Chapter Ten

What happened next was kind of endearing, enough for Xingliu to savor and reminisce about every day of her life.

He met Fei Yu by the lotus pond, so looking at the lotus flowers was like looking at Fei Yu, causing Xing Liu inexplicable pain.

When he returned home, the lotus flowers were just beginning to bloom. Xingliu couldn't bear to see the pond full of blooming lotus flowers, so he often hid in the backyard, unable to face the sad memories of the front yard.

More than ten days later, he finally dared to face it. He ordered someone to bring over a long couch, set out hot tea and fruit, and left him alone by the pond. He wanted to quietly recall his beloved.

That's how it happened.

Xingliu was asleep, he must be asleep. His eyes were closed and his breathing was even. He hadn't moved for a long time, so he must be asleep... Someone thought to themselves and slowly approached Xingliu.

He just wanted to see her once. He knew he had done something wrong. He didn't ask for Xingliu's forgiveness; he just wanted to see Xingliu, to see his beloved.

The distance gradually closed, down to ten steps, nine steps, eight steps... When only one step remained, the person stopped.

He looked closely at Xingliu's more beautiful face than Hua's. Xingliu had lost some weight, and he wondered if it was because of him.

He longed to touch Xingliu's face, he longed to... 'Sigh!' After a soft sigh, he turned to leave.

He was the one who was foolish, abandoning Xingliu himself. What right did he have to come back? He casually stroked Xingliu's lotus-like cheek.

Fei Yu, yes, that person's name. Fei Yu, the Fei Yu that Xing Liu longs to part with.

He had barely turned around when a furious voice roared behind him, "Stop!"

Fei Yu was stunned for a moment, and her first reaction was to run away.

"Stop right there!" Xingliu roared again, and with a swift stroke, smashed the small table where the fruits and melons were placed to pieces.

Upon hearing the loud bang, Fei Yu instinctively turned around. He should have looked back, because what he saw almost made his legs go weak—everything around Xing Liu, except for the long couch where he slept, had been reduced to dust.

He forgot that Xingliu possessed profound internal strength, capable of shattering even blades. What was wood compared to that? What were his bones compared to that? Feeling deeply frightened, Feiyu obediently walked back to Xingliu's side and stood waiting for Xingliu to start cursing.

"Sit." Xingliu patted a corner of the couch, gesturing for Feiyu to sit down.

With survival as his top priority, Fei Yu sat down next to Xing Liu without daring to resist, taking a closer look at the face he wanted to see but dared not. Xing Liu had lost a lot of weight; it seemed that Xing Liu had not been doing well since Fei Yu left.

Looking at Fei Yu, Xing Liu first let out a long sigh, a mixture of sadness and relief. He was saddened that Fei Yu still wanted to leave him, but relieved that she still wanted to come and see him. And now, Fei Yu was by his side again.

"Sleeping here will make you catch a cold," Fei Yu broke the silence first.

"Hmm!" Xingliu smiled faintly, not questioning Feiyu about whether she had the right to say such things.

"Have you been eating on time lately? You've lost so much weight!" Fei Yu gently stroked his face, very happy.

Fei Yu sighed to herself.

'Why did you leave?' Xingliu finally asked that question.

"Because I don't know if I love you or not," Fei Yu answered honestly.

"Hmm." Xingliu waited for Feiyu to continue.

I was once so sure I loved you, that you were the person I wanted most in my life, so when I pushed you away I felt heartbroken, so when I saw you, I thought the whole world was in my hands, that I was the happiest person in the world.

But as the days went by, I suddenly realized I didn't understand. Did I love you? Did you love me? What exactly is love? Is it the feeling of wanting something? That feeling shouldn't be called possessiveness; that's not love! At least not for me. 'Fei Yu softly expressed his feelings.'

Xingliu remained silent, listening quietly. He believed that Feiyu had her reasons for leaving, and Feiyu's return would also have its reasons.

"Because my possessiveness killed someone, I think about it day and night. Looking at you every day only intensifies my unease. Hearing you say you'd be right back that day only made my unease worse, so much so that it almost devoured me."

Xingliu held Feiyu's hand without saying a word.

"Besides, I'm not worthy to love you," Fei Yu suddenly said.

"Why?" Xingliu raised an eyebrow, questioning the difference. He couldn't understand where Feiyu's conclusion came from.

If we're talking about whether they're a good match or not, he's even less worthy of Fei Yu. He was born a child prostitute, and his relationship with Fei Yu was already tainted when they met. He'd even forgotten his own name, and his family background wasn't clean either.

He's the one who doesn't deserve it!

"You only love me, but I still love someone else. For me, I also love my deceased father and mother. If they were still alive, I would still give you up for them. I also love that person, and I like him no less than you. What right do I have to love you?" Fei Yu said sadly.

"But I feel very happy!" Xingliu said matter-of-factly. "The dead can't fight the living. They're all dead. Of course, the person you love most is me. I'm very happy!"

