She didn’t understand why he didn’t tell her the reason for leaving this place; whether he thought it wasn’t necessary or simply didn’t want to say.
Over and over, she felt that no matter how much she pondered, it was all in vain.
Aligning oneself to their rightful place is what’s important.
While Nan Ningyi was taking a nap, Mo Lingqi cooked herself fried rice with eggs and opened a bottle of wine.
She hadn’t finished eating the fried rice, yet the wine was already depleted.
In a drowsy haze, she saw a dark figure sit across from her. She tried hard to open her eyes and see clearly, only to find his face.
"Why didn’t you tell me?"
"I didn’t want to say." Xu Mohan looked towards the empty wine bottle, frowning, "Drink less."
"You don’t control me." She pressed down on the table to stand up, staggering back to her room.
Xu Mohan remained seated there, motionless, until a noise came from her room.
He rose to go, and upon entering, saw the vase on the table accidentally kicked over by her foot, shattered on the floor.
Xu Mohan went to get a broom to clean up, fearing that Nan Ningyi would be pricked by the shards when she woke up.
By the time he had finished cleaning, Nan Yuesheng came down from the bed and walked outside.
Xu Mohan followed her out, watching her walk towards the hot spring pool, and then plunged headfirst into it.
He hastily dove into the water, pulling her up as she thrashed; the moment she surfaced, her body instinctively leaned against him, coughing up water.
Xu Mohan paused, his nose filled with the scent of her hair.
Despite the cold weather, soaking in here felt not the slightest bit chilly.
It’s extremely uncomfortable to soak in water with heavy clothes on, and that was the case for Nan Yuesheng; she let go of Xu Mohan and casually tossed her down jacket to the opposite side,
feeling much more relaxed this way.
A bit more clear-headed, Nan Yuesheng gave him a smile, "You almost made me drown."
Xu Mohan warned her, "Fortunately, I was beside you. If I weren’t here, you might have actually drowned. Don’t drink again when I’m not around in the future."
She gave no reply, turning away to lie on the edge of the pool.
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Nan Yuesheng suddenly turned, closing the distance between them; her wet hair draped over her shoulders, droplets of water streamed down her face, and her dark eyes shimmered like onyx.
"Will we still see each other in the future?"
"I really can’t bear the thought of you moving away. You don’t know how much peace you bring to my heart with your presence. But I understand that you have your own life to lead, and I have my own path. I hope you’ll be happy in the future. Maybe that Goddess isn’t as bad as the rumors suggest. Perhaps you’ll even fall for her after getting to know her. I hope everything turns out for the best."
Xu Mohan felt his heart skip a beat when he heard her utter these words.
"No one has ever called me that, including the times when I was in love with Mo Lingqi. He never called me that. It sounds so nice." Her eyes reddened, and she gazed at his face, daring to reach out and embrace him.
A flame rapidly ignited inside Xu Mohan’s body, growing more intense by the second.
He reached out and held her tightly, and when Nan Yuesheng tried to let go, he didn’t release his hold.
Already inebriated, Nan Yuesheng’s mind was somewhat clearer now, but still heavily muddled.
When they finally loosened their embrace, Nan Yuesheng could barely stand.
His hand caught her waist, steadying her a bit.
Her eyes brimmed as she looked at his lips. Nan Yuesheng felt she was about to go mad, or why else would she yearn to taste him?