The scene before her eyes made Hang Suisui frown.
I feel a dull, uncomfortable feeling in my chest.
So he was the one who performed the ritual in the maple forest last time, and the blood dripping from Yin Huaizhu's left hand at that time was because he used forbidden techniques.
She had accidentally entered the formation that Yin Huaizhu was trying to use to summon her.
Hang Suisui withdrew her hand, lowered her eyes, and breathed heavily.
After a while, she pulled up Yin Huaizhu's left arm, hesitated for a moment at the white cuff with her fingers, and slowly lifted it up.
A dozen or so scars were clearly visible as they ran up his arm.
Hang Suisui's heart sank slightly, and her slender fingertips trembled as she touched the scars.
One scar every six months, these scars have been there for at least five years.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and finally couldn't hold back the surging emotions in her heart. She turned her face away, her eyes reddening.
Tears fell onto Yin Huaizhu's wrist, slid into the bedsheet, and disappeared without a trace.
After a long while, Hang Suisui looked up, blinked, and held back her surging tears.
"How could you be such an idiot...?"
Hang Suisui wiped away the tears from her cheeks with her fair fingertips and slowly pulled down Yin Huaizhu's sleeve to cover up the scars.
Hang Suisui felt a mix of emotions and sat silently on the edge of the bed for a long time.
As dawn broke, Yin Huaizhu's eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.
The figure sitting by the bed was turned to the side, head bowed, hair as black as ink, only a glimpse of a well-defined chin could be seen.
He moved his body, trying to sit up, but found his left wrist tightened.
Yin Huaizhu looked up and saw Hang Suisui turn around, her gaze sharp and silent.
His gaze fell on the wrist that Hang Suisui was holding tightly.
Yin Huaizhu's eyes darkened.
An unusual atmosphere prevailed, and both remained silent.
Hang Suisui suddenly felt a tightness on her shoulder, and then her body fell backward as she was tightly embraced by the person on the bed.
She lay down on the soft bed, and Yin Huaizhu buried his head in Hang Suisui's shoulder, remaining motionless.
The arms wrapped around his waist were unusually taut.
A hoarse voice sounded in my ear: "...You knew everything?"
Hang Suisui tugged at the hand binding her waist; she was having trouble breathing.
Unexpectedly, Yin Huaizhu panicked because of Hang Suisui's actions, and he suddenly raised his head.
Are you angry?
Seeing that Hang Suisui was only panting and not answering, Yin Huaizhu released one hand and stroked Hang Suisui's cheek.
"Don't be angry with me, I won't do it again."
He anxiously stroked Hang Sui Sui's cheek with his fingertips.
"Sui Sui, don't ignore me."
Hang Suisui took a deep breath, raised her eyelids, and looked directly at Yin Huaizhu, who was pressing down on her.
You're pressing down on me.
Hang Suisui didn't give him a good look and said that he wouldn't do it again. How many lives does he have to do that?
Upon hearing Hang Suisui speak, Yin Huaizhu was overjoyed and immediately propped up his upper body that was pressing down on Hang Suisui.
"Year after year".
As soon as she opened her mouth, Hang Suisui pinched the flesh on her lips, applying force with her hand.
"Hiss... Hmm!"
Even though her face hurt, Yin Huaizhu didn't dare to move, letting Hang Suisui pinch her cheeks.
"Your mouth is practically useless. I might as well tear it off right now, then you won't have to talk anymore, saving you from drooling."
Upon hearing this, Yin Huaizhu gritted her teeth, her eyes slightly darting away, but ultimately did not utter a single word in rebuttal.
He is still unsure exactly what Hang Suisui knows.
Judging from the situation, he must have already known about the scars on his arm.
Yin Huaizhu now understands the principle that the more you say, the more mistakes you make.
Looking at Yin Huaizhu's familiar deadpan expression, Hang Suisui finally sighed inwardly.
The fingers that were pinching Yin Huaizhu's cheeks eventually softened and let go.
Two bright red finger marks stood out conspicuously on Yin Huaizhu's pale cheeks.
Hang Suisui reached out and nudged Yin Huaizhu: "I know everything."
Yin Huaizhu's heart skipped a beat.
"If you have anything else to confess, turn yourself in as soon as possible."
Yin Huaizhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He wasn't sure how much Hang Suisui knew just now, so it seems he hasn't completely exposed him yet.
Yin Huaizhu asked tentatively in a natural tone, "I know everything I've been keeping from you. What else are you referring to?"
But Hang Suisui wasn't stupid either. She looked into Yin Huaizhu's eyes and asked him the same question.
"Whatever you think you mean, that's what I'm asking."
Yin Huaizhu, under Hang Suisui's gaze, dared not blink: "I... have nothing else."
Hang Suisui narrowed her eyes and scrutinized Yin Huaizhu for a long time, making Yin Huaizhu feel an unprecedented sense of pressure.
"That would be best."
Hang Suisui rolled over and pressed Yin Huaizhu down from above, then wrapped her arms around Yin Huaizhu's shoulders to find a comfortable position.
"sleep."
The sky was already bright, and the swaying bedroom gradually became clearer.
With a wave of her hand, Hang Suisui plunged the bedroom back into complete darkness, plunging it into complete darkness no matter how strong the light from outside was.
A demon's body, a human's routine.
Yin Huaizhu smiled, carefully pulled the blanket over Hang Suisui, and then remained motionless, acting as a pillow for Hang Suisui.
Perhaps the bedroom was too dark, or perhaps the atmosphere created by the person beside me was too comfortable.
While holding her, Yin Huaizhu herself fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already evening.
Hang Suisui sat on the balcony enjoying the breeze. Her interactions with Yin Huaizhu were becoming more and more natural and intimate.
She and Yin Huaizhu slept in the same bed, but the two never did anything out of line, and felt very safe and secure in each other's presence.
Hang Suisui knew why she had tacitly allowed Yin Huaizhu to get closer step by step. If it was all because of the mission and the desire to complete the progress, she knew that it wasn't entirely because of that.
She would often pretend to be oblivious, feigning that she couldn't see the emotions in Yin Huaizhu's eyes.
However, Yin Huaizhu, unexpectedly, seemed to have no intention of taking any further steps to lift this veil of mystery.
This did indeed bring Hang Suisui a sense of relief for some reason.
She's worked so hard all this time just to go home; she's made so many efforts...
People become lost when they venture into unfamiliar territory.
So she ran away.
[Host, you don't need to worry about it. From the moment you signed the agreement with me, you've only ever had one choice.]
Mission complete, forced disengagement.
If the task is not completed, stay here until it is finished.
From beginning to end, all we've been waiting for is the day it all ends.
Yes, in truth, Hang Suisui is more afraid that one day, because of her, the already obsessive Yin Huaizhu will become even more insane.
The man who would risk his life just to see her again.
The thought of a certain possibility made Hang Suisui's heart feel as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, causing her some pain.
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