I like (the editing).
Do you like me?
After he finished speaking, the air became quiet for a moment, as if it had been sucked dry, with only brainwaves able to make a sound.
It was so embarrassing. People always like to pretend to be busy when they're embarrassed.
Just now, the waiter served sweet rice, and Qu Linghan picked up the spoon and put it in his mouth without even looking up.
"yes."
...
Qu Linghan's hand holding the spoon seemed to have experienced a stumble that didn't belong to this position, or you could say it was a human landslide.
Qu Linghan pretended not to care.
"Okay, I understand."
"Um."
"Um?"
Qu Linghan was stunned. Didn't he have anything to say?
Although this man is soft-hearted, he always gives off the impression of someone who would force love, the kind who would choke you and force you to love him.
Qu Linghan shook his head as he thought about it.
"This is incredible!"
It was also because she met a domineering CEO, but unfortunately, he died young. Besides, she wasn't the female lead in a novel. Sometimes, without a female lead or a system that makes everyone adored, things are very difficult to do.
"You don't need to worry, I won't let you have any worries."
In short, I won't let you suffer.
But when these words reached Qu Linghan's ears, they took on a different meaning.
His status, his way of doing things, his personality, his appearance...
Well then, from head to toe, including his character and qualities, nothing about him is unremarkable.
The court has made enemies, and there are spies from other countries; the total number of people involved could equal a whole playground.
This is the situation. If he truly wants to be free from worries, he either has to live in seclusion in the mountains or risk his life.
Clearly, Bai Hui could not be the first one.
Qu Linghan vaguely remembered that day; Bai Hui was drunk and covered in sweat.
Qu Linghan, fearing the large temperature difference would be too much for him, mustered her courage and took off his clothes.
The sight of rows upon rows of knife and sword marks stirred a surge of emotions within Qu Linghan.
She couldn't quite put her finger on it; it was probably heartache, sympathy, instinct, or perhaps she had already developed feelings for him beyond that of a superior and subordinate. She simply didn't want to see him suffer anymore.
Back in college, all my roommates were in relationships, except for Qu Linghan, who had been single for over twenty years.
Every holiday, I would see my roommates return with flowers, and I remember someone would always cry.
She said it was because she felt sorry for her boyfriend's hard work at his part-time job; Qu Linghan always said that back then.
Feeling sorry for a man is the first step a woman takes towards failure.
And now, it seems she's standing at this crossroads as well.
Qu Linghan asked himself honestly, did he really have feelings for Bai Hui?
Yes, it exists, but even if it does, what does it prove?
Even after Bai Hui achieved great success, the two of them remained as ephemeral as mayflies in the face of fate.
Who knows if Bai Hui can rewrite history?
Who knows if Qu Linghan will return to the 21st century?
Qu Linghan didn't not want to be with him forever; she was just afraid... afraid of separation, afraid of tragedy, afraid of feeling powerless...
——
"I already know, you don't need to respond to me."
Bai Hui's words were light, yet they were like a knife, deeply engraving themselves on Qu Linghan's heart.
"Why?"
"There's no reason why, I just want to hear what you say."
Is this respect? Qu Linghan felt that Bai Hui's words made her look like a scumbag.
“I’d be happy to respond.”
Qu Linghan placed the spoon in the sweet cake, scooped out a large spoonful, and stuffed it into her mouth in front of Bai Hui.
"Wait a minute, I won't fight you for it."
After saying that, Bai Hui's lips curled into an indistinct smile.
Qu Linghan was engrossed in eating and naturally couldn't see it.
But Bai Hui, as if vying for favor, started chatting casually.
"Hu Qing'er is dead."
After Bai Hui finished speaking, Qu Linghan acted as if he hadn't heard a word.
She already knew Hu Qing'er was dead, and besides, it was her own fault; she almost got dragged down with her.
If Hu Qing'er had died before Qu Linghan met her, perhaps Qu Linghan would have felt sorry for this unknown woman.
However, nowadays, Hu Qing'er's death can no longer stir up even a ripple in Qu Linghan's heart.
But wait... something doesn't seem right.
Why is Bai Hui so concerned? Could it be that...?
Qu Linghan suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with astonishment.
"Could it be..."
"Could it be that you killed him?"
Bai Hui nodded and propped his chin up with the back of his hand.
He looks like a handsome scorpion...
"Of course I didn't kill him."
When Qu Linghan is nervous, she always habitually purses her lips and stutters.
Although I changed it before, it doesn't seem to work when I'm really scared.
"I don't believe it. Besides you, who else could it be?"
Bai Hui lowered his hand from under his chin, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and poured himself a drink.
"Those who bully you should naturally be killed."
“But I can’t dirty my hands with this scum. I only had someone add something to the fire she used for sacrifices; it was her own fault for being so useless.”
After saying this, Bai Hui raised his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Qu Linghan had gained something from the conversation.
Discovery: Bai Hui is practically a yandere man.
"Alright," Qu Linghan stretched.
"Thank you, I'm full. Let's go."
"good."
...
The two walked side by side down the street. For some reason, even though it was already summer, there were still many people selling lanterns on the street.
This is Qu Linghan's first summer in Liuchao, the streets are both strange and familiar.
Unfamiliar decorations, familiar streets, the same people, but where is the heart?
It seems like things have changed, but they haven't really changed.