Fei Yu was stunned; she hadn't realized there was such a thought.

Xingliu winked at Feiyu, sensing Feiyu's feelings.

If he had talked to me sooner, we wouldn't have had to separate again.

Why did you want to come back?

"I thought the lotus flowers should be in bloom, and I wanted to see them, so I came back," Fei Yu explained simply.

Xingliu smiled knowingly; the blooming lotus flowers symbolized the beginning of their relationship.

"And what about you now? Do you still feel in love with me?" Xingliu asked cautiously.

'I didn't know at first, but seeing you sleeping by the pond made me realize how much I missed you.' Fei Yu smiled. He understood now that cherishing what you have is everything. No wonder the old saying goes, 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder.'

Xingliu smiled faintly and leaned in to kiss Feiyu's lips.

There's something I didn't forget to ask.

"Hmm?" Fei Yu put her arm around Xing Liu's waist and responded softly.

'How did you end up back?'

"I'm afraid you'll kill me," Fei Yu answered honestly. Self-preservation is everyone's instinct, and he was no exception.

"But..." Xingliu gave another light peck, "But my internal strength is strong, my external skills are terrible. At most, I can only vent my anger on things that don't move around, how could I possibly hit you!"

"Oh right!" I suddenly realized.

"Yes." Xingliu laughed happily.

It's okay. Being stupid has its advantages. If Fei Yu weren't stupid, they wouldn't be together now.

They kissed again, and then they thought of another place to reaffirm their love for each other, which is very important in love!

"Feiyu, I want you," Xingliu said proactively.

"Hmm!" Fei Yu smiled; of course he wouldn't refuse.

"Good, good! So good..." Xingliu wriggled in Feiyu's arms like a snake. "I can't take it anymore, ah! No..."

Fei Yu wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, and her fiery excitement entered his body.

'No, it's not over yet!' He quickened his pace.

'I can't take it anymore...' Xingliu sobbed.

"Just a little longer." Fei Yu freed one hand to hold his arousal, insisting that he not release it.

"Why?" Xingliu's eyes were already brimming with tears.

'Because we want to reach the peak together.' The sweetness of reaching climax with a lover is incomparable to the pleasure of being alone, so Fei Yu insisted that they reach the pinnacle of happiness together.

But Xingliu was puzzled. The point of doing this kind of thing is to be happy, so why work so hard?

'No... let go, I can't take it anymore, I need to...' He was almost crying.

"It'll be soon," Fei Yu comforted him, licking and kissing his sweaty back.

"You're so mean." Unable to vent her emotions for a long time, Xingliu finally burst into tears.

'Don't cry, Xingliu, don't cry...' His tears made Feiyu panic, and she gently kissed Xingliu to comfort him.

However, Xingliu couldn't stop crying.

Fei Yu gently pecked his lips, very tenderly, 'My dearest Xing Liu, I love you!'

"I don't believe you." He cried, tears streaming down his face. Fei Yu's heart ached.

'Star Stream...' He worked even harder.

But Xingliu remained unmoved and continued to cry.

Finally, Fei Yu could no longer hold back and released his hand that was restraining his excitement.

'Xingliu, don't cry...'

'Ah!' Xingliu has been happily liberated.

Fei Yu was stunned for a moment.

Xingliu, however, happily closed his eyes, and all night long, he hovered on the edge of climax.

It wasn't that Fei Yu's technique was bad; on the contrary, it was too good, repeatedly making him incredibly excited.

But Fei Yu insisted that the two of them reach climax together, so Xing Liu had to keep going back and forth between the peak of pleasure, trying to reach climax several times but being suppressed, which drove him almost crazy.

Now that he has finally found some relief, he appears listless and exhausted after the joy.

Xingliu yawned weakly and closed his eyes to rest.

"You actually had an orgasm all by yourself? Don't you love me?" Fei Yu couldn't help but complain.

This is a serious offense! Xingliu quickly opened her eyes. 'Of course I love you.'

'Then why didn't you wait for me?' 'He'll be here soon too!'

'It's because I love you so much that I can't hold back when I see you.'

This was just polite talk, but Fei Yu believed it.

'Starflow.' He embraced Starflow.

"Ah!" Xingliu was surprised to find that Feiyu inside him had swelled up again.

'I love you, Starflow.' A slow rhythm followed the whispered words.

"Oh my god!" Xingliu's eyes widened. "Will this ever end?"

"Xingliu, we must go together this time." Feiyu's voice was so sweet.

But to Xingliu, it was tantamount to a death sentence. 'What?'

'Let's reach the climax together!' Fei Yu's movements became faster and faster.

"No!" Xingliu just wanted to cry. This "burden of love" was too heavy. He would die.

"Once isn't enough, I can do it twice, three times is no problem either," Fei Yu said to herself.

Will they ever reach a consensus on 'bed matters'? Hmm, this sacred question will probably take a long time to answer, because… 'Ugh… ah…'

Inside the room, the second sweet battle began.

The End of the Book