What are you doing!
Her wrist was gripped so tightly it hurt. Zhan Xinjia frowned and turned to stare at Shen Suqing, whose face was extremely pale, with a puzzled look on her face.
Wasn't he the one who initially planned to sever ties with her? Why is he now acting all shocked?
Since he won't even listen to a single explanation.
Since we will have no further contact in the future.
Then she doesn't need to coax him anymore, right?
Zhan Xinjia thought to herself, and her expression turned even more unpleasant.
Shen Suqing pursed his lips and remained silent. Finally, he simply pulled her toward his carriage.
Perhaps out of concern that she might feel pain, he loosened his grip on her wrist, gently rubbing the area where he had gripped her wrist more tightly with his thumb in a circular motion, before moving his fingertips down her wrist.
His five fingers parted hers, fitting tightly and forcefully inside.
Zhan Xinjia looked down in disbelief at their intertwined hands.
no? !
She looked up blankly at the gloomy-faced young man beside her, then turned back helplessly to look at the others behind her.
Yan Xiyue was about to roll up her sleeves to help, but she was stopped by Fu Shouan, who was holding a sword, after taking only a few steps.
Fu Shouan skillfully pulled Yan Xiyue aside and whispered, trying to smooth things over, "Never mind them. Whoever breaks down first is the loser. Some people have already broken down at lightning speed, but I won't say who. Sigh, how embarrassing..."
Furthermore, he felt that if that little girl really wanted to leave, even the King of Hell couldn't stop her, let alone his weak colleague.
"Fu Shou'an!! Let me pass!!! If my brother hadn't been busy with other matters, would this guy surnamed Shen be in such a bad situation?!"
Yan Xiyue was so angry that her teeth itched, and she bared her teeth and claws, fidgeting with her hands and feet.
Unfortunately, it was too weak and was easily grasped by Fu Shouan with just two fingers.
Fu Shouan held her with one hand and rubbed his forehead with the other.
He shook his head, feeling a headache coming on.
"Your Highness, how dare you speak ill of others? You should first explain to this humble subject who was buried back then. May I ask you?"
Do you know how much of a shock this was to a sunny, cheerful, healthy young man in his early twenties, eager for a promotion and a raise, hoping to live to ninety-nine?! No wonder this girl told me to immediately write a letter informing my entire family; holy crap, I've been dreaming about being beheaded these past two days!!
Yan Xiyue immediately pretended to be dead and remained silent.
I am so disappointed in you!
But before she could berate her flying teammates, she stumbled and was immediately lifted into the carriage by the young man.
The space suddenly became narrow, with car walls on both sides. The small car became cramped and confined due to the arrival of the two people, and the car even shook a few times with the violent movements.
Almost the instant he put her down, Zhan Xinjia, puffed up with anger, turned and ran out.
As soon as she turned her head, her hand, which had been released earlier, was grabbed again.
This time, the young man used all his strength to hold her down tightly.
Zhan Xinjia felt a blur before her eyes, and the next second, she was pushed onto a soft cushion.
She tried to get up, but Shen Suqing directly pressed her knees into the middle of the cushion, restricting her movement.
Inside the carriage, she was forced to lean back, her back pressed against the carriage wall, trying her best to distance herself from him.
But for every inch she moved back, he moved an inch closer.
In the end, Zhan Xinjia could only helplessly raise her fair face, her eyes slanted upwards, her clear peach blossom eyes shimmering with tears of anger, and she angrily bit her lower lip.
The little girl trembled with anger, her fluffy sideburns disheveled, with only a silver hairpin holding her up at an angle.
The young man bent over, completely taking away her last chance to struggle. He almost completely suppressed her, his fingers tightening around hers until their palms were pressed together.
He was still upset about her trying to leave him.
The narrow carriage was filled with the faint fragrance of ink on his body, as if he were enveloped in his unique scent. Zhan Xinjia's breathing became rapid, and she couldn't help but glare at him.
"Shen Suqing!"
The young man whose name was called paused, lowered his gaze, and a cryptic smile slowly crept onto his lips.
Great, this is the first time she has called him by his full name.
Realizing this, his smile deepened, and he used his other free hand to stroke her cheek.
His eyes were dark and filled with coldness.
"Have you forgotten, Ah Zhi?"
"What the hell?! Are you crazy?! Put me down! I don't want to sit with you!!"
