She recognized that black rope all too well; she had made it herself…
Hang Suisui shifted her gaze upwards, re-examining Yin Huaizhu's appearance, carefully trying to find traces of his childhood.
Who would have thought that the child who was as lifeless as stagnant water in his childhood would grow into such a gentle and refined person, completely different from what he is now?
The aloofness and indifference of the past have long since vanished, replaced by a composure and serenity that emanates from within.
They are completely different people.
With a thousand thoughts racing through her mind, Hang Suisui released her grip on Yin Huaizhu's hand.
She carefully reached out, her fingertips touching the rope around Yin Huaizhu's neck, and gently took out the expected lightning-struck wooden plaque.
The wooden plaque held in my palm still carried the warmth of my body.
“…A very dazzling person…”
Looking at Yin Huaizhu's sleeping face, Hang Suisui felt extremely complicated.
Hang Suisui couldn't help but recall the scene when she gave the lightning-struck wooden plaque to Yin Huaizhu.
She sighed softly.
[Brother 1, it looks like we're the ones who'll be imprisoned this time.]
The questions I couldn't understand before suddenly became clear in that instant.
The plot deviates from its intended course, the script falls apart, and the characters stray from their intended purpose.
No wonder he didn't ask her anything when she appeared before him in her current childlike form.
No wonder he suddenly asked her that day if she remembered the people down the mountain…
He just wanted to ask if he remembered him...
Looking back now, those unusual occurrences were actually foreshadowed.
Hang Suisui silently placed the wooden plaque back under Yin Huaizhu's collar. Her fingers accidentally touched his hot skin, and Hang Suisui quickly withdrew her hand.
It's more important to treat his illness first.
Hang Suisui gently waved her hand, and a stream of spiritual energy, like a flowing stream of air, drifted to the top of Yin Huaizhu's forehead.
She carefully controlled her spiritual power, letting it gently brush across Yin Huaizhu's forehead.
The person in bed gradually regained their composure, and their fever gradually subsided.
Hang Suisui gradually withdrew her spiritual power. Looking at Yin Huaizhu's peaceful sleeping face, she never expected that he would be the poor little guy she had saved out of compassion.
"...Lin Yu..."
Hang Suisui murmured softly.
Just then, Yin Huaizhu's thick, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up.
【bite------】
[Villain storyline quest progress +50%.]
[Villain storyline quest progress +30%.]
[Villain storyline quest progress +10%.]
[Villain storyline quest progress +9%.]
【drop------】
[Villain's storyline progress = 99%]
[Congratulations, host, you are about to complete the mission!??(???????)??]
A series of notification sounds rang in Hang Suisui's mind, bombarding her and leaving her stunned in disbelief.
Nine...nineteen...?
!! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!
Yin Huaizhu's obsession is with her...
Or rather, it was the promise we made to each other back then...
From the time she accidentally met him and the two lived together, even though Yin Huaizhu recognized her at first sight, the progress bar remained unchanged.
So that's where his obsession lay.
Hang Suisui slowly raised her eyes, only to be met with a pair of dark, deep eyes.
She opened her mouth: "Lin Yu..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt dizzy and fell into a warm embrace.
Hang Suisui felt the soft mattress beneath her and Yin Huaizhu holding her tightly.
Hearing the rapid breathing and strong heartbeat in her ears, Hang Suisui slowly reached out and hugged Yin Huaizhu's back.
The emerald green light gradually spread throughout her body, and Hang Suisui's chubby little hand, which she slowly stretched out, became slender and long.
Her fair wrist twirled, gently touching the head of the person buried in her neck.
The soft, silky strands of hair she touched silently soothed the turbulent emotions surging within her.
This is the true reunion...
Yin Huaizhu hugged Hang Suisui tightly, like a child who had finally obtained something he had longed for, afraid that it would disappear if he let go.
The room was completely silent.
At this moment, silence speaks louder than words.
It was a presence more intense and profound than any other sound.
It represents twenty years of anticipation, twenty years of catching up, and twenty years of direction...
The sound of each other's heartbeats, the flow of blood.
Each breath felt so clear and heavy.
When the noise of the outside world is shut out, the voice of the heart will become more prominent.
Those emotions, thoughts, and sorrows that were usually ignored and suppressed now surged out like a flood breaking through a dam.
That sensitive and vulnerable child seems like it was just yesterday.
Hang Suisui was enveloped by Yin Huaizhu's emotions, and she sighed inwardly.
Looking at the ceiling, she wrapped one arm around Yin Huaizhu and gently stroked the hair behind his head with the other.
A voice, unlike the innocent tone of a child, rang out: "It's me... I'm late..."
For her, it was only a year.
That thin, kitten-like child seems to be right before my eyes.
However, for Yin Huaizhu, those were real twenty years, one day after another.
Yin Huaizhu buried her head even deeper and remained silent.
If you don't speak, you'll die.
Hang Suisui felt helpless, but also felt a pang of heartache.
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