He quickly grabbed that hand and pinned it to the bed.
Young people, once they've tasted the sweetness of indulgence, can manage when they're restrained, but if they're tempted to let loose, it's not easy to get out of trouble.
The winter was cold, and the cold wind outside was swirling with snowflakes, making a whooshing sound, but it couldn't compare to the warmth inside. Wen Hemian was almost breathless from being kissed, and her eyes were flushed red, completely unlike her cold demeanor during the day.
It was cold at first, but now it's become incredibly hot.
Xie Lang, like a puppy marking its territory, kept leaving his mark on her body. There were still some days before he went back, and he wasn't afraid of being seen by others.
Wen Hemian was at her wits' end. In her dazed state, she heard him whisper in her ear, "Hanshuang, shall we get married after we get back?"
She vaguely remembered agreeing once before. She wearily raised her eyes, looked into the man's deep gaze, and replied again, "...Okay."
Then they were dragged into an even deeper abyss.
In short, the night was incredibly fulfilling.
The favored puppy showed its immature side, yet it was still treated with tenderness and didn't cause too much trouble.
At least, apart from my legs being a little weak, I can still get up.
When she woke up early in the morning, the person was still beside her. Putting everything else aside, it made the whole bed warm and cozy, more comfortable than outside. If it weren't for her dry throat, Wen Hemian would have liked to lie there a little longer.
I wonder what time it is?
She was muttering to herself as she was about to walk past Xie Lang when she was suddenly grabbed by the ankle.
Xie Lang gently stroked her snow-white ankle, a mischievous smile in his eyes: "Why are you awake so early?"
Wen Hemian pointed to her throat, then said helplessly, "...Is it fun? Let go of me."
"I'll go."
At this point, how could Xie Lang possibly let her go? He quickly let go, got out of bed to fetch warm water, and insisted on feeding her by hand in a sticky and affectionate manner.
Wen Hemian silently finished drinking a glass of water.
I really don't want to talk.
Seeing this, Xie Lang sat back down on the couch, smiling as he embraced her: "Would you like to rest a little longer, or get up?"
After a few days of rest, the mental fatigue had mostly subsided, leaving only physical exhaustion. Wen Hemian glanced at the bloodshot eyes in Xie Lang's eyes and sighed softly, "Let's rest a bit more."
Before she could finish speaking, she was excitedly pulled into the soft bedding. Xie Lang reached out and gently rubbed her waist a few times, his voice quickly becoming affectionate: "Sleep."
In this tranquil atmosphere, Wen Hemian yawned, her breathing gradually calmed down, and she fell asleep again.
After they had rested, it was already afternoon.
After finishing their belated brunch, they finally received the long-awaited system.
Realizing that this guy had something to say to them, Xie Lang ordered the people guarding the area to move further away.
Wen Hemian smiled at it: "You were hiding things before, but now you can finally tell me, right?"
The system shuddered inexplicably: "Host, don't look at me like that... I'll talk, I'll talk, okay?"
It slowly swept its light over the two of them, its tone deep: "Actually, this story is about your past and present lives."
"There are countless worlds in the book, but whether they can become normal worlds depends on a change of fate. What I am about to say may not be understood by you, but the host should be able to understand it."
The system first glanced at Xie Lang, then at Wen Hemian, before beginning to tell the long story it was about to tell.
"The conditions for the world in the book to transform into a normal world are very demanding. Because the main perspective is focused on the protagonist, there is a lack of development of the world's logic, which often leads to instability or collapse of the entire world. As a system, I was born with the task of maintaining the stability of the world."
"Before the world transforms into a normal world, if the characters in the book act in ways that transcend the logic of the world and realize that this world does not actually exist, we call it awakening."
"But this world is special..."
At this point, the system paused, its eyes filled with complex emotions: "In the first life, the protagonist in the book was Xie Lang, and you, as his white moonlight, were supposed to accompany him as he grew up and overcame his difficulties before leaving. However, you escaped the calamity ordained by fate and exhibited a deviation in your behavioral logic, which forced the system to intervene and send you to the modern era."
"..."
Wen Hemian's brow twitched; she felt this was more complicated than she had imagined.
Xie Lang stared intently at the system, trying hard to understand its words.
"Logically speaking, your role ends here, and Xie Lang should, according to the plot, unify the world, and finally possess both the country and the beauty, becoming a wise and benevolent ruler of a prosperous era. ... But he didn't."
The system hesitated for a moment: "...He couldn't forget you, and later died young, consumed by grief."
Wen Hemian suddenly grabbed Xie Lang's hand tightly.
Even though I knew it was from the past, hearing it out of the blue still made my heart skip a beat.
"What do you mean by all this now?"
Xie Lang asked.
System: "Don't rush, let me explain slowly."
"Then came the second life. The system administrator realized that you were very unstable, so he asked me to position the second protagonist as Liu Qiongyue and Lu Zishen, which is the original plot I told the host. In the second life, because the host's consciousness awakened, you did not appear in the plot. But this time, Xie Lang became very corrupted. He eventually killed the second protagonist we had positioned and ultimately met his own destruction."
“Every world in a book has only three chances. If all three chances fail, it will be lost forever.”
“This time, it is your third life.”
"After several reviews by the system administrator and me, we have decided to recall you and appoint you as the host to take on part of the responsibility for world correction."
"The lifespan of a character in the book is not a subjective factor and cannot be changed, but the world consciousness has loopholes. If you have died once in the eyes of others, there is room for manipulation later. So my task is to guide you to this predetermined 'death'."
Wen Hemian's eyes flickered slightly. So this is why her thoughts come true?
Looking back, things really went too smoothly. I wanted the opportunity, and it just popped into my door.
Xie Lang asked menacingly, "Was it you who instigated my Grand Tutor?"
The system shuddered: "How can you blame me? I was only trying to save the host!"
It looked at their clasped hands and muttered under its breath, "Otherwise, how would you two still have a chance to be together..."
Wen Hemian had another question: "I've lived for over twenty years in the real world. Is the flow of time here different from that in modern times?"
The system nodded: "That's right. The world in the book and the real world are in different dimensions, so restarting here will not affect the real world."
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