Zhan Xinjia frowned and twisted her brow.
Her resistance, which could hardly be called resistance, only provoked the young man to lose control even more. The hand that was pressed against her cheek moved, and his neatly trimmed thumb pressed inward along the corner of her soft lips, the fingertip even offendingly touching her teeth.
"Hmm!"
Zhan Xinjia opened her mouth uncomfortably.
She finally realized that the young Master Shen in front of her was completely different from the person she usually felt.
He's not the easy-going type at all right now...
Sensing the faint panic in the little girl's arms, Shen Suqing narrowed his eyes.
His tone was morbidly sinister, and his usual gentle, kind, and refined saintly demeanor seemed to be just her illusion, or perhaps just a harmless disguise.
At this moment, his beautiful phoenix eyes were veiled by a thin layer of mist, and his expression was almost obsessive.
"You're really quick-witted... Have you forgotten, Ah Zhi? I kissed you, but you still haven't told me what our relationship is now."
As he said this, his eyebrows drooped, revealing a hint of sorrow.
A sliver of light filtering through the curtain fell on his profile, casting shadows on his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes, making his eye sockets appear deeper and his nose bridge more prominent. His gaze held a hint of sorrow, and his crimson lips were pressed together in a downward curve.
It's just like a guardian who's disappointed in their child.
He emphasized his words more.
"Or is it that A-Zhi is a bad kid who doesn't even care about kissing?"
After uttering those words through gritted teeth, he suddenly chuckled, then glimpsed his unfamiliar self reflected in the little girl's wide, trembling eyes—his complete self.
"How can there be such a bad little girl? Why can't she be taught properly? If you don't want to be with me, then who do you want to be with?"
Tsk, that childhood sweetheart, the little prince?
I saw him touch your hair in the room. Why didn't you move away? Didn't Azhi say she liked Master Shen the most? Was even that a lie?
"?! Shen Suqing, you... ugh!"
Doesn't that mean he was spying outside at the time?!
Zhan Xinjia was both shocked and furious. Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat. Before she could finish speaking, he suddenly leaned down and hugged her tightly, his grip so strong it felt like he was pressing her into his very bones.
His voice trembled, almost pleading.
"Don't move, Ah Zhi... I'll only hold you for a little while."
Zhan Xinjia's mind went completely blank.
She couldn't even tell how much time had passed. As he finally got up, her fragmented thoughts slowly returned, her forehead beaded with sweat, and she gasped for breath.
Suppressing her last shred of rationality, Zhan Xinjia was furious.
"Shen Suqing!!"
"Hmm? Call me again."
"...... Mr. Xiao Shen."
"good."
Having received a satisfactory answer, Shen Suqing gently stroked her hair as a reward, his tone as tender as could be.
He smiled, his expression clear and gentle, reverting to his usual refined and scholarly demeanor.
It was as if what she had just experienced was merely a nightmare.
Zhan Xinjia was about to cry.
She actually did cry.
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She tried her best to stifle her sobs and raised her sleeve to wipe them away, but she couldn't get them clean. Just thinking about how he hadn't come to see her for several days while she was sick and had been so rude to her made her feel so wronged.
Even though she lied first... she should at least be given a chance to apologize. How could he do this?
He distanced himself from her without thinking, and then, as if he were crazy, said some inexplicable things to her.
"You yelled at me! You were the one who ignored me first and never came to see me. I'm never going to be friends with you again..."
The little girl cried intermittently, her eyes brimming with tears, looking pitiful. In just a moment, the soft, restrained sobs made one's heart clench and ache.
As if finally pulling himself out of some extreme emotion, Shen Suqing was suddenly flustered and at a loss, his fingers hurriedly catching her tears.
"I just... haven't thought of a solution yet. But I don't want to wait..."
What exactly was the method? What exactly happened?
Why is the whole world full of riddle makers?!
Sobbing, Zhan Xinjia thought to herself, her eyes red as she looked up at him, her clear, bright eyes glistening with tears, yearning for an answer.
Shen Suqing couldn't stand this kind of gaze. It was as if his heart had shattered into countless pieces in an instant, with the sharp edges of each piece rubbing against each other, leaving his chest riddled with holes, making even breathing painful.
He pulled her into his arms again and buried his face deep in her neck.
"sorry."
This time, it was gentle to the point of being almost devout.
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