"Who are you saying has never been to school?" Song Shi's sarcastic tone angered Yin Ci, and he raised his voice and retorted.

"Whoever responds should do it." Song Shi was too lazy to argue with him, so he left this sentence and walked towards the inn.

Yin Ci was about to say something, but Jiang Niannian came out and said, "Okay, it's getting late, go back and rest."

"Nian Nian, let's go." Yin Buqi clicked his tongue, reached out to hold the person in his arms, and prepared to leave.

Behind him, Yin Ci's awkward voice came: "I don't know why, but you make me feel like an older brother. We have the same surname. How about...I accept you as my brother."

He had been the center of attention since he was a child, and was coaxed and pampered when he grew up. He was arrogant and proud. This was the first time that he had inexplicably developed a fondness for someone, and he put aside his usual pride and showed his kindness to that person.

Yin Buqi stopped walking, his face expressionless, and said calmly: "Young Master Yin is of noble status, a favored son of heaven, admired by thousands of people, I can't afford to marry him."

Jiang Niannian is the one who understands Yin Buqi the most and knows the pain in his heart. As two brothers, they have the same father, but their treatment is indeed very different. It is inevitable that she feels unfair for him.

She squeezed Yin Buqi's hand to comfort him.

Seeing Yin Buqi being so cold and distant, Yin Ci felt bad. If it were in the past, he would have beaten someone up if they treated him like this, but now, for some reason, he choked up and said, "Actually, I, I originally... had a brother..."

Yin Buqi was stunned when he heard him say this. His breathing gradually became heavier and deeper. After a long time, he finally spoke word by word, "Brother? Ridiculous. Where did you get a brother? Your useless brother was born with bad luck and died a long time ago... It's better for him to die so as not to disturb others' peace."

"Shut up! I don't allow you to say that about him!"

Yin Ci's voice was filled with tears and anger. Although he didn't like people mentioning how smart and talented his brother was in front of him, he hated it even more when people said anything bad about his brother in front of him.

Come to think of it, he... has never met the legendary brother.

Yin Buqi slowly tightened the hand he had clenched in his sleeves, "Why do you have to act so pretentiously here?"

"Buqi..." Jiang Niannian looked at Yin Buqi with some soreness in her eyes.

"Nian Nian, let's go."

When Yin Ci looked up again, Yin Buqi had already dragged Jiang Niannian away quickly, not giving him a chance to react.

In the middle of the night, the wind blew past the window, making a rustling sound.

Jiang Niannian was sleeping in a daze, when she suddenly felt a wet and hot breath gently brushing her lips, and then going down her neck.

She suddenly opened her eyes and met a pair of blood-red eyes, which were filled with a blend of bloodthirsty murderous aura and alluring charm.

Her heart skipped a beat and she said, "No, you, you...why don't you sleep?"

Yin Buqi's lips looked as if they had sucked blood, making his pale skin look even sicker. His white undershirt was loosely draped over his body, sliding down his shoulders, revealing his fair skin. A huge Lycoris radiata pattern had appeared on his body at some point, and it seemed to have life, blooming and spreading all over his body.

Jiang Niannian looked at the red spider lily in disbelief: "This! What's going on?!"

She reached out and touched his chest. As soon as her fingers touched the pattern, Yin Buqi shuddered and uttered a muffled groan. His eyes, which used to be narrow and sharp, were now watery. His consciousness seemed a little unclear, and he murmured, "I want... I want..."

Jiang Niannian was a little anxious and leaned over to listen: "What do you want?"

"Nian Nian, my heart hurts so much, I want... Nian Nian, it smells so good."

He buried his head in Jiang Niannian's neck, sniffed deeply, pulled Jiang Niannian's wrist and pressed it to the top of her head, with a gloomy and weird aura permeating his body.

"Buqi, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Buqi's lips were already attached to Jiang Niannian's fair neck. He might have caught a cold, his body was very cold, but the heat between his lips and tongue made Jiang Niannian shiver.

Three seconds later, Jiang Niannian said in a trembling voice, "You, you let go! You're going to make my flesh fall off!"

"Yin Buqi, you bit me again! Are you a reincarnated puppy?"

When Yin Buqi let go, there was a clear blood mark on her neck.

Yin Buqi was like a demon that had sucked blood. His lips became more and more crimson, with a crazy and gorgeous color, like poppies blooming wildly on corrupt land, which was addictive.

He seemed to be comforted. He gently licked the wound on Jiang Niannian's neck, then lowered his head and rubbed her cheek. The red spider lilies on her skin gradually disappeared.

After a few minutes, Yin Buqi became motionless, his breathing became gradually even, his head buried in her neck, as if he had fallen asleep.

Jiang Niannian couldn't fall asleep after being bitten like that. She looked at the beam for a while, gently pushed him away, turned over and got out of bed, poured a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp. Only then did her pounding heart calm down for a while.

"Hiss—" She touched the bite mark on her neck and angrily cursed, "This little heartless guy."

On the second morning, after a few crowing of roosters, the long street outside the inn was filled with shouts. It was very lively and full of the atmosphere of fireworks.

Jiang Niannian was still asleep. Yin Buqi sat beside her, looking at the teeth marks on her snow-white neck. His expression was a little complicated, and his red eyes dimmed slightly.

He remembered everything that happened last night clearly. This was the first time such a situation had happened since he was a child. He actually lost control and hurt Nian Nian. He deserved to die.

He was unconscious last night and only felt that the fragrance emanating from Nian Nian's body made him feel at ease and fascinated. The fragrance tempted him to kiss, lick and bite her, and he wished he could swallow her into his stomach.

He stroked Jiang Niannian's soft long hair. The delicate touch of satin passed through his fingers, causing a heart-wrenching tingling sensation.

“I won’t give up…” Jiang Niannian opened her sleepy eyes and looked at him. She had just woken up, and her tone was soft, making people want to bully her.

"Nian Nian, I'm here."

"What happened to you last night?"

"I...I don't know either. Nian Nian, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

She was clearly beside him, but he still felt it was not enough. He lowered his head and buried it in her neck, with hot and wet feelings flowing out from his eyes.

In the countless dark days in the past, Jiang Niannian shone into his world like light.

When she thought about how he couldn't help but hurt her, the tenderness in her heart seemed to be torn apart. His shoulders twitched slightly, and he murmured through his thin lips: "Nian Nian..."

He held his light tighter as if asking for help, as if he was afraid that she would disappear.