As night slowly fell, many vendors applied wax to their lanterns.
One lamp after another lit up.
Qu Linghan gazed at the neon lights of the street, the gentle summer breeze carrying a chilly coolness in Liuchao.
The thin veil draped over Qu Linghan was gently lifted.
A cool breeze entered his neck, and Qu Linghan instinctively shrank back.
"I thought I was wearing a trench coat."
She chuckled softly, but her body was suddenly enveloped in warmth.
Are you still cold?
Bai Hui was concerned about her, and the inexplicable emotions welling up in Qu Linghan's heart made her unsure of what to say.
She couldn't even describe what these emotions were.
Is it regret, fondness, remorse, or fear...?
Qu Linghan's eyes, which had been in a daze for a long time, suddenly became clear and firm.
She stood on tiptoe and placed her arm around Bai Hui's neck.
She gently placed a kiss on his cheek.
I whispered something to him in my heart.
I like you too.
Bai Hui couldn't hear it, but Qu Linghan's heartbeat told him.
The two were clearly in love.
Bai Hui remained silent for a moment, then lowered his neck and bent over.
Qu Linghan landed on her tiptoes, her tenderness unchanged.
Until a gentle breeze blew in from somewhere, Qu Linghan released his hand and looked directly into Bai Hui's eyes.
She smiled, but her eyes held a hint of sadness.
Qu Linghan often said that Bai Hui was simply a versatile warrior, capable of fighting in battles and entering officialdom, and also skilled at cooking and cleaning.
But at this moment, this person, who has no flaws whatsoever, is troubled.
"She clearly has feelings for me too, so why won't she accept me?"
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That night, Qu Linghan also faced a dilemma.
The two still shared a bed but not the same pillow; though in the same room, they dreamed different dreams.
But the feelings in our hearts are the same: deep affection, but shallow intentions.
When deep feelings are not passionately expressed to someone, they are extinguished in one's own heart.
The moonlight shines on my heart, and the wind blows gently.
Each with their own thoughts, they finally drifted off to sleep.
——
Ever since Bai Hui returned to the capital, Qu Linghan felt as if the hourglass of time was passing even faster.
Before they knew it, the day had come for them to go to the palace to meet the emperor.
This was a reward banquet for Bai Hui and the generals. Bai Hui got up very early. Qu Linghan had never seen Bai Hui so excited before.
"I never saw you so uneasy before when we went to war. What's wrong with you today?"
Qu Linghan slowly got out of bed, and the maids filed in.
Now that Bai Hui has won this hard-fought battle, and given that he was raised by the Emperor, the whole country is practically celebrating the Spring Festival ahead of schedule.
Everyone knows General Bai Hui, who single-handedly defeated a hundred men and broke through a deadly situation.
Under the prevailing social atmosphere, even toddlers learning to speak can vaguely sing the ballads praising Bai Hui.
Along with Bai Hui, Qu Linghan's older brother, Qu Lingchuan, also became an overnight sensation.
It is said that Bai Hui went to war to save the day.
General Li at the front lines fell into a trap set by a neighboring country, and his soldiers were either killed or wounded.
With border communications blocked, the thousand-mile dike is about to be breached.
Qu Lingchuan risked his life to escape and deliver a message to the imperial court.
Together with Bai Hui, they rescued General Li from danger and saved the country from the brink of extinction.
If the children of Liuchao were to have a composition class, these two would definitely be essential writing material for them.
It is said that the Emperor also intends to matchmake Qu Lingchuan and Princess Huaqing.
These two men, who have recently become "viral," are Qu Linghan's elder brother and her husband.
Qu Linghan's current situation has also taken off.
Even the already popular Lanxu Pavilion was packed with people; Qu Ling had already asked her master to repair the threshold three times.
However, judging from the current trend, it is estimated that a fourth one will still need to be repaired.
Qu Linghan was in a daze when the maids had already dressed him from head to toe.
It wasn't that Qu Linghan was lazy; it was just that the feeling of being "cared for" was truly wonderful.
After changing his clothes and washing up, Qu Linghan went to have a meal with Bai Hui.
In the past, when Qu Linghan woke up late, Bai Hui would always go to the backyard to practice swordsmanship first. After Qu Linghan finished getting ready, the two of them would go to the small kitchen together.
Because Qu Linghan didn't want to smell the food inside the house, the place where the two ate was quite far from the bedroom.
However, it is close to Bai Hui's study.
"Strange, why didn't they come to practice today?"
Qu Linghan walked around the backyard but couldn't find Bai Hui, so he thought he should check if Bai Hui was too tired and go to have his meal early.
The path to the small kitchen and the study are in the same line, and you can see the window of the study as you walk.
As Qu Linghan was walking, he was suddenly attacked by a beam of intense light directly in front of his eyes.
"Oh my god."
Qu Linghan complained in a low voice, then half-covered his eyes to look for a light source.
By some strange coincidence, it was in the direction of Bai Hui's study.
Qu Linghan then took a few steps back and looked out the window towards Bai Hui's office.
"!"
Qu Linghan dared to say that this was the most shocking scene she had ever seen in her long life.
Bai Zhaoming is actually looking in a mirror?!
They were so engrossed in their task that they didn't even notice her.
So Qu Linghan tiptoed and peered out the window.
"Hi~ Brother Zhaoming!"
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