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My name is Tang Shi, a girl who appears weak but is actually strong. The wheels of fate always turn unexpectedly, bringing me and the one who once made me grit my teeth, Jiang Chen, onto the same boat.
At first, we were like two hedgehogs, cautiously probing each other's boundaries. However, as the tasks progressed, we had to set aside our prejudices and begin to cooperate genuinely. Strangely enough, once we let go of our grudges, our efficiency skyrocketed.
During one mission, we needed to infiltrate a highly guarded location. Jiang Chen was responsible for distracting the guards while I took the opportunity to slip in. Just as I was about to succeed, a guard suddenly returned. In a critical moment, Jiang Chen appeared just in time and cleverly deflected the crisis with an excuse. At that moment, I realized that this seemingly contradictory guy was actually quite reliable.
Gradually, I discovered that Jiang Chen was not as cold as he appeared on the surface. One time during a mission, we encountered an injured kitten. I wanted to take it to the hospital but worried it would delay our task. To my surprise, Jiang Chen immediately scooped up the kitten and said, "Let’s take it to the hospital first." Watching him gently stroke the kitten made me feel that this man’s heart was actually as soft as cotton candy.
It seemed that Jiang Chen was slowly getting to know the real me as well. Once, while we were hiding in an abandoned warehouse, I couldn’t resist playing a prank and secretly tied his shoelaces together. When he found out, instead of getting angry, he laughed and said, "You just lack a sense of security; that's why you always try to get attention this way." I was taken aback; I hadn’t expected him to see through my little trick.
As time passed, we began sharing our pasts. I told him about losing my parents at a young age and growing up in an orphanage. He shared that he once had a sister but lost her in an accident. Listening to his deep voice, I felt his inner vulnerability for the first time.
Slowly, I found myself appreciating Jiang Chen more and more. Beneath his sharp tongue lay a kind heart; behind his indifference was longing for family. He seemed to admire my strength and independence more as well. After completing a particularly challenging task one day, he gently patted my shoulder and said, "You’re amazing." Those simple four words stirred something within me.
Unknowingly, our relationship transformed from antagonism to mutual appreciation. I began looking forward to every mission with him and caring about his every move. Sometimes, when he focused intently on the computer screen, I would steal glances at his profile, feeling an indescribable sensation rising within me.
That night, we sat side by side on the rooftop once again. The moonlight flowed like water, quietly bathing us in its glow. Jiang Chen suddenly asked me, "If one day the missions are over, what do you want to do?" I paused for a moment and softly replied, "Maybe I’ll open a flower shop; it should be interesting to interact with flowers every day." He smiled and said, "That really suits you." Unable to help myself, I asked him, "What about you?" He fell silent for a moment before saying, "I might travel the world and see this beautiful world that has hurt me but remains stunning."
Listening to him made me feel an impulse to say, "If you travel the world, can you take me with you?" But ultimately, those words remained unspoken. I wasn’t sure if this feeling was love or not; all I knew was that I began caring about everything about him—his thoughts, his feelings, his future.
Under the moonlight, I secretly gazed at his profile and silently vowed: no matter what happens in the future, I will protect this contradictory big boy well. Because I knew that in this world filled with danger and uncertainty, we had become each other’s most important person.
The night breeze gently blew by, bringing with it the fragrance of roses from the garden. I took a deep breath and let this aroma fill my lungs. Perhaps this is a new beginning—a beginning full of hope and possibilities.
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