With a crisp "snap", Su Xiaoliu felt her eyelids grow heavy. Her body went limp, and she collapsed...
She didn't know how much time had passed when Su Xiaoliu slowly opened her eyes. Instantly, a splitting headache assailed her. She reached up to feel her forehead, which was alarmingly hot. She glanced at the small window; it was still the middle of the night, and everyone was asleep.
It wasn't appropriate to go to Chu Weixin when she was sick at this hour. Su Xiaoliu struggled to get up. After a moment's thought, she opened the door and headed towards Mo Xin's room.
When Su Xiaoliu reached Mo Xin's room, she knocked on the door, but there was no response. She gently pushed the door, and to her surprise, it wasn't locked. She opened the door and peeked inside. Mo Xin wasn't there.
Su Xiaoliu rubbed her forehead. Hesitating for a while, she finally decided to go to Zhong Fengyue.
When she reached Zhong Fengyue's door, she knocked. Soon, the light of a candle flickered inside.
"Who is it?" Zhong Fengyue's voice came from within.
Su Xiaoliu looked up and said, "It's me."
There seemed to be a moment of stunned silence inside, followed by the rustling sound of someone getting dressed.
Su Xiaoliu's cheeks felt hot. She hadn't expected to disturb Zhong Fengyue in the middle of the night.
After a while, the door opened. Su Xiaoliu looked up. Zhong Fengyue was already fully dressed. He looked down at Su Xiaoliu and noticed that her face was unusually flushed and her complexion was weak. He was startled for a moment, then gently pursed his diamond - shaped lips under the white veil hat and asked, "What's wrong?"
Su Xiaoliu walked in, and Zhong Fengyue closed the door behind her. She looked at Zhong Fengyue, blinked her almond - shaped eyes, and said, "I think I've caught a cold..."
Zhong Fengyue was taken aback and quickly walked over. "I have some medicine here. Take some first." He turned, picked up a small porcelain bottle, and handed it to her.
Su Xiaoliu looked up at him with a pitiful expression and asked, "Am I going to die?"
Zhong Fengyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "A cold is not a serious illness. You'll get better after a good rest."
Su Xiaoliu lowered her head, pulled out the cork of the bottle, and poured a pill into her palm. Zhong Fengyue poured a cup of tea and handed it to her. Su Xiaoliu took the teacup, popped the pill into her mouth, took a sip of water, and swallowed it.
After a while, Su Xiaoliu put down the teacup. When she looked up, she suddenly caught sight of the candle on the table.
That candle suddenly overlapped with a red candle in her mind...
Su Xiaoliu looked up at Zhong Fengyue.
Zhong Fengyue looked down at Su Xiaoliu. Her cheeks were flushed, and her almond - shaped eyes were hazy.
"Mr. Zhong." Su Xiaoliu suddenly stood up.
Zhong Fengyue was startled by her action and softly asked, "What's going on?"
Su Xiaoliu walked towards him step by step. Zhong Fengyue was a bit confused and took a step back.
Unexpectedly, Su Xiaoliu kept walking forward. Zhong Fengyue's foot hit the edge of the bed, and he sat down on it.
"Mr. Zhong." Su Xiaoliu curved her lips and called his name again.
Zhong Fengyue was forced to lean back and felt a moment of panic.
Seeing Zhong Fengyue looking so out of sorts, Su Xiaoliu felt a playful urge.
Su Xiaoliu walked right up to the bed, curved her lips, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhong really looks like an old acquaintance of mine."
She said it casually, but Zhong Fengyue froze.
Su Xiaoliu took another step forward. Unexpectedly, she slipped and pressed him directly onto the bed...
Su Xiaoliu didn't expect the situation to turn out like this. She wanted to pull back, but it felt awkward. So she simply pretended to be confused because of her illness.
When she slipped and pressed Zhong Fengyue down, his veil hat fell off...
"Mr. Zhong..." Su Xiaoliu looked up and suddenly froze.
A familiar and extremely beautiful face, with half - tied and half - loose black hair, a high nose bridge, and a rosy and charming diamond - shaped lips. The slightly enchanting jet - black eyes, like polished jade, looked a bit flustered the moment they met hers...
At the same time, a red figure flashed through her mind. A longing in Su Xiaoliu's heart almost overflowed...
She suddenly lowered her head, bit his slightly parted rosy lips, and murmured softly, "Situ Qianyue..." Her hazy almond - shaped eyes slowly closed as she tried to take more.
Zhong Fengyue didn't expect Su Xiaoliu to react like this. He was stunned at first. When a tingling sensation came from his lips, a hint of passion flashed in his beautiful black eyes...
He rolled over, pinning Su Xiaoliu under him. He grabbed her wrists, and his long black hair intertwined with hers, making it impossible to tell whose was whose. His spotless white robe instantly seemed to fall from the realm of immortals to the mortal world. His black eyes were covered with a layer of mist. His high nose bridge gently rubbed against her cheek. His warm breath deepened the kiss...
Su Xiaoliu responded instinctively. She only felt a golden light flash through her mind...
"Situ Qianyue..."
The next day, the sun shone brightly.
Su Xiaoliu opened her eyes groggily. A casual glance made her realize that her collar was half - open, which was really indecent. She was startled and quickly lowered her head to tidy up her clothes.
She looked up and saw a white figure reclining beside the bed. The beautiful eyes were gently closed, and that familiar and extremely beautiful face came into view. Su Xiaoliu was stunned all over, filled with both anger and anxiety.
"Situ Qianyue!"
With a startled cry, a sudden loud noise suddenly echoed in the once - quiet Wanku Valley.
Su Xiaoliu quickly opened the wardrobe, rummaged through the clothes, and found a silver hairpin. She tightly grasped the hairpin, walked up to Zhong Fengyue who was standing at the door, stuffed the hairpin into his hand, and then pushed him out of the door. She said angrily, "Take your stuff and go! I don't want to see you!"
She really couldn't accept this sudden truth. It was really hard for her to accept!
With a "bang", the wooden door was suddenly closed.
Zhong Fengyue lowered his head and stared blankly at the silver hairpin for a moment. Then he looked at the tightly closed wooden door and gently pursed his diamond - shaped lips under the white veil hat. Mo Xin, who had rushed over in a hurry after hearing the commotion, saw Zhong Fengyue being pushed out of the door and couldn't help but ask in confusion, "What's going on?"
Zhong Fengyue looked up at Mo Xin, held the silver hairpin in his hand, and then let it fall. He smiled faintly and said, "I deserve it." There was a hint of bitterness in his tone.
Mo Xin was a bit puzzled. She looked at the closed wooden door and then at Zhong Fengyue. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something. She frowned and asked, "Did Xiaoliu find out?"
Zhong Fengyue looked down at Mo Xin. His rosy diamond - shaped lips curved, and he gently nodded.
Mo Xin looked at him for a long time, then sighed and said, "I'll go in and see her." With that, she gently knocked on the wooden door and said, "Xiaoliu, it's me."
Su Xiaoliu looked up at the door. Her heart felt blocked, and she was both anxious and irritable. She didn't know if Zhong Fengyue had left or not. So she simply lowered her head and lay on the bed, saying nothing.
Mo Xin was silent for a moment. Noticing that there was no movement inside, she looked back at Zhong Fengyue, sighed, and shook her head.
"Forget it. Let her calm down for a while."
Zhong Fengyue nodded and softly said, "That's fine." He looked up at the wooden door, tightened his grip on the silver hairpin in his hand, and the light in his black eyes gently flowed.