Shen Zhaozhao stared at the small lotus pattern and suddenly gasped.
A hazy memory, of that unlucky guy she'd grabbed on a whim to "cure" him...
Although the drug was very potent at the time, she couldn't even remember the other person's exact appearance. She only remembered that the texture was excellent. However, she remembered the lotus pattern that was printed below her collarbone, which was very light in color but lifelike.
After all, in the midst of their passionate embrace, their lips and teeth had lingered on that skin countless times, even with a touch of wicked mockery, vaguely conjuring up thoughts of—
This little thing has quite a unique taste... They even went out of their way to get it tattooed in this place...
Fragments of memory, burning hot, rushed towards me, mixed with the chaotic breathing of that time, the scalding touch of skin against skin, and the faint, cold, crisp scent emanating from the other person, like the clear air after a snowfall...
Shen Zhaozhao snapped back to reality. She swallowed instinctively, staring blankly as she slowly raised her eyes.
Their gazes met Xie Linyuan's eyes, which were clearly not right at the moment.
Those peach blossom eyes, which always held a chilling abyss, were now fixed on her, their gaze surging with a thick emotion that she couldn't quite understand, yet instinctively sensed danger within.
The distance between the two became extremely close because of her pulling, their eyes entwined in the air, as if an invisible thread was taut.
"you--"
Shen Zhaozhao suddenly spoke, her voice trembling with a hint of surprise and uncertainty. Could it be... that this lunatic sect leader with the tragic script in front of her... he... he was also a time traveler?!
So that's why he insists he slept with her but then denies it?!
Because he was the "unlucky guy" he was dragged away in his past life?!
Shen Zhaozhao's pupils dilated violently, and her gaze towards Xie Linyuan instantly filled with incredulous inquiry.
Xie Linyuan tensed up under her sudden, extremely complex gaze. This gaze made the newly ignited flame in his heart flicker uncertainly, making him want to see her more clearly and get closer...
However, just as their eyes locked, the atmosphere grew increasingly intimate, and Xie Linyuan's thin lips almost uncontrollably drew closer—
Shen Zhaozhao suddenly held her breath: "Imperial Jade Liquor?"
Xie Linyuan: "???"
His bending motion abruptly froze, and the intense desire surging in his eyes was instantly replaced by a pure blankness.
...What kind of wine?
Seeing that he didn't react, Shen Zhaozhao asked unwillingly, "Is the vast horizon my love?"
Xie Linyuan: "???"
What do you love?
"The Wumeng Mountains are connected to mountains beyond mountains?!"
……Mountain?
"The aberration remains unchanged?!"
...What changes?
Xie Linyuan's brows furrowed more and more, and his gaze towards her gradually shifted from bewilderment to an indescribable worry.
Was she... too angry just now? Did something go wrong with her consciousness?
Why are you starting to talk nonsense?
Looking at Xie Linyuan's handsome face, which now only showed "clear stupidity" and genuine confusion, Shen Zhaozhao's absurd expectation of "meeting an old friend in a foreign land" shattered completely.
She clicked her tongue and somewhat reluctantly released her grip on his shirt, even subconsciously smoothing out the wrinkles.
She was definitely overthinking it.
It's probably just a coincidence.
The world is a vast and wondrous place, and there are many people who look alike, let alone a tattoo.
Xie Linyuan was already secretly annoyed that the romantic atmosphere had been interrupted. When he saw that Shen Zhaozhao let go of his hand and not only did she not continue to "coax" him, but her eyes were also wandering, as if she was ready to turn the page. The grievances and panic that had just been suppressed surged up again.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he stubbornly steered the conversation back on track: "You...you really aren't going to explain this to me?"
Shen Zhaozhao glanced at him with mixed feelings.
Why is this person still dwelling on this matter?
She sighed, her tone tinged with helplessness, yet still patient: "First of all, if Pei Lang and I really had something to hide, it would have happened back in Riftwind Valley. Why would we wait until now for you to catch us and ask, ask, ask?"
The icy aura surrounding Xie Linyuan eased almost imperceptibly.
"second."
Shen Zhaozhao looked away, pursed her lips somewhat awkwardly, and lowered her voice, "I think you've mistaken me for someone else. That... the person who slept with you and then didn't want you... couldn't be me."
She couldn't explain why, but when she said those words, she felt a strange tightness in her chest, as if something tiny had poked at her, making her feel uncomfortable.
But she was too lazy to delve into this inexplicable emotion, simply assuming it was because of this mess.
However, Xie Linyuan didn't hear what she meant by "second" at all.
After he heard Shen Zhaozhao say that she had nothing to do with Pei Lang, he felt as if he was enveloped by something and lifted to the sky.
She... was actually willing to patiently explain to him?
Thinking of this, Xie Linyuan lowered his eyelashes and tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to turn up. The panic and grievance that almost froze him instantly vanished.
Shen Zhaozhao was willing to explain to him, did this mean... that in her heart, she was ultimately different from others?
Does it take up a portion of the weight?
Otherwise, given her personality, why would she waste her breath talking to irrelevant people?
As for what she said next... it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, she can say whatever she wants.
It's enough to know that I hold a special place in her heart.
Although he still had that cold, expressionless face, the oppressive aura of "I'm angry, come and coax me" emanating from him had visibly dissipated, and even his tightly pursed lips seemed to have softened a little.
Okay, it seems he's come to his senses.
Taking a deep breath, even though she still felt a little uncomfortable, Shen Zhaozhao wasn't one to dwell on things. Now that the matter of sleeping with someone had been clarified, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she leaned closer to Xie Linyuan: "By the way..."
"That Nine Nether Mystic Crystal mine you just mentioned... do you really have the money to pay for it?"
Xie Linyuan was in a good mood. Upon hearing this, he raised his chin slightly and let out a very light, arrogant snort from his nose: "Of course."
Shen Zhaozhao's eyes lit up even more, and she leaned forward again, speaking mysteriously: "...These treasures, were they really prepared for me and my senior brothers and sisters out of your great mercy?"
Xie Linyuan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. He was about to say "for you alone," but before he could finish speaking, he saw Shen Zhaozhao with a gossipy expression that said, "I understand," and "I'm tight-lipped," sneakily leaning close to his ear.
"Then tell me secretly, who in our sect is so weak that they need to use that thousand-year-old Yang Flame Root?"
Xie Linyuan: "..."
The warmth that had just begun to return to the man's body instantly froze.
How could he explain to Shen Zhaozhao that he bought that thing in the first place simply because that idiot Murong Xiao kept nagging him on and on—
"Take a picture! Take a picture! Take a picture first, no matter if it's useful or not! Just in case my senior sister needs it someday!"
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