However, after she pushed the person into the first-floor bedroom...
No, that's not a bedroom, it's just a study.
As soon as you open the door, the aroma of books fills your nostrils, and the few remaining rays of sunlight from outside the window filter through the half-drawn curtains, casting dappled patterns on the front rows of bookshelves.
Su Yuxi hesitantly pushed the person inside and turned on the light.
The lights suddenly turned on, illuminating every corner inside.
The wall full of books came into view, and a look of disgust flashed in her eyes. She had always been at odds with these books; the dense text would give her a headache as soon as it entered her head.
This man is sickly, yet he still wants to read books; he's really not afraid of death.
"Are you sure you didn't go the wrong way?" She stared at his downcast eyes. The man's chest rose and fell slightly, and he seemed to be having an unusually difficult time breathing. This fragile, half-dead appearance made his already sharp features appear incredibly soft.
If only things could stay this gentle forever.
"Go to the desk," Fu Huaijin said in a low voice, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.
Su Yuxi wanted to advise him to rest first, but then she realized she had no right to do anything; she was just doing her job for money and only needed to follow orders.
She pushed the person over, straightened their position, glanced around, and before she even started reading, she felt like there were stars flying in front of her: "If there's nothing else, I'll head out now?"
Su Yuxi pointed to the door, wishing she could run out in a flash.
Fu Huaijin lifted his eyelids, his gaze firmly fixed on her. His eyes reflected an unknown light, and a small glimmer appeared in his pupils, like the most distant star in the night sky, radiating an indescribable allure, as if trying to draw her in.
Su Yuxi sensed that he was about to have another episode, so she quickly said, "I'll go out now if there's nothing else."
"Go to the history and literature cabinet and find me a copy of the Zizhi Tongjian (Comprehensive Mirror for Aid in Government)."
A book that carries a rich history.
Su Yuxi remembered that her grandfather also had this book, but the characters inside were barely bigger than ants, so it was not something a human could read.
Despite her tingling and throbbing scalp, she followed the principles of a caregiver and diligently searched for books for him.
"Where is it? I can't find it."
A slender figure stood before the bookshelves, like a little elf forgotten by heaven, wandering among the rows of bookshelves with a mixture of bewilderment and curiosity.
He knew perfectly well where the book was, but he remained silent, just watching her flit past the rows of books, sometimes leaping between the bookshelves, sometimes pausing to gaze intently, the little girl frantically searching for a book.
After nearly ten minutes of aimless searching, I finally spotted the book I was looking for. A look of joy spread across my face as I reached out to grab it, only to hear the dull sound of an ancient bell striking.
Her mind went blank for a moment, and she suddenly remembered the unpleasant experience from that day. For some reason, her heart started pounding.
She instinctively withdrew her hand, wanting to run away.
Suddenly, a dark shadow fell above her head. The man, half-dead and sitting in a wheelchair, appeared behind her without her noticing.
Before she could even retract her hand, it was gently and swiftly enveloped by the man's large, tender hand.
Their hands were pressed tightly together, and a warmth emanated from his palm. Their breaths mingled, causing her heart to beat faster involuntarily.
He took a step closer and pulled Su Yuxi's petite body into his arms. This sudden act of intimacy made her tense up, and her eyelashes trembled.
She could feel the heat emanating from his body behind her and the suppressed trembling, which made her increasingly uneasy. She tried several times to pull her hand away from his palm.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, they simply cannot break free.
Su Yuxi sighed almost imperceptibly, and could only try to reason with him: "Um... Fu Huaijin, can you let go first?"
Letting go is impossible.
Fu Huaijin felt dizzy, as if his heart was being violently pounded by a drummer. Each beat caused his blood vessels to tremble, his blood flow to accelerate, and his adrenaline surged wildly. Something was washing over every nerve in his body.
An invisible magnetic field interfered with his surroundings, causing even his hair to float upwards uncontrollably. His body seemed to have gained an inexplicable power, which not only made his senses exceptionally sharp but also significantly reduced his pain.
He held Su Yuxi's head in his palm, resting his chin on her dark hair, his breath coming out in a hissing sound, and occasionally a few deep, hoarse sounds came from his throat.
Although Su Yuxi was inexperienced in such matters, she knew a little about them. The voice made her quite embarrassed, and the tips of her ears felt slightly hot.
Fortunately, he didn't do anything other than hold him.
The two stood there stiffly for about ten minutes before the person behind her gradually calmed down and the grip on her arm loosened.
Seizing the opportunity, Su Yuxi crouched down and slipped out of his arms. Freed, she immediately ran ten meters away.
She rubbed her arm, which was aching from being gripped so tightly, and glared angrily at the despicable man, cursing his ancestors for eighteen generations in her heart.
Now the man's complexion was rosy, his illness had disappeared, and his physique had become strong and powerful. His entire aura had changed, and even his gaze was sharper. He showed no signs of being sickly at all.
Recalling the sound of the bell, she suddenly realized that six o'clock was the point in time that this man crossed over; once the bell rang, he would return to a healthy body.
She deserves to be unlucky once or twice in a relationship, being bullied by him again and again.
She felt speechless. Since that was the case, he had become a normal person and no longer needed her to take care of him. Her task was over.
There's one more thing that needs to be figured out.
"You're alright now, right? Then tell me how much money you owe me."
Not a single penny should be less than hers.
Fu Huaijin stretched his heavy limbs, then slowly walked towards Su Yuxi, each step making a thumping sound in the quiet study until the sound stopped.
He stood in front of her, gazing into her bright, innocent eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips. He reached out and tapped her forehead with his finger: "I can give you money, but you have to make a deal with me."
Upon hearing the word "transaction," Su Yuxi's eyes flashed with wariness, and she involuntarily took several steps back, her hands tightly clasped in front of her chest in a defensive stance: "What do you want to do? Let me tell you, don't have any improper thoughts about me. Even a rabbit will bite when cornered. If you dare to force yourself on me, I'll bite you to death."
She bared her bright white fangs to threaten him.
She really does bite, and she bites really hard.
Fu Huaijin placed his hands behind his back, his fingers touching the spot on his buttock where he had been bitten. He slowly closed his eyes. He was indeed very good at biting; the mark was still indelible.
He suppressed his serious demeanor, seemingly considering something. When he opened his eyes again, his aura transformed into that of a kind older neighbor, revealing a gentle side to her.
"It won't do anything to you."
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