Qi Nuan waited casually for Jiang's arrival in the cabin in the suburbs.
As time passed, she was still all alone, and her heart sank to the bottom with the sunset.
She knew very well that this was her illusion, and the person she was waiting for never came.
She sat on the threshold and looked into the distance.
The leaves on the trees in front of the door are quietly sprouting, blooming, and bearing fruit, completing another cycle.
As time went by, Qi Nuan's heart grew colder and colder.
Jiang Yu did not appear in the illusion.
This is a dream world that belongs to just the two of them. What does his absence mean?
Was I not even a stranger to him, and had I never left a ripple in his heart?
The wind was strong, and Qi Nuan suddenly felt a bit cold.
She stood up blankly and walked into the house.
The heavy wooden door creaked open, and Qi Nuan suddenly turned around, then turned away in disappointment.
Oh, it was just the wind.
She leaned against the window, her heart feeling as if it were being squeezed shut, a deep and unbearable pain.
My vision is getting increasingly blurry.
It started raining heavily outside the window at some point.
But the person she was waiting for had no idea when he would arrive, or perhaps he would never arrive.
A profound sense of loneliness overwhelmed her.
It turns out that what she feared most was not being an enemy of Jiang Yu, but that after going through so much, she would not be able to stir even the slightest ripple in his heart.
She wiped away her tears, but in a flash she saw figures moving in the distance.
She looked closely, a slight smile appearing on her lips, but tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes.
She suddenly stood up.
The rain pattered incessantly outside the window as Qi Nuan pushed open the door and gazed at the person approaching from afar.
The tall, slender figure of the young man in the rain gradually became clearer from a distance through the hazy mist.
In the end, the two were only a foot apart, their gazes locked in the rain and mist, carrying the lingering tenderness of spring rain and the weariness of autumn wind.
After a long silence, Qi Nuan finally spoke slowly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." Her words were filled with grievance.
The person standing in the rain with an umbrella, upon hearing her words, felt a surge of emotions welling up in their eyes like a raging storm.
The swallowed pills seemed to be churning inside him, spreading to his limbs.
Especially since his heart had been soaked in the medicine, his feelings for her had already quietly seeped into his bones.
Hearing her aggrieved voice and seeing her tearful eyes, he no longer concealed his emotions.
He could sense all her emotions within this illusion; he knew she had been waiting for his appearance, and in the end, he granted her wish.
She insisted on provoking him, and this time he wouldn't let her get away with it.
The moment Qi Nuan saw the look in his eyes, she finally couldn't hold back her tears and ran towards the young man.
The splashed mud landed on the hems of their skirts, creating a delicate, shy, and alluring ink painting.
The umbrella in the young man's hand suddenly fell to the ground.
He wrapped his arms around the girl's slender waist and pulled her into his embrace. The moment Jiang Yu appeared, Qi Nuan knew that all her waiting had been worthwhile.
If that's the case, why does she still suppress her feelings?
If this is a dream, then she is willing to sink into oblivion with Jiang Yu in the dream.
The rain and mist completely obscured the two people who were passionately entwined in the rain. Jiang Yu's well-defined hands were covered with water vapor, which made them appear even whiter and longer against Qi Nuan's black hair.
As the two moved, you could see the bones in his hand protruding from the force he was exerting.
Rainwater slid down from his slightly furrowed brows onto Qi Nuan's fair and smooth face, then trickled into her clothes along with her clearly visible fine downy hairs.
It carried his warmth, both cool and scalding.
After the kiss, Qi Nuan was slightly out of breath, her eyelashes, glistening with fine water droplets, trembled gently with each breath.
At this moment, they seemed to feel no chill from the rain, only their beating hearts and burning breaths.
This is an illusion, but it belongs only to the two of them, and they are both indulging in a conscious state of abandon.
Jiang Yu looked down at Qi Nuan in her hand.
Yes, he wanted her, and he knew that perfectly well.
And she will always belong to him.
His aura instantly became extremely aggressive and possessive. Qi Nuan could see the intense emotions in his eyes, and at the same time, she could see herself reflected in his eyes.
Qi Nuan thought that perhaps the emotions in her eyes were no less than his.
Neither of them considered whether it was the hidden desire in their hearts or the effect of the drug.
This has nothing to do with either of them.
Their gazes lingered and collided in the air, as if about to ignite a spark.
Their breaths drew closer, and Qi Nuan felt as if she could smell his cold, sharp scent on the tip of her nose.
The same applies to Jiang Yu.
Finally, their lips met.
Qi Nuan gripped Jiang Yu's clothes tightly with her hands.
He was enduring his increasingly intense offensive.
He supported Qi Nuan's head, which was tilted back, with one hand, and with the other hand, he pulled her body towards him. He lowered his eyes and half-opened them, looking at the girl's tightly closed eyes and slightly trembling eyelashes.
He meticulously sculpted the girl's face, as if trying to draw her into his deep eyes.
After a long while, Jiang Yu finally released the person.
The two held hands, leaving the heavy rain behind them, and stepped into the wooden house.
Jiang Yu's eyes fell on the furniture in the wooden house, which was the small house they had decorated in the Qi Nuan space during the cycle of reincarnation.
His eyes flickered slightly as he watched all this.
However, he was certain that this was not his space.
This is their shared illusion, and also their shared desire.
The moment he saw her, he knew what his desires were, and he never hid them.
If Qi Nuan's fear stemmed from the endless waiting that never came to the person she longed for.
His fear was that he had unleashed his desires but could not control them.
The heavy rain outside the window suddenly stopped.
Jiang Yu held the person in his arms, the lights in the room flickering, reflecting on their faces.
The two made no attempt to conceal their feelings for each other, and the emotions in Jiang Yu's eyes gradually engulfed Qi Nuan's rationality like a thick black ink.
Qi Nuan was also willing to be captured by him.
Jiang Yu touched Qi Nuan's hair with his chin, feeling a slight itch, just like his heart.
Let's get married.
His voice was hoarse yet carried an undeniable certainty, not a question but a statement.
Hearing his words, Qi Nuanxin trembled. A warm current suddenly surged in her heart. Neither of them had forgotten what happened in the cycle of reincarnation.
"good."
Qi Nuan blurted out the words, but his tone was exceptionally solemn. This was the first time he had said these words to her, and whether in the cycle of reincarnation or here, he was always so sincere. If she, in the cycle of reincarnation, still had any reservations...
This time, however, she was fearless.
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