Chapter 116 Speaking Out
The room was filled with a faint, spicy aroma of ginger tea, which mingled with the refreshing scent of snow lotus emanating from Wen Sixue, creating a strange and alluring atmosphere.
Yun Zhan felt a dryness in her throat, not because of a cold, but because Wen Sixue's beauty, so close at hand, was like a slow poison, gradually eroding her reason.
Wen Sixue wore an elegant nightgown, which accentuated her slender figure, making her look like a white lotus in the moonlight.
That fair and slender neck, with its elegant curve, resembled a jade neck that beckoned one to pluck it.
"Yun Zhan?"
Wen Sixue slightly parted her red lips...
Yun Zhan's gaze fell on her lips, which were like budding cherries, small and plump, glistening with the ginger tea, tempting her to kiss them.
Hearing Yun Zhan's hoarse voice, Wen Sixue's eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings brushing against her heart.
She didn't look up, but lowered her eyes, casually playing with the hair by her ear with her fingertips. The movement seemed casual, but it was full of deliberate charm.
A strand of jet-black hair brushed against her jade-like cheek, making her skin appear even whiter than snow, her eyebrows and eyes exquisitely beautiful, like a fairy untouched by worldly affairs.
"You haven't spent much time with me lately."
Wen Sixue's voice was low, carrying a hint of barely perceptible grievance, as if gently scratching Yun Zhan's heart like a feather: "Even when we sleep... she never holds me."
She spoke so pitifully, her voice trembling slightly at the end, like a thin thread entwining Yun Zhan's heart.
When Wen Sixue raised her head, her beautiful eyes were misty with tears, and she looked straight into Yun Zhan's eyes with a hurt expression.
"Am I... not attractive enough?"
That look in his eyes carried a hint of probing, a sense of grievance, and a chilling vulnerability.
She approached cautiously, like a wounded little animal, longing to be caressed yet afraid of being rejected.
This vulnerable posture instantly shattered Yun Zhan's last line of defense, making the flame in her heart burn even more intensely.
Yun Zhan felt his throat getting drier and his breathing becoming rapid.
She could feel Wen Sixue's soft body pressed against her, its warmth transmitted through the thin nightgown.
This close contact made her blood boil.
An ambiguous atmosphere filled the air, as if a single spark could ignite it. The two were so close they could feel each other's breath and hear each other's heartbeats. Silence permeated the room, yet it spoke volumes.
Yun Zhan knew that Wen Sixue was seducing her. And she willingly succumbed to it.
Yun Zhan's heart pounded violently like a drum, one beat after another, making her eardrums buzz.
Wen Sixue's wet eyes were like a bottomless abyss, drawing her deeper and deeper.
Oh no... Yun Zhan suddenly realized that the beautiful girl in front of him was not only the female lead of this world, but also his current girlfriend, his lover with whom he had an intimate relationship...
A jolt of electricity shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making Yun Zhan feel numb all over.
She was Wen Sixue's lover, and they should have had intimate moments together. However, she had been deliberately suppressing her feelings all along.
Now, she can finally shed her pretense and confront the surging emotions deep within her heart.
"You are mine..."
Yun Zhan slightly raised his head and gently kissed Wen Sixue's cheek.
Her kiss was light, tentative yet filled with deep affection. Wen Sixue's skin was delicate and smooth, with a faint fragrance, making Yun Zhan want to take it a step further.
How could you not be charming?
Yun Zhan's voice was hoarse and deep, with a hint of emotion in its hoarseness: "To me, you are the most beautiful girl."
The mist in Wen Sixue's eyes cleared slightly, replaced by a touch of joy and shyness. A faint smile appeared on her lips...
"Really?"
Wen Sixue lifted Yun Zhan's chin, forcing him to look directly at her.
Yun Zhan enjoyed her light and flirtatious movements, pressing his face against her palm, feeling the delicate and soft texture of her snow-white skin.
"Of course it's true, you're the only one in my eyes."
Yun Zhan lowered his head, wanting to kiss Wen Sixue again, but she gently stopped him.
"You're still sick..."
Wen Sixue's voice was soft, tinged with worry.
Yun Zhan was slightly taken aback.
"I'm fine."
Yun Zhan said softly.
“You’re in trouble… You’ve been coughing for so long, and you don’t even take care of yourself. If I don’t buy you medicine… it will definitely take a very long time to get better.”
Yun Zhan looked at Wen Sixue, immersed in their intimacy, the warm and soft touch making her heart flutter.
However, Wen Sixue's sudden embrace and her pleading words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the flame in her heart.
Wen Sixue's slender arms gently encircled her neck, like soft vines clinging to her.
That gentle touch, which should have been sweet, made Yun Zhan feel uneasy.
Wen Sixue's voice was very soft, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor: "Yun Zhan...can you love me a little more?"
The voice carried a hint of pleading, a hint of grievance, and a deep sense of unease.
Yun Zhan could sense Wen Sixue's emotions—a cautious longing, a fear of losing her...
