Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Due to what happened last night, Le Yao Yao had tossed and turned all night, and now, seeing the culprit behind her sleeplessness, she truly couldn't muster a pleasant expression for him.
So, when Nangong Junxi appeared, Le Yao Yao's face instantly darkened, her displeasure evident.
In contrast to Le Yao Yao's evident annoyance, Nangong Junxi looked somewhat anxious and uneasy.
When he woke up this morning, Nangong Junxi felt as if he had drunk too much; his head throbbed as if it were about to explode.
After finally managing to drink some Hangover Tea and taking a shower to clear his mind, the events of last night began to flood back to him bit by bit.
Last night, he vaguely remembered being in Piglet's room and then collapsing onto him. After that, everything became a blur, except for the faint memory of Piglet's sorrowful cries, as if he were struggling…
As he recalled what happened last night, he was completely frozen in shock.
Oh my! Did he actually…?
However, it felt like something had happened but also like nothing had happened at all. Perhaps he had drunk too much; he had no memory of what transpired afterward. All he knew was that when he woke up, he found himself lying in his own room.
Though his clothes were neat, what on earth had happened in his mind!?
Thus, after contemplating these thoughts, Nangong Junxi remained extremely anxious. Only after managing to compose himself did he come over to check on the Little One.
He wanted to clarify exactly what had happened last night. If they indeed crossed that line, as a man of honor, he would take responsibility for him.
With these thoughts in mind, Nangong Junxi approached.
However, before he could voice his concerns, seeing Le Yao Yao's gloomy expression made his heart sink even further.
Oh dear, his expression is truly somber.
His gaze was so intense, it felt as if he wanted to devour her. Could it be that they really did something last night? Was that why he was so angry?
Nangong Junxi's heart raced at the thought, and his anxious eyes darted toward Le Yao Yao, filled with unease.
"Hey, Piglet, about last night..."
Despite his growing anxiety, Nangong Junxi couldn't help but speak up.
Le Yao Yao, unaware of his inner turmoil, widened her beautiful eyes in shock upon hearing him mention last night. Her expression turned fierce as she retorted, "How dare you bring up what happened last night?! You really have some nerve!"
Before Nangong Junxi could finish his sentence, Le Yao Yao erupted in anger. After all, just the night before, she had nearly been assaulted by this despicable man.
Fortunately, the Grim Reaper had appeared just in time; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
So when Le Yao Yao heard Nangong Junxi mention last night's events, she couldn't help but fly into a rage without a second thought.
Upon hearing her words, Nangong Junxi assumed they had indeed crossed a line and that he had forced himself on her, which was why she was so furious.
Panic surged within him as he quickly began to apologize. "I'm sorry! About what happened last night... I-I really didn't mean it. I had too much to drink and was completely out of it. In the end, I did something unforgivable..."
As he spoke, his voice grew increasingly filled with guilt.
Le Yao Yao let out a cold snort, her anger evident.
“Do you think saying it wasn’t intentional will make everything alright?! Do you even remember the good deed you did last night?! Do you really think it can just be brushed aside like that?!”
“Uh, well, I’m sorry… I know it can’t just be forgotten. But don’t worry! Since I did something I shouldn’t have, I will take responsibility for it!”
Nangong Junxi, seeing Le Yao Yao so furious and knowing that last night’s incident was his fault, immediately spoke without thinking.
Yes! No matter what, he would definitely take responsibility for ‘him.’ After all, they had already done that kind of thing last night. Although he had no memory of it, just thinking about what had happened made him realize that ‘he’ was now his. Did this mean that from now on, Master Brother and Bai would have to step aside?!
With this thought, amidst his panic, Nangong Junxi felt a surge of joy.
However, just as he was secretly reveling in his thoughts, Le Yao Yao, standing across from him, furrowed her dark eyebrows upon hearing his words and asked with confusion, “What do you mean by taking responsibility?! What do you mean by things you shouldn’t have done?! Do you think you have any right to say that to me?!”
Hearing Nangong Junxi’s words left Le Yao Yao puzzled. She felt as if he had misunderstood something.
With this thought in mind, she frowned.
Noticing her reaction, Nangong Junxi seemed to sense something was off and questioned, “Didn’t we have relations last night?!”
Seeing Le Yao Yao’s stunned expression at his words, Nangong Junxi furrowed his brows as he realized he might have misunderstood something.
“Isn’t that the case?!”
"Uh, so you always thought that you and I!?"
