Chapter 94 Falling in Love
"Xunxun, aren't you curious about me?"
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Xie Xun slurped up a mouthful of noodles, looked up at him, still looking a little dazed, which was incredibly cute. After swallowing the mouthful of noodles, he finally asked, "What do you want to say?"
Aren't you curious about the reflection of me in the mirror?
Fu Qinghuai placed a piece of stir-fried bean sprouts in vinegar on someone's plate, but his expression became unusually serious. "That fragment of my soul inherited the most of my memories, and it was also my peak period. It was called the Mirror Spirit."
"When Xie Yingxuan sealed that remnant soul into the mirror, he stuffed it with a lot of random things."
Before Xie could ask, he began to speak, “That old fox replicated the Republican era in the mirror world, making the mirror spirit believe that he was a warlord. Those memories of marching troops and cooking smoke in the snow were implanted later.”
Xie Xun suddenly remembered the paper figures in the mirror troupe; that old beast Xie Yingxuan was indeed skilled at altering memories.
"but……"
Fu Qinghuai picked up a bean sprout with his chopsticks, blew on it, and brought it to Xie Xun's lips before slowly saying, "The cooking skills in these fake memories are all real. After all, I've been eating offerings for a thousand years, and this is the first time I've cooked for someone."
Xie Xun opened his mouth in a daze and took it, the tender bean sprouts making a crisp sound between his teeth.
The slightly sour juice, combined with the crisp texture of the bean sprouts, bursts on the tongue; it's really... delicious.
He chewed unconsciously, momentarily forgetting to react. It wasn't until Fu Qinghuai's smiling voice rang out again, his warm breath brushing against his earlobe, that he understood.
"Do you like it, Xunxun?"
Xie Xun was taken aback by his sudden approach and blunt words. He snapped back to his senses and belatedly realized that he had actually eaten the bean sprouts that the man had fed him.
Her face instantly turned bright red.
"Hmm? Xunxun, why aren't you saying anything?"
"like."
His voice was very soft, and after he finished speaking, he lowered his head, his ears slightly burning.
Fu Qinghuai gave a mischievous smile and pressed his advantage, getting closer until his forehead was almost touching his. "What did Xunxun say? I didn't hear you."
"Get out of the way."
Xie Xun raised his hand to block his chest, preventing him from getting any closer, but he didn't actually push him away forcefully. "I just said I liked the bean sprouts you made."
"Do you just like... the bean sprouts I make?"
Fu Qinghuai chuckled softly, taking the hand that was pressed against his chest. "And what about the person who makes bean sprouts? Do you like them?"
Xie Xun turned his face away, his eyelashes fluttering slightly, his ear tips burning, "...Aren't you annoying?"
He complained, but he didn't want to pull his hand away from Fu Qinghuai's.
Over these days, he has gradually gotten used to the constant approach and teasing of this thousand-year-old evil spirit, and even... has begun to crave this feeling.
He couldn't tell if it was because of a one-night stand, or because of their shared life-and-death experiences during this time, or perhaps...
When he was in the mirror, determined to perish together with those paper figures, Fu Qinghuai bravely rushed into the mirror and saved him.
He can no longer pinpoint when he fell in love.
Fu Qinghuai was incredibly perceptive and immediately noticed his subtle response. His heart softened, and his tone became more serious.
"Searching,"
Fu Qinghuai gently stroked the back of the person's hand with his fingertips, very tenderly, "Next time you encounter a situation like that, don't think about carrying it alone."
Fu Qinghuai raised his other hand, brushed Xie Xun's hair away from his forehead, and gently patted his head. "From now on, just call me and I'll come."
Xie Xun's heart skipped a beat.
He neither admitted nor denied it, but simply looked up at Fu Qinghuai.
Those peach blossom eyes, which always carried a hint of playfulness, now reflected his image gently and clearly, as deep as a whirlpool, seemingly capable of sucking away one's soul.
He suddenly didn't want to figure out when he fell in love anymore.
"Then will you disappear?"
Her clear, fox-like eyes stared directly at him, earnestly, "If...if all the remnant souls were to completely merge with you..."
Fu Qinghuai paused, then a smile instantly bloomed in his eyes, like spring water breaking through ice. "Xunxun is worried about me?"
"Who's worried about you?" Xie Xun tried to turn his face away again, but Fu Qinghuai gently cupped his face in his hands.
"It won't disappear."
Fu Qinghuai looked into his eyes and said, word by word, "I will always be by your side, cooking for you for the rest of my life, helping you to completely break the Xie family's curse, and..."
He paused deliberately, leaned close to Xie Xun's ear, and whispered, "Every night, I'll hold you while I sleep."
Xie Xun's ears turned completely red, and she pushed him away, saying, "Get away."
But when she got up to go to the kitchen to get water, the corners of her lips curved into a smile.
Fu Qinghuai watched his retreating figure, her eyes filled with a tenderness that could melt water.
His Xunxun never admits defeat verbally, but his heart is already completely soft-hearted.
This awkward tenderness is both adorable and irresistible; how could he not love it?
He recalled how, when he first escaped the seal, the smell of Xie family blood made him furious, and he wished he could just strangle that young Xie family member.
Back then, when he followed Xie Xun, he was somewhat inclined to watch the spectacle unfold. He wanted to see what Xie Yingxuan's descendant could do.
And what was the result?
This kid looks cold, but he's quick-witted.
Not only was she not scared away by him, but she also dared to negotiate with him, and later... she even became his little dog with a bit of coercion.
Even Fu Qinghuai himself found it strange. How could hundreds of years of grudges be worn away by such a stubborn, unyielding, and even crazy little guy who wanted to die with him?
Now, let alone revenge, just thinking about Xie Xun covered in blood back then still makes his heart ache.
Well, they're not here to collect debts, they're here to settle debts.
Xie Yingxuan is Xie Yingxuan, and Xie Xun is Xie Xun. They are not the same person and should not be confused.
Fu Qinghuai has completely fallen, fallen into Xie Xun's hands.
Fu Qinghuai shook his head, putting those old grievances behind him.
"Xunxun, what do you want to eat tomorrow?"
Fu Qinghuai wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, resting her chin gently on his shoulder. "I'll make it for you."
Xie Xun paused in pouring water, and after a long while, he whispered, "...Sweet and sour pork ribs."
Fu Qinghuai chuckled and kissed his cheek. "Okay, I'll do whatever you say."
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