Yun Zhan was stunned; she didn't understand why Wen Sixue would suddenly say such a thing.
Why are you suddenly bringing this up?
She gently helped Wen Sixue up from her body, her eyes filled with a hint of doubt and worry.
Wen Sixue lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a shadow under her eyelids, obscuring the emotions in her eyes.
Her face was pale, and her lips trembled slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress her emotions.
"I have no idea what you said to Senior Pei alone before."
Wen Sixue's voice was muffled, carrying a hint of grievance and loneliness.
She looked up at Yun Zhan with misty eyes: "After you came back, I've been studying... I... I don't know what's wrong with me. I should be happy for you, but... I feel a little lonely."
By the end, her voice was almost inaudible, tinged with self-reproach and unease.
She felt useless. She should have been happy for Yun Zhan's progress, but she couldn't control her emotions and felt sad and disappointed.
Yun Zhan understood that Wen Sixue said those words because she lacked a sense of security.
She always knew that Wen Sixue was a girl who lacked a sense of security, had a gentle personality, and almost no temper. She would just endure things on her own when she encountered problems.
Wen Sixue was like a timid cat, carefully guarding her territory, afraid of being abandoned and hurt.
That day, she knew that Yun Zhan was talking to Pei Yanxi in private, but she didn't dare to ask and could only silently endure the unease in her heart.
Yun Zhan's recent estrangement exacerbated her anxiety. He had been busy studying and rarely had time to spend with her. He didn't even hold her like he used to when they slept.
This made her even more uneasy, wondering if she had lost her charm and was no longer loved.
She knew that Yun Zhan hadn't intentionally ignored her feelings; he was just too focused on other things and had momentarily neglected her.
However, even so, she was still afraid.
She was afraid that she wasn't good enough, afraid that Yun Zhan would leave her, and afraid that their feelings for each other would fade.
This fear was like an invisible hand, gripping her throat tightly, making it impossible for her to breathe.
She needs a promise, a promise that will put her mind at ease.
She needed Yun Zhan to tell her that he would always love her and would never leave her.
Wen Sixue suddenly reached out and grabbed Yun Zhan's collar tightly. This action carried a hint of determination and a reckless impulse, as if she wanted to hold Yun Zhan firmly and never let her leave.
She slowly raised her head, her misty eyes looking at Yun Zhan with a hint of pleading and longing, her eyes filled with vulnerability.
Wen Sixue tiptoed and kissed Yun Zhan's lips with a slight tremor.
Her kiss was light, tentative, uneasy, and with an indescribable tenderness.
She dared not exert any force, afraid that she would frighten Yun Zhan and ruin this beautiful relationship.
"You're already with me..."
Wen Sixue's voice was soft, with a hint of sob in it. She gripped Yun Zhan's collar tightly, as if she were grasping at the last straw.
"You'll love me well, okay?"
As she spoke, tears streamed down her face, and she could no longer hold them back.
These words carried a hint of humility, a hint of pleading, and even more so, a deep longing. Wen Sixue was like a drowning person, desperately trying to grasp at anything she could, even if it was just a straw.
She was afraid of losing Yun Zhan, afraid of being abandoned, so she could only use this method to carefully keep Yun Zhan.
Wen Sixue's eyes were filled with longing, pleading, and deep helplessness. She was like a kitten lost in the dark, helplessly calling out to her master, yearning for warmth and love.
"I will love you."
Yun Zhan saw through the anxiety hidden in Wen Sixue's eyes. She knew that Wen Sixue wanted more than just verbal promises; she wanted concrete actions.
Time seemed to stand still, with only the sound of their heartbeats echoing in the room.
You have a very nice voice, you know? Try talking more.
That's so unfair... I... how am I supposed to say anything...?
But I want to hear it, so please think of a way.
【good...】
It was late at night. Wen Sixue's head rested against the headboard, her mind blank, unable to recall anything.
She was a little tired, her breathing was slightly rapid, her chest rose and fell slightly, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her long black hair was scattered messily on her side, which made her skin look even whiter and her eyebrows and eyes even more beautiful.
"I feel like I'm running out of energy..."
Wen Sixue felt her body was limp, as if she had lost all her strength. Her waist was sore and weak, as if her bones had been emptied, leaving her without the strength to even lift her hand.
"Do you need my help?" Yun Zhan picked up the wet wipes on the bedside table and asked softly.
Upon hearing Yun Zhan's voice, Wen Sixue turned her head slightly, her misty eyes looking at her. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently.
She knew Yun Zhan cared about her, but she still felt a little embarrassed. After all, this was the last time they had been this close; it had been a long time, and she hadn't fully adjusted yet.
They were young, just beginning to experience love. Their love was like a refreshing summer breeze, carrying a hint of sweetness and a touch of naivety.
After experiencing all of this, it was as if they had opened Pandora's box. Wen Sixue unconsciously clenched the corner of the blanket, and when Yun Zhan was not around, she couldn't help but think about these things.
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