"Alright, alright, I'm not as selfless as you say. Who would want to sacrifice themselves for no reason? You're really overthinking it," Song Xi said softly to An Wei Aoqian.
Aoqian glared at her, looking aggrieved: "Swear it!"
“Okay, I swear.” Song Xi nodded slightly.
"If you break your promise, may I, Aoqian, die a thousand deaths..." Before Aoqian could finish speaking, Song Xiwei raised her hand and covered Aoqian's mouth: "What are you doing! Why are you using yourself to make a poisonous oath!"
Aoqian blinked, and Song Xiwei then let go of him.
"I'm just telling you this: if you dare to sacrifice yourself, I won't get away with it. You'd better remember this lesson." Aoqian emphasized to her very seriously.
Song Xiwei's palm still retained the sensation of touching Aoqian earlier.
She awkwardly tucked her hands into her sleeves, her cheeks inexplicably feeling hot.
“A night will pass quickly. Shouldn’t we think about how to deal with Lian Ce tomorrow? He definitely wants you to give him an answer as soon as possible,” Song Xiwei said to Ao Qian, suppressing her unease.
Aoqian's mind was not on this.
He stared at Song Xi's slightly flushed cheeks, as if he could smell that faint, cool fragrance.
For a moment, I felt weak and almost lost my balance.
"What's wrong with you?" Song Xiwei reached out and helped Aoqian up, noticing that Aoqian's body was very hot through his clothes.
Something's not right.
“I thought it was over, but I didn’t expect it to happen so suddenly…” Aoqian shook his head and said something that Song Xiwei didn’t understand.
"What happened? What happened suddenly? Are you injured?" Song Xiwei subconsciously went to check if Aoqian was injured.
Ao Qian let out a muffled groan, trying to suppress his emotions.
He shook his head, refusing Song Xiwei's offer.
"No, you're not injured, don't worry."
"Really? But you don't look well, you're sweating..."
"Hmm, I'll be fine if I stay by myself for a while."
Aoqian seemed to be running away, as if he was afraid that Song Xiwei would get close to him.
Song Xi looked at Ao Qian with confusion, wondering why he was suddenly so distant from her.
Jian Aoqian deliberately leaned against a corner that was relatively far away from her.
The original idea of bringing Aoqian over was for the two of them to discuss things together and support each other, but now Aoqian is like this...
How could Song Xiwei be at ease?
She stared at Aoqian for a long while, but he still didn't react. However, his body, huddled in the corner, trembled even more violently.
Song Xiwei walked straight over and reached out to check Aoqian's pulse.
The pulse is very irregular.
"How could this be?" This is a sign of going astray in cultivation.
Could it be that Aoqian was ambushed when he was alone?
Ao Qian trembled, his voice restrained: "I...I'm fine..."
"I don't believe you for a second. You're in this state, and you call yourself okay?" Song Xiwei tried to channel spiritual energy into Aoqian to alleviate his condition.
Her hand had just grasped Aoqian's when he suddenly pulled her into his arms.
Inseparable, almost as if it were being kneaded into the very bones of her body.
It hurt a little, and Song Xi groaned softly, "What are you doing?"
Ao buried his face in her hair, his voice sounding somewhat pained, "Save your spiritual energy, don't waste it. I... I'm fine."
"Don't lie to me, okay? I have to face Lian Ce first thing tomorrow morning." Song Xiwei's heart was clenched with worry.
Aoqian took a deep breath, the faint, cool fragrance in his breath soothing his vulnerability.
In his drowsy state, he felt a small hand gently patting his back.
"Do you like me?" Aoqian was in a daze and didn't know if he had said those words out loud.
Song Xiwei didn't hear clearly, but she seemed to hear Aoqian say something like "okay or not," but she wasn't sure.
She pressed him for more questions, but Aoqian's breathing gradually became steady, and he seemed to have fallen asleep, so she gave up.
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