Seeing Nangong Junxi nodding vigorously, Le Yao Yao could only facepalm in disbelief.
"Come on, nothing happened between us yesterday, oh no, we almost did! Have you forgotten what you did last night?!"
"I-I said I forgot everything, didn't I?!"
Le Yao Yao's words left Nangong Junxi at a loss for words as well.
However, upon hearing Le Yao Yao say that they hadn't had any relations, the panic in Nangong Junxi's heart dissipated. Instead, he was overwhelmed by a sense of loss.
He had thought that they had crossed that line last night. If that were the case, then he would have been hers. Who would have thought it was just a near miss...
Thinking of this made Nangong Junxi feel very dejected.
In contrast to Nangong Junxi's disappointment, Le Yao Yao was getting angrier.
"Hmph, you forgot!? Fine, let me remind you. Last night, you got drunk and suddenly barged into my room. Even worse, you... Luckily, the prince showed up in time; otherwise, I really would have killed you!"
Although Le Yao Yao didn't want to bring this up, she couldn't help but spill it when Nangong Junxi mentioned it.
Upon hearing Le Yao Yao's words, Nangong Junxi's handsome face turned awkward. He pressed his lips together, and a flicker of apology and gloom passed through his eyes.
In fact, just moments ago, when he thought he had truly done something with her, he felt a sense of responsibility and even a bit of secret delight.
But now, knowing the truth and seeing Le Yao Yao's disgusted expression made Nangong Junxi feel genuinely uncomfortable.
"Do you really dislike me that much?"
As those words were spoken, the frustration and sadness on Nangong Junxi's handsome face were evident.
Le Yao Yao, who had been filled with anger, paused upon seeing Nangong Junxi's dejected expression. Finally, she said, "Love cannot be forced; it’s just not possible for us! And please, don’t drink anymore."
She was truly afraid of a repeat of what happened last night.
Fortunately, the Grim Reaper had appeared just in time; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
As for her feelings towards Nangong Junxi, she was certain she could not reciprocate them. She had never felt any romantic attraction towards him.
While Le Yao Yao was lost in her thoughts, Nangong Junxi bitterly smiled after hearing her words.
"Since that's the case, fine. I won’t force it anymore..."
Even as he said this, there was still a heaviness in his heart.
After all, this was the first time he had liked someone, yet that person did not accept him at all.
Indeed, love cannot be forced. He should withdraw while he hadn’t completely fallen for her yet.
But why did his heart still ache so much!?
Love truly is painful!
Thinking to herself, Nangong Junxi had not said much to Le Yao Yao; he simply turned around and walked away briskly.
At that moment, he felt a deep ache in his heart. He truly wanted to find a secluded place to heal his wounds…
Le Yao Yao watched as Nangong Junxi turned to leave, understanding that he was also feeling hurt.
Although she had never experienced heartbreak herself, she had seen the women in her dormitory suffer through breakups, each one of them in despair. She knew that Nangong Junxi's mood must be equally bleak.
Sighing, she realized there was nothing she could do about it.
All she could say to him was sorry.
After all, since she could not love him, it was better to clarify things sooner rather than later, to avoid dragging it out and causing more pain for both of them, right?
…
Since that day when she had made things clear with Nangong Junxi, he had disappeared for several days.
Le Yao Yao did not know where he had gone and did not ask. It was only once when the living Yama, whether intentionally or not, told her not to worry.
So, she chose not to pry any further.
Life continued on in a calm and steady manner.
During these days, what brought Le Yao Yao the most joy was that the living Yama often brought her interesting little gifts.
She knew he was trying to cheer her up, much like a boy who likes a girl would think of ways to make her happy.
Le Yao Yao had a faint understanding of the thoughts of the Living Yama. Therefore, she was more than happy to accept the things he gave her, feeling sweetly delighted inside.
Perhaps, she was starting to like him a little, wasn't she?
Moreover, Le Yao Yao noticed that the Living Yama was changing.
He had begun to smile more often.
His smile was incredibly charming.
Every day when he wasn't around, Le Yao Yao would think of his smile and end up grinning foolishly all day long. Once, she was even caught by Little Muzi, who couldn't help but tease her.
"Xiaoyaozi, did you find a treasure or something?! Look at how happy you are!"
"Uh, really?! Am I smiling?" she replied, realizing it was true.
Le Yao Yao was taken aback by Little Muzi's words and reached up to touch her little face. Was it true?
Unknowingly, she found joy in every little thing the Living Yama did!
Comment 0 Comment Count