Chapter 58: The host is exposed. I feel a little hurt. I need a kiss to...
Xie Yunqing obviously didn't expect Shen Wenji to be so bold and direct, and subconsciously raised his hand to block it.
As if Shen Wenji had anticipated his move, he cleverly changed the direction of his other hand, grabbed the cuff of his wide robe, and took advantage of the force of his blocking to suddenly pull it down.
The movements are so smooth that people can't react.
“Sizzle—”
There was a slight sound of clothes being torn.
She tore open the collar of her heavy black robe, revealing her clearly defined collarbone and a small area of her chest.
Shen Wenji was a little embarrassed. She had just wanted to use the force to pull his head down a little and take off the mask, but unexpectedly she ripped off his clothes.
"I'm sorry, I..." Shen Wenji was halfway through her words when she froze in place, her eyes falling on the man's exposed skin.
Under the tattered and open collar, there was no ordinary skin color. On his chest, there were densely packed, hideous black cracks like spider webs.
The cracks spread everywhere, and it was obvious that the areas covered by the clothes, the neck, and even under the mask were not spared.
The air froze instantly.
Shen Wenji blinked, and before he could even retract his hand, the chaotic guesses in his mind turned blank, and the tentative words of questioning were stuck in his throat, unable to be spit out.
"What's this... on your body?" She stared blankly at the strange cracks, her fingertips were so close to his chest, and something seemed to be shouting in her sea of consciousness. As if possessed by a ghost, she couldn't help but put her hand on his chest.
The tip of her finger touched the crack and slid along the mark across his chest, causing tremors.
Xie Yunqing panted softly and held her restless hand.
A deep gaze passed through the mask and fell on Shen Wen's eyebrows, and the two looked at each other.
The familiar sense of resonance deep in the spiritual consciousness reached its peak at this moment.
The demonic aura hidden in the cracks, the fingertips touching closely, the eyes reflecting each other, and the hearts beating in resonance.
Looking back on the past, from the time we first met to the time we became close friends, the unexpected tacit understanding between us, the familiar feeling of excitement, and the many times the host provided just the right amount of help...
Every single thing points to one fact with great clarity.
The person in front of me, the owner of Zuihua Tower, is Xie Yunqing.
She was so stupid before that she only realized it now.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time. Xie Yunqing was the first to recover. He quickly let go of Shen Wenji's hand, stepped back half a step to create some distance, and pulled his robe to cover himself up in an attempt to make it even more obvious.
His voice was panicked even through the mask: "Miss Shen, why do you have to ask so many questions and force me to do something difficult?"
Even now, Xie Yunqing is still trying to cover it up.
But she had already discovered that everything he did was in vain.
"You're forcing me to do something I can't do?" Shen Wenji's voice was filled with anger, and the last syllable was trembling as he called out his name: "Xie Yunqing, how long are you going to keep pretending with me?"
Xie Yunqing's whole body stiffened, and his face under the mask turned pale in an instant.
He opened his mouth to retort, but found that all his excuses were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter a word.
Silent is equivalent to default.
Shen Wenji no longer hesitated, took a step forward, raised his hands and clasped both sides of the black gold evil ghost mask, applying slight force with his fingertips.
This time Xie Yunqing did not hide anymore. He just closed his eyes and let her gently pull off the mask.
The dim light fell on his face, revealing his unparalleled handsome face.
He is Xie Yunqing, the person she misses so much.
However, his face now looked tired, with a faint bluish-black tint under his eyes. His right cheek and even the corner of his eye were covered with several black cracks that had not yet disappeared, making him look a little more fragile and even a little weird.
Xie Yunqing's lips were pressed into a straight line due to nervousness, and he didn't dare to look directly into Shen Wenji's eyes.
"It's you." Shen Wenji's eyes turned red almost instantly, and her heart felt stuffy and blocked. She stared at the person opposite her, and her voice was trembling. "Xie Yunqing, oh, no, I should call you the owner of Zuihua Tower."
"You go to great lengths to hide your identity from me, and then you see me acting like a clown. Isn't that quite amusing?"
"If I hadn't insisted on taking off your mask today, how long would you have kept it a secret from me?"
Xie Yunqing hurriedly grabbed her hand, moved closer and hugged her in his arms, his voice hoarse, and apologized over and over again: "I'm sorry, Wen Ji, I didn't mean it."
"At first I just didn't know how to start, and then I was afraid that if I said it, you would never talk to me again... But no matter what the reason or excuse is, I was ultimately wrong."
His voice was filled with pleading: "Can you please stop ignoring me? I will do whatever you want to punish me with."
Shen Wenji sniffed and softened his voice: "What are you afraid of... When did I ever say I would ignore you? Don't accuse me of anything."
"I told you everyone has secrets. I've kept it from you before, but now we're even. For the rest of your life, you must never lie to me again, or else..." Shen Wenji said halfway, raised his hand and twisted Xie Yunqing's waist and abdomen, "or else I'll make you pay."
Xie Yunqing hugged her tighter: "Don't worry, I will never hide anything from you again in the future."
"You said that." Shen Wenji lowered his eyelashes and said in a muffled voice, "I have something to ask you right now."
"If you ask, I will tell you everything I know."
Shen Wenji recalled: "After I was seriously injured by Xie Tonghe, my injuries... were you the one who healed them?"
Xie Yunqing nodded: "Well, are you still feeling unwell now?"
