged with unintentional tension.

"Qin Yan, are you... tired?"

The warm afternoon sun shone brightly, and as summer drew to a close, the cicadas' chirping also came to an end. It had been almost half a month since she arrived in Huaxi Village. At first, she vomited everything she ate, and her heart and stomach ached. Everyone took great care of her.

She was like a fragile porcelain doll, easily shattered if not handled carefully. For the first time, she had so many people by her side, and for the first time, so many people coaxed her to take her medicine.

For the first time, she felt needed, so slowly, slowly she wanted to become a better person, and she could easily utter those jokes that she couldn't say before.

Those thoughts of ending one's life are overshadowed by those who live to be a hundred years old; one has to work very, very hard to avoid being dragged back into the abyss.

So she looked at Qin Yan. Was he tired? Did he regret it? Did he hesitate? Did he... still like her?

But it doesn't matter if he doesn't like her anymore, she will. If she really dies on the operating table again, she won't have any regrets.

He stepped forward and bent down to be at eye level with her. He gently touched her cheek with his hand, and seeing the unease and tension in her eyes, he pinched her cheek a little harder.

"What are you thinking about again? But it's okay. I'll answer you as many times as you ask me. I'm not tired, not at all. I'll enjoy it."

There was a glimmer in his eyes, a sparkle that seemed to coalesce into her image. At this moment, love surged within him, and he made no attempt to conceal it, but rather with open and honest affection.

For someone like Yun Nuan, who has a negative sense of security, overwhelming love is just a temporary comfort. Only a steady, long-term commitment can make her feel needed at all times.

"You like me, right?" She bit her lip awkwardly. Once she was sure she had said those words, she panicked. How could she have asked that?

It's all my fault, all because of those two kissing earlier, which affected me and made me overthink. Asking about it now is really embarrassing; I usually take ages to process the atmosphere between the male and female leads while watching TV.

But today, these conflicting emotions are making her feel a little restless.

"Yes, I like you. Qin Yan likes Yun Nuan, without a doubt." His deep voice rang out, each word hitting her ears, and this time she saw the truest look in those eyes.

A complete picture of her, with an irrepressible smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

"Oh, what a coincidence!" Her heart leaped with joy, and her voice was sweet and shy.

"What a coincidence?" Qin Yan pressed, his eyes fixed on her the entire time.

She responded softly, "What a coincidence, I like you too."

A melodious laugh resonated from his chest. He was so happy that all he could do was laugh. He wanted to hug her tightly, kiss her affectionately, and do more intimate things with her.

But all of this could only exist in his mind as wild thoughts; he was afraid that if he spoke it out, he would frighten the person in front of him who had only just learned to like someone.

But he didn't say it. Yun Nuan, who was always brave and straightforward, wouldn't think so many complicated things.

Although she didn't know much about these things, the scenes from the TV series were all in her mind, so she spoke very politely.

"Qin Yan, may I kiss you?"