"Okay, go back and live your lives," Yun Xi stopped and smiled at An Meng, "It's time for me to live my own life too."
An Meng asked: "Where are you going next?"
"I haven't decided yet," Yunxi said wistfully, gazing at the distant mountains and blue sky. "But let's take our time." Her gaze fell on the God-Asking Lock. "I'll take Bihua with me. Perhaps along the way, we'll find a better way to save Qingze."
An Meng nodded and opened her arms to signal Yunxi that she was still in Qingze's body.
Yun Xi laughed and said jokingly, "It would be fine if we could just keep it this way. It would also help me preserve Qingze's body."
An Meng looked at her with a dull face: "..."
She didn't care, and she didn't know whether Xie Yun minded or not?
"Alright, alright," Yun Xi stopped laughing and said cheerfully, "I'll take you back soon. That person must be getting impatient, so you should comfort him."
To coax Xie Yun?
This was what An Meng planned at first.
The way of going back was the same as when coming, but An Meng's mood was completely different. There was an unspeakable sense of guilt mixed with her relief.
How is she going to coax Xie Yun?
Say sorry to Xie Yun?
Am I really wrong?
I will definitely tell you in advance next time?
An Meng racked her brains all the way to think about how to face Xie Yun, but after she returned to her body and opened her eyes, all the excuses she had prepared were useless.
There was no light on in the room. Xie Yun was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking down. A cool breeze blew into the room through the wide-open window.
In the darkness of the room, Xie Yun's back almost blended into the moonlight outside.
What is he going to do?
An Meng was so frightened that she rolled and crawled off the bed, rushed over and hugged Xie Yun from behind.
"Are you planning to jump off the building?!" An Meng yelled, "Don't be stupid! Even though the second floor isn't very high, what if you get disfigured if you fall down?"
Xie Yun shuddered all over, slowly turned around, and looked at her like a wandering soul.
There was a daze in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "You are back?"
"Uh..." An Meng felt guilty when she mentioned this, "Yes, I was wrong. I shouldn't have kept it from you..."
She didn't dare to look up at Xie Yun, and said in rapid succession, "But fortunately, everything has been resolved, thanks to you. You didn't know that Bihua seemed to have suffered a backlash—"
Xie Yun pursed his lips, said nothing, leaned forward, and hugged her tightly.
The hug was warm and gentle, like hugging a lost treasure that was found again. An Meng could not utter any words of defense.
In the cool evening breeze, a familiar fragrance emanated from Xie Yun. An Meng buried her head in his arms, and a comfortable and secure feeling filled her heart.
She thought for less than two seconds, then quietly reached out and hugged Xie Yun's waist.
"I'm glad you're back," Xie Yun leaned over to her ear and said in a hoarse voice, "I thought you were gone."
His tone didn't fluctuate much, but An Meng could hear a tone of abandonment and pity for no reason.
"I didn't," An Meng whispered, "I just ended it all. I wanted to hide it from you, who knew..."
Xie Yun let her go, his eyes unclear in the dim light.
An Meng panicked and said hesitantly, "I know I was wrong. Next time, if something like this happens, I will definitely warn you in advance."
Xie Yun said nothing and continued to look at her.
The warmth from the hug just now quickly dissipated in the night breeze. An Meng felt a little cold for no reason and asked tentatively, "Are you still angry?"
"What do you think?" Xie Yun turned around and closed the wide-open window, remaining in this position without moving.
The corners of his eyes curved, and his tone was slightly teasing, "Do you really know you're wrong?"
An Meng nodded repeatedly, realizing that Xie Yun couldn't see her movements at this moment, and said, "Really."
Xie Yun said: "Then how are you going to compensate me?"
compensate?
An Meng said unhappily: "You still want compensation?"
Xie Yun turned around, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her silently.
Even in the dim light, An Meng could hardly see the expression on Xie Yun's face, but his gaze seemed to be real, making her very uncomfortable.
"Okay, okay," An Meng compromised, "Just don't go too far."
Xie Yun showed a triumphant smile: "Put the wedding ring on me again."
An Meng: “…”
"What's wrong?" Seeing her silence, Xie Yun's barely suppressed gloom surfaced again.
He barely controlled his disappointment and said, "Don't you want to?"
"No," An Meng quickly shook her head and said shyly, "I put it on you before."
"…The one at the wedding doesn't count."
"Not the wedding."
Xie Yun was obviously dissatisfied with her answer and kept asking, "When was that?"
"Ouch!" An Meng's face quickly burned up, and she covered her face with her hands, saying, "Anyway, I've worn it before, and lying to you is like lying to a puppy!"
Xie Yun stopped talking again, lowered his eyes and began to think about the probability that An Meng was a puppy.
"Anyway, I have worn it," An Meng repeated, changing her tone to a more serious one, "Xie Yun."
"Um?"
"Well," she turned away, looked out the window, and stammered, "You said before that you wanted to be with me."
"Um."
An Meng tried hard to keep her tongue straight: "Does it still count now?"
"..." A low laugh escaped from Xie Yun's throat.
An Meng was so annoyed by his laughter that she turned into anger: "What are you laughing at! You, you have changed your mind, haven't you?"
She put her toes on the ground, and countless uneasy thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
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