Shangguan Qing was slightly stunned, then his eyes softened a little, but he still didn't completely let down his guard.

"Well, I always feel that there is something wrong with Yu Hai, but I can't tell exactly what it is. His reaction is too calm, even a little deliberate."

As she spoke, she slowly walked towards the living room and sat on the soft sofa, her fingers tapping unconsciously on the armrest of the sofa, as if trying to sort out her thoughts.

Cheng Ji followed her, sat down silently, and handed her a cup of freshly brewed tea. The lingering aroma of the tea seemed to dispel a little of the haze in her heart.

"He does look very worried. Maybe you are overthinking it. However, if there is something wrong, I will always be by your side and face it together."

His words were warm and firm, like the gentle night breeze that occasionally passed through the window, gently caressing Shangguan Qing's heart.

Shangguan Qing took the teacup, and the warm touch passed through the porcelain wall to her palm, but it could not warm the lingering chill in her heart.

She took a sip, the aroma of tea lingered between her lips and teeth, but it seemed unable to dispel the heaviness.

Her eyes gradually drifted away, as if she had traveled through time and space and returned to that stormy night. The scene slowly unfolded in her mind -

She was alone, lying in the cold rain, surrounded by the betrayers who were walking away, leaving her alone to suffer the physical and mental trauma.

The rain and tears intertwined, blurring the vision and also blurring the boundaries between trust and love.

At that moment, her heart seemed to be torn apart, and the scars left behind would be difficult to heal completely even after the passage of time.

Thinking of this again, Shangguan Qing's eyes became slightly red.

She gripped the teacup tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force, as if she was silently fighting against those unbearable memories.

Shangguan Qing's gaze gradually focused on Cheng Ji's face. Her reflection was reflected in his deep eyes, clear and sincere.

She spoke softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, "Cheng Ji, will you... lie to me in the future?"

As soon as the words fell, the air seemed to freeze for a moment. Cheng Ji's hand gently covered the back of her hand, and the warmth penetrated through the skin, conveying unquestionable firmness.

"Won't."

His answer was concise and powerful, and every word seemed to burst out from the deepest part of his heart, carrying an unquestionable commitment.

He leaned forward slightly, so that his eyes were level with Shangguan Qing's, with a gleam of tenderness and determination in his eyes.

"I may not be able to promise you all the perfection in this world, but I can guarantee that no matter when or where, I will never be the one who makes you sad or disappointed. Shangguan Qing, please believe me."

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the gauze curtains, casting patches of light into Cheng Ji's tidy bedroom.

He was wearing a neat suit and a neatly tied tie. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the outline of the city just waking up. In his heart, he was dedicated to his career and concerned about Shangguan Qing.

With a light sigh, he turned and left, driving to Cheng Group. Along the way, there was a constant stream of traffic and tall buildings, setting off his determined back.

On the other side, Shangguan Qing and Youxuan strolled on the quaint old street. The sunlight shone on them through the gaps between the leaves, adding a touch of warmth to this treasure hunt.

Shangguan Qing was wearing an elegant long dress with a plain white flower in her hair, which matched the atmosphere of the surrounding antique shop.

They walked into a shop called "Treasures of Time". The shop was filled with a faint scent of agarwood, and various antiques were neatly arranged on the shelves, each of which carried traces of history.

Shangguan Qing's gaze lingered on a piece of ancient jade and he stroked it gently, as if he could hear the whispers of time.

At this moment, the shop door was pushed open, and Yu Hai walked in with an imperceptible smile. His appearance instantly added a subtle air flow to this quiet space.

Shangguan Qing frowned slightly, moved his eyes away from the ancient jade, and looked towards the door with a little displeasure.

He approached slowly, with a calmness in his steps, as if he knew the atmosphere here well.

"My Lord, I am here."

Shangguan Qing slightly opened her red lips and looked directly at Yu Hai, a complex emotion flashing in her clear eyes.

"Didn't I tell you not to come to the store recently? Why, my words have no weight to you?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Hai curled up his lips into an apologetic smile, which contained a hint of helplessness and deep meaning.

"Sir, I know what you mean, but since I am from the Netherworld, I should stay by your side, help you, and not cause you any trouble."

As he spoke, he slowly approached, being extremely cautious with every step, fearing that his actions would disturb this rare tranquility.

Youxuan stood aside, his eyes shifting between Shangguan Qing and Yu Hai, his brows slightly furrowed, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

He quietly approached Shangguan Qing and whispered, "Sir, he seems different today."

After saying that, he glanced at Yu Hai unconsciously. Although Yu Hai had a smile on his face, there seemed to be an imperceptible nervousness hidden behind that smile.

The lighting in the store is soft, and the antiques appear even more mysterious under the dim light.

Yu Hai slowly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch something, but stopped in mid-air, his eyes revealing a gentle and complex emotion, as if these antiques contained unspeakable secrets of his.

Shangguan Qing's gaze was as calm as a deep pool, quietly locked on Yu Hai's every move.

The sunlight shone through the half-open carved wooden window onto Yu Hai's profile, outlining his distinct features and reflecting the complex look that flashed across his eyes.

He raised his hand slightly, and when his fingertips were almost touching the delicate patterns carved on the ancient jade, he slowly put his hand down as if being pulled by an invisible force.

There was an indescribable tension in the air, like an ancient secret about to be revealed, which made people feel both excited and nervous.

Yu Hai took a deep breath, as if to calm his inner turmoil, then slowly turned around, his eyes passing through the scattered antiques in the store, and finally met Shangguan Qing's clear eyes.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and their eyes exchanged thousands of words, but neither of them spoke.

Everything around them became blurry, leaving only the two of them, and the unspoken understanding and trust slowly flowing in the air.