"I'm fine. In fact, my cultivation has even improved." She seemed to have thought of something, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Did you use the Hehuan Sect's dual cultivation technique to save me?"
Xie Yunqing leaned close to her, his ambiguous breath spreading beside her ears, and he smiled and said, "Yes, it looks like the effect is quite good. We should try it more in the future."
"Stop interrupting." Shen Wenji's ears warmed up, and he said, "Dual cultivation techniques are mostly mutually beneficial. Let me check your spiritual veins to see what level of cultivation you have reached now."
Xie Yunqing turned his head and refused vaguely, "Forget it. It's not very convenient in the near future."
"Inconvenient? Is it because of the black cracks on your body?" Shen Wenji's face was a little solemn, and he frowned and asked: "This mark on your body... Could it be that you used some magic to save me and suffered a backlash?"
Xie Yunqing was silent.
Shen Wenji knew that he didn't want to lie to him, and he thought he was right.
She grabbed his loose collar and cornered him.
Xie Yunqing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Wen Ji, what are you doing?"
"I think your clothes are too heavy and in the way," she said firmly, exerting force on her hands. "I'll help you take them off."
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Although he made all kinds of excuses, he was ultimately unable to prevail against Shen Wenji.
The black robe was completely torn open, exposing his entire chest, arms and even back.
Dense black cracks covered it, looking hideous and terrifying.
There was no need to look any further, the backlash was far more severe than she had imagined.
Tears welled up in Shen Wenji's eyes. He looked up at him, his voice trembling: "Xie Yunqing, how did you do all this? It's all because of saving me, right?"
She stretched out her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly as she hovered above the strange mark. This time she was a little more cautious, wanting to touch it but not daring to, for fear of hurting him.
"You finally discovered it. My Wen Ji is always so smart." Xie Yunqing sighed and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.
He tried to speak lightly, the corners of his mouth raised in his usual arc, trying to comfort her: "It's okay, it's just a small price."
Then, he raised his hand and touched the cracks on his face. "Did you get scared? Otherwise, I should put on the mask..."
"I'm not scared!" Shen Wenji interrupted hurriedly, his fingertips finally gently falling, stroking those cracks with extreme tenderness. The touch was slightly cool, like a dried scar: "I just feel distressed... Yunqing, is your backlash serious? Will it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt at all now." Xie Yunqing held her hand, his cheek lovingly pressed against her warm palm, rubbing it gently, his eyebrows curved into a soothing smile, "Don't worry, look, I'm standing right in front of you, aren't I?"
Looking at his smile, and seeing that his body was covered with terrible marks left by saving her, Shen Wenji's heart seemed to be grasped by a big hand, and it hurt so much that she could hardly breathe.
The previous anger caused by being concealed was instantly drowned out by the surging heartache.
She suddenly threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, and pressed her cheek against his chest, soaking it with her hot tears.
"Xie Yunqing...you're a liar...a big liar." She choked with sobs, her voice muffled in his arms, her sobbing accusations powerless, "Who asked you to save me like this? Who allowed you to do this to yourself!"
Feeling the warmth in his arms, Xie Yunqing raised his hand and placed it on her back, stroking it again and again, coaxing her in a low voice: "Don't cry, Wen Ji, it really doesn't hurt, I didn't lie to you."
"As long as I can save you, everything is worth it."
"What's it worth!" Shen Wenji raised his head and stared at him with tearful eyes, "If you do this...what should I do?"
"Can this backlash be cured? Will it be life-threatening?" She asked repeatedly, the pain in her eyes almost overflowing.
With careful tenderness, her fingertips slowly brushed across the cracks that had long been numb, but it was like lighting a fire in Xie Yunqing's heart.
He grabbed her hand and held it in his palm, his eyes dark and his voice low and hoarse: "It's not life-threatening, it just looks a little unsightly, but it will fade after a while."
The two were very close, their breaths mingling.
The tears in her eyes were for him, and her heart and eyes were filled with undisguised heartache. Xie Yunqing admitted that he was upset.
He looked at her lips so close to him, his Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes became deeper.
After the two of them practiced dual cultivation, their spiritual consciousnesses were entangled with each other with a special sensitivity, which was silently catalyzing a certain ambiguous and difficult to describe atmosphere.
Shen Wenji also noticed this subtle change, his cheeks slightly heated up, but he did not avoid it.
Whether it was anger or heartache, it eventually turned into the throbbing of telepathy at this moment.
Xie Yunqing slowly lowered his head and approached tentatively.
She didn't refuse.
However, just as his lips were about to fall, Shen Wenji suddenly turned his head, and with a trace of residual anger, he whispered: "Master of Zuihua Tower, please respect yourself. You haven't explained clearly yet, so you are not allowed to kiss."
Xie Yunqing paused, looked at her slightly red face, and laughed softly. His magnetic voice was filled with coquettishness: "The cracks on my body seem to be a little painful. I need a kiss to relieve it."
"So, can you please grant me some special permission? Allow me to explain later."
"Madam, please."
He spoke the last few words very lightly, like a feather scratching the tip of his heart, with gentle tenderness.
Shen Wenji's heart trembled, but he couldn't resist it anymore and nodded slowly.
After getting permission, Xie Yunqing's eyes showed a genuine smile. He lowered his head again and kissed her slightly parted lips.
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The author has something to say: I wish all my readers a happy Chinese Valentine's Day. I wanted to write a short drama for Chinese Valentine's Day, but I haven't finished it. I'll see if I can post it tomorrow and write a comment.
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