Before Song Xiwei could react, Ao Qian pinned her against the door.
Perhaps because her injuries had not fully healed, she did not think that Aoqian would do anything to harm her, so she was too lazy to resist until she felt Aoqian's fierce expression and the astonishing force with which he was pressing down on her.
Someone bit me hard on the neck.
Song Xi gasped in slight pain.
"Young Master, why are you angry again?"
Song Xiwei frowned, genuinely unsure which sentence she had said wrong.
How did I offend him again?
Aoqian listened to Song Xi's weak voice, and the metallic taste in his mouth brought him back to his senses.
After releasing Song Xiwei, Ao Qian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Song Xiwei covered the wound on her neck in a somewhat disheveled manner.
"Young Master, I..."
"I'm sorry." Ao Qian turned around and glanced at Song Xiwei's neck, which was covered by a wound. His eyes were red and filled with remorse.
Song Xiwei let out a slightly surprised "Ah".
"What if the gap doesn't care about your death? What will happen if you die?" Aoqian wasn't stupid; he had already realized that Song Xiwei's actions were a desperate gamble, a high-stakes risk to escape the gap.
If she wins the bet, she will be free; if she loses, she will lose her life.
But how could she dare?
Gambling with your life?
Aoqian couldn't even imagine what would have happened if he had arrived too late, or if Song Xiwei would already be dead by the time he got there...
Aoqian only regretted that he was not strong enough. If he were far superior to Kongxi, he would not have been afraid of his power and Song Xiwei would have risked her life for him.
"Let's not say sorry to each other, okay? Let bygones be bygones, let's look forward, and from now on, I won't offend others unless they offend me. Of course, if you're thinking of taking revenge, I won't stop you, because he hurt you first..."
“But if it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have met you, Song Xiwei. I can do it. I won’t offend others unless they offend me. As long as he doesn’t provoke us, doesn’t try to take advantage of you, and doesn’t do anything behind our backs from now on, I can let go of the past grievances.”
Aoqian knew that even if he killed Kongxi at all costs, Chidu would not be able to go back to the past.
The dead cannot be brought back to life.
He's not one to look back; he wants to look forward.
In the future, Song Xiwei will still be by his side.
He wanted to work with Song Xiwei to give Chidu a fresh new look.
With Song Xiwei around, things will definitely get better and better.
A surge of warmth welled up in Song Xiwei's heart.
She was right after all.
From the first time she met Aoqian, she knew that a child who was afraid of insects could not be very bad.
As they spent more time together, she discovered more and more of Aoqian's precious qualities.
Not only is he handsome, but he also possesses a gentle nature and a kindness that is not easily noticed by others.
Fortunately, she won her gamble and returned to his side.
Otherwise, without his guidance, would all his previous efforts have been in vain?
To deprive him of his family, his clan, and the support of those who would stay with him through thick and thin—that would truly push him into an abyss of despair.
“The mistakes I made in the gap have nothing to do with you. You are not allowed to wrong yourself because of this in the future, and you are not allowed to feel indebted to me because of this so that I can hurt you.” Aoqian said to her sullenly.
Song Xiwei's lips moved, but before she could speak, Ao Qian suddenly opened his collar, revealing his fair and slender neck. "I bit you, so you can bite me back. You're not allowed to suffer! Even if I bully you, you can't just swallow your anger!"
"Cough cough cough, this, isn't this unnecessary?"
Song Xiwei was bewildered by Aoqian's strange behavior.
Aoqian's fair neck remained outstretched, and he said in a resolute tone, "It is necessary. No one can hurt you. No one else can, I cannot, and you yourself cannot."
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