The open window lets in a cool summer breeze, and rays of sunlight stream into the room, waking the person sleeping soundly in bed.
Feng Guang opened her eyes and vaguely saw a tree outside the window. The tree's leaves were very green, and this green seemed to give people a sense of endless vitality. A gentle breeze blew the curtains, bringing a sense of comfort. It was a summer afternoon.
She felt like she'd seen this scene somewhere before... somewhere, like in a letter...
Her consciousness was still scattered and her mind was sluggish, so she thought for a long time but couldn't come up with anything. She just stared out the window in a daze.
"Fengguang, you're awake."
A pleasant voice came from behind her, as if carrying a force that cleared her mind.
Seeing that she hadn't answered for a long time, Wen Qiong tightened her grip on her arm. "Did you not sleep well?"
She turned her head and saw the man who had embraced her from behind. Quickly, she threw off the covers and sat up, gritting her teeth as she said, "Wen Qiong."
Feng Guang has always been very conscious of her image, but now, she doesn't even care about tidying up her slightly messy hair from sleeping.
Wen Qiong also sat up from the bed. He had been moved to a regular ward, but he was still wearing his hospital gown and his face was pale from his serious illness. If he made any expression of injury with his handsome face, I believe there would be few women in the world who could be so heartless.
But Feng Guang belongs to this type of woman. It's not that she's heartless, but that she still remembers how this man arranged everything to send her to hell. If she could soften her heart towards a man who wanted to kill her, she would probably be crazy along with him.
Wen Qiong said, "Feng Guang...do you still hate me?"
She retorted with a cold laugh, "If I wanted to kill you, would you hate me?"
“No.” He shook his head first, then smiled charmingly. “If Feng Guang wants me dead, I will end it myself.”
Feng Guang was stunned for a moment, then said in disbelief, "Are you crazy? You'd die just because of something I said? Haven't you thought about your parents?"
"Glory, everything in this world can be calculated. Money is, and so is so-called family affection. Family affection... is nothing more than something that parents unilaterally give to their children to bind them. I've known for a long time that I don't need this kind of binding." He spoke eloquently, and although others knew he was spouting nonsense, his self-righteous expression had a magical power that left them speechless.
Feng Guang moved her lips, unsure of what to say. This indifferent attitude towards family reminded her of a man who lay dormant in the corner of her memory. She might forget all her memories from the past world, and she might not remember the characters she had pursued, but there was one person for whom she could still remember his name, even if she forgot her feelings for him.
Xue Ran, the man who made her taste the bitterness of mission failure for the first time, was someone she couldn't understand at the time. Why should she feel sad and upset about her father's death? Both Xue Ran and the man in front of her filled her with panic because they were people who didn't have the emotions that normal humans should have...
After a long while, Feng Guang finally managed to find a voice, "You said that family ties are an unnecessary constraint for you, then what about me? In your eyes... what am I, something dispensable?"
“The scenery is not dispensable. For me…” Wen Qiong smiled gently, “The scenery is my god, a god that tempts me… to continue living in this boring world.”
The combination of temptation and the supposedly holy god, when spoken by him, feels strangely natural.
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