Wen Shuqiao tried to raise her hand, but Shen Jiazhou pressed it down tightly, his fingers interlocking with hers.
She heard Shen Jiazhou say, his voice slightly choked with emotion, "I'm sorry."
His tears fell in large drops onto their clasped hands, his warm body enveloping her tightly.
Wen Shuqiao blinked several times before slowly coming back to her senses, while Shen Jiazhou seemed to have collapsed, burying his face in her shoulder and crying uncontrollably.
"Don't cry," Wen Shuqiao said softly. "It's all in the past."
The light boat has already passed countless mountains, and the past has long since left her. She believes that the future will be better and better.
Shen Jiazhou hugged her tighter, wishing he could meld her into his own body.
Days will pass, but how can the pain left by those hardships ever go away? She has simply grown accustomed to silence.
Wen Shuqiao patted Shen Jiazhou's arm around her waist: "Alright, stop crying. People might think I did something to you."
She heard Shen Jiazhou hum, and joked, "Hmph again, so spoiled, Shen Jiazhou. Are you a spoiled Shen Jiazhou?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Jiazhou lifted his head from under her shoulder. Just when Wen Shuqiao thought he had finally recovered, he moved to the other side and bit her. This time it hurt a little.
Wen Shuqiao: ...
It's so hard to guess who learned the bad habit of biting from whom between the uncle and nephew!
He wouldn't budge an inch. Wen Shuqiao shrugged: "You've gotten addicted to biting me?"
Shen Jiazhou finally relented, but after all that commotion, his emotions did calm down considerably.
He didn't know why, but after hearing what Wen Shuqiao said, tears were his first reaction.
I can't even remember the last time I cried.
Wen Shuqiao turned to look at him. Shen Jiazhou's eyes were wet and red, and he looked extremely pitiful.
Shen Jiazhou looked into her eyes without flinching this time and asked, "Then... will you go back?"
"Probably not," Wen Shuqiao said. "Although I don't know why I was able to come here, based on the tropes of some movies, TV dramas, and novels I've read before, my current state is usually... um?"
Before she could utter the last word, Shen Jiazhou covered her mouth.
Shen Jiazhou said, "I won't allow you to say that word carelessly."
Wen Shuqiao removed his hand from her face: "Okay, I won't say it."
Shen Jiazhou then asked, "What about Su Shuqiao?"
Wen Shuqiao shook her head: "I don't know, I woke up inside her body."
Shen Jiazhou said "Oh," and stared at her face: "What did you look like before?"
“We actually look quite similar,” Wen Shuqiao said. “At first, there were some subtle differences between us, but after living here for a while, we’ve become more and more like myself. Even the moles that grow on us are the same as in my past life.”
This was something Wen Shuqiao suddenly discovered. At first, she only had a small mole at the corner of her eye in the same location, but later she also had the same one on her neck.
Then she noticed that the face had become more "soft." She and Su Shuqiao were indeed almost identical, but upon closer inspection, they were still different.
Now, nothing has changed at all.
After hearing Wen Shuqiao's words, Shen Jiazhou subconsciously looked at the small mole at the corner of her eye. Sometimes when he looked at her, he liked to stare at that little mole.
She's really beautiful.
He raised his hand and gently pressed his fingertip against the mole at the corner of his eye: "This is yours."
Wen Shuqiao hummed in agreement: "What's wrong?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Jiazhou moved his hand away. Then, his face magnified in his pupils, and his warm lips replaced his fingertips, landing on the mole at the corner of her eye.
Wen Shuqiao's eyes widened, and her breath caught in her throat.
But Shen Jiazhou only held her for a few seconds before letting go of Wen Shuqiao and burying his face in her shoulder again.
I was sad just now, but now I belatedly feel a little embarrassed.
How could he kiss Wen Shuqiao? Oh well, since they've already kissed, what's wrong with a kiss?
Wen Shuqiao was still in a daze, not yet recovered from Shen Jiazhou's behavior, when she heard Shen Jiazhou continue to mutter, "You kissed me, so you can only be with me now, otherwise I'll haunt you like a ghost."
“…You really know how to describe things.” Wen Shuqiao came back to her senses: “When you talk, you don’t even spare yourself.”
Shen Jiazhou started whining again, so what?
Wen Shuqiao said, "You spoiled brat."
Shen Jiazhou opened his mouth and bit Wen Shuqiao's shoulder again, talking nonsense! How is he being spoiled?
Wen Shuqiao raised her hand and patted his face accurately: "Don't bite."
Shen Jiazhou released his mouth and mumbled, "Then kiss me."
Wen Shuqiao lowered her hand, looked down at the other hand in which their fingers were still intertwined, and asked softly, "Even if you know I'm from another world, aren't you afraid?"
“The world is full of wonders, what’s there to be afraid of?” Shen Jiazhou’s fingers tightly entwined with Wen Shuqiao’s fingers: “If you are a vengeful ghost that takes lives, or a monster that sucks away yang energy, then I will be willing to accept it.”
He just wants to be with Wen Shuqiao!
Wen Shuqiao chuckled softly: "President Shen, do you know what you look like right now?"
Shen Jiazhou hummed in response: "What?"
Wen Shuqiao commented, "He even absorbs yang energy. If a fox demon came and took a bite, it would run away overnight. He's love-struck; even ghosts are afraid of him."
Shen Jiazhou: ...
He finally straightened up, and Wen Shuqiao turned slightly to the side, her eyes filled with a smile.
Shen Jiazhou said, "I am very rational."
Wen Shuqiao hummed in agreement.
Shen Jiazhou continued, "I'm not love-struck."
Wen Shuqiao hummed in agreement again.
Shen Jiazhou blinked: "Then kiss me."
Wen Shuqiao didn't answer. She simply tilted her head slightly and kissed the corner of his mouth while he was looking at her.
Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it was very light, only creating ripples on the lake's surface.
But this kiss stirred up a whirlwind in Shen Jiazhou's heart.
Wen Shuqiao really kissed him; he was just saying it casually...
Wen Shuqiao looked serious and said, "It's getting late, let's go pick up Cancan and Milk Cake."
Now she knows that Gu Xingyuan definitely didn't take Cancan out on his own initiative.
Wen Shuqiao pulled her hand away from Shen Jiazhou's. She was still thirsty after talking so much, so she went to the kitchen to get some water.
Before she could even stand up, Shen Jiazhou grabbed her wrist. As soon as she looked over, Shen Jiazhou's hand had already climbed up her neck, hooked around her neck, and his thumb was gently stroking her skin.
Shen Jiazhou asked, "Where are you going?"
Wen Shuqiao felt that Shen Jiazhou was in some danger at this moment, and something was getting out of control.
She opened her mouth and replied, "I'll go get it..."
She only uttered three words before Shen Jiazhou kissed her.
It wasn't a fleeting, light kiss on the corner of her mouth; it was a full, solid kiss.
Their breaths and temperatures mingled intimately at that moment.
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