Who do you actually like?
"Where is this?" Lin Huaiyu looked around, her gaze finally settling on Yun Qian, asking.
However, at this moment, Yun Qian's gaze was filled with complex emotions that Lin Huaiyu could not understand: shock, realization, disbelief, and a sense of relief as if the dust had settled.
Lin Huaiyu... he really came in.
So, her absurd yet incredibly strong conjecture was actually true.
"The teleportation array connects to Cangmin Mountain." Yun Qian's voice was soft, but it struck Lin Huaiyu's heart like a heavy hammer.
The protective array of Cangmin Mountain is so powerful that no outsider can possibly enter it except for disciples of the sect... Lin Huaiyu's body stiffened slightly as he instantly realized the meaning behind those words.
Yun Qian looked at him, a knowing smile appearing on her lips: "I should have realized it sooner."
For example, the first time I saw Lin Huaiyu, I felt an inexplicable yet lingering sense of familiarity.
For example, his back and silhouette were remarkably similar to that of the silent figure in his memory.
For example, that unreserved trust that even she herself found inexplicable.
It turns out that everything has a traceable origin.
Lin Huaiyu was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond.
Yun Qian flipped her hand, and the silver mask that belonged to Bai Yan lay quietly in her palm. She picked up the mask and, with slow but firm movements, approached Lin Huaiyu little by little.
The cool, silver edge touched his skin, and finally, the mask fit perfectly, covering the upper half of his face.
No words are needed; the answer is already clear.
Lin Huaiyu is Bai Yan.
Or rather, Bai Yan is an avatar of Lin Huaiyu during her tribulation.
No wonder……
Tears welled up unexpectedly and slid down Yun Qian's cheeks. There was a mix of grievance and relief, along with a complex array of emotions she couldn't quite put into words.
At the same time, the silver mask seemed to come alive, emitting a soft and pure light that enveloped Lin Huaiyu's face like moonlight.
In an instant, countless vivid memories, like a flood bursting its banks, surged into Lin Huaiyu's mind. These were the bits and pieces of "Bai Yan," his years in Cangmin Mountain, everything he had personally experienced, and an indispensable part of his memories.
He remembered.
all.
The silver mask completed its final mission, its light gradually fading, eventually transforming into a pure ray of spiritual light that suddenly entered Lin Huaiyu's brow, completely merging with him.
Lin Huaiyu stood frozen in place, as if temporarily rendered unresponsive by the overwhelming torrent of memories.
The next second, Yun Qian bumped into his arms and hugged his waist tightly.
Yun Qian buried her face in his chest, her shoulders trembling slightly. Her emotions, suppressed for a hundred years, seemed to have found an outlet, and her tears silently soaked his clothes.
Lin Huaiyu's body stiffened for a moment as the consciousness belonging to "Lin Huaiyu" and the memories belonging to "Bai Yan" rapidly merged.
After a moment's hesitation, he raised his hand and gently embraced her with a tenderness that was both long-lost and incredibly familiar.
Only when the sobbing in her arms gradually subsided did Yun Qian release her arms, take a step back, and deliberately increase the distance between them. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, but her eyes were still somewhat evasive, clearly still unable to fully recover from the huge change in her boyfriend's identity as her master.
Lin Huaiyu was clearly in the same state of confusion.
But with a crisis looming, they couldn't afford to slowly process this shocking reality. The return of his memories instantly made Lin Huaiyu realize the current situation; he had things he needed to deal with immediately.
“Yue Sheng has a way to forcibly open the mountain-protecting spirit array,” Lin Huaiyu’s tone became solemn. “You and Bai Chuan Qin Wu must stop them immediately! The mountain-protecting spirit array must not be broken!”
"Mm." Yun Qian took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and nodded in agreement.
Lin Huaiyu gave her a deep look, his gaze complex and unreadable, containing both the concern of a master and the worry of Lin Huaiyu himself. "I have urgent matters to attend to immediately. You all... please be careful."
"Okay," Yun Qian replied. She vaguely felt that after his memories returned, his demeanor seemed much more composed and reserved, but she also felt that this might just be her imagination.
Because this illusion was shattered in the next second.
Lin Huaiyu suddenly leaned closer. Yun Qian instinctively stepped back, but he reached out and pressed down on the back of her neck, preventing her from retreating. Then, a kiss that left no room for refusal landed on her.
It was indeed an illusion.
The kiss didn't last long, carrying a sense of urgency and confirmation. As their lips parted, Lin Huaiyu's forehead gently rested against hers, his breath slightly rapid, as he asked a question that had been lingering in his mind: "Do you truly love Lin Huaiyu, or... is it because I resemble Bai Yan that you..."
He didn't finish his question, but the meaning was clear. Who Yun Qian truly loved seemed to be of great importance to him.
What difference does it make? They're the same person. Yun Qian gazed into his eyes, so close to hers, where her own reflection was clearly visible. She remained silent.
Clearly, Lin Huaiyu had no time to wait for a definite answer, nor to dwell on the matter any longer. He raised his hand, his fingertips gently caressing her cheek, leaving a lingering, tender touch.
"be safe."
Before he finished speaking, his figure had already transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the swirling clouds and mist of Cangmin Mountain in an instant.
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