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"Brother... Qiu... Qiu Yuan..." It felt so awkward! Why did it feel like I couldn't say it out loud? My ears suddenly felt warm. Was it really that hard to say just one word, "Qiu"? Yet, calling out "Night" felt so natural.
My heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, I understood the emptiness I felt inside.
It was Night. In that moment of fulfilling my wish, I became confused because Night had quietly crept into a corner of my heart like a shadow, at a time I didn't even realize.
Had I started to like Night just a little? He was such a gentle, understanding, and reassuring presence. In this world, he was closer to me than anyone else; he was irreplaceable in my heart.
And what about Qiu? Right now, I was nestled in his embrace, held tightly by him. He was handsome and gentle, making my heart race. His closeness excited me.
I really wanted to slap myself hard twice. What had I turned into? Looking at the pot while eating from the bowl? Wasn't this the kind of fickle and flirtatious behavior I despised the most?!
"Liuying," Nie Qiuyuan's melodious voice pulled my chaotic thoughts back to reality with utmost seriousness. "Every word I said to Ren Pingsheng just now was sincere."
The surprise came so suddenly that it turned into shock. I couldn't utter a word, while he had already raised his right hand, gently and tenderly caressing my cheek and long hair.
"I originally planned to wait until I was completely sure before saying these things to you, but I simply couldn't wait any longer. And Ren Pingsheng... forgive me for being selfish just this once, okay?"
I looked up in astonishment and found that his eyes seemed to be burning with intensity. He radiated such warmth that I felt like I might melt under his gaze.
I remembered that long ago, Night Phantom had once said, "Qiu is easily impulsive." At the time, I thought he was joking; now I truly understood.
My idol wasn't just warm; when he heated up, he was downright scorching.
"Liuying, stay by my side. I will protect you with my life, for all eternity. Will you... agree?"
His voice was soft despite the fervent energy surrounding him. Such a sincere and moving confession, combined with his dazzling beauty so close to me—how could anyone possibly refuse? Although he phrased it as a question, there was an undeniable certainty in his tone as if he was confident I'd nod in agreement.
Hadn't I been so eager to get close to him? Surely he knew that I liked him?
He interpreted my silence as consent and smiled gently, a smile filled with joy that made his demeanor even more captivating and strangely unfamiliar to me. He called out my name: "Liuying..." His voice carried a hint of huskiness that felt alluring. He reached behind me to support my neck, turning my head towards him as he leaned down to kiss my lips.
My heart raced uncontrollably, leaving me feeling utterly overwhelmed. I felt an intense longing for him, yet deep down, I was uncertain about who I truly liked. This tangled mess in my chest finally drove me to the brink of madness, and just as his lips were about to touch mine, I suddenly turned my head away.
His warm lips brushed against my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.
He slowly lifted his head, looking at me in surprise.
After a long moment, a hint of bitterness crossed his expression.
"Am I... too late?" he finally asked. "Do you... have someone else in your heart?"
"I..." I truly didn't know how to respond.
Nie Qiuyuan held me quietly, remaining silent for a long time.
"Who is it?" His voice regained its usual calmness, but the question came out with an undeniable tone. "Is it Da Chun?"
I felt unable to speak. But he was clearly observing my expression, and my face betrayed me.
"Is it not?" He seemed surprised, tightening his grip as if he might crush my shoulder. "It can't be Ren Pingsheng! If it is Ren Pingsheng, I will lock you up and never let you go to him. You don't understand him; that person is insane!"
What are you thinking? I couldn't help but feel both amused and exasperated. Did he think I didn't know Ren Pingsheng was crazy? With his intelligence, why wouldn't he suspect the most likely candidate? Watching him in his anxious turmoil and bitter expression made my heart ache. All my calculations suddenly fell apart, and I could only try to say:
"Brother... Qiuyuan... actually, I haven't figured it out either... it's about Night..."
"Night Phantom?!" His eyes widened in shock as if I had mentioned an alien or someone who had never existed in his mind.
Then, Nie Qiuyuan put on a series of dramatic facial expressions right in front of me. If this were modern times, he would definitely get a perfect score at a film academy.
His expression shifted from surprise to shock, from shock to realization, from realization to a sigh, and then from a sigh to irritation.
He had originally loosened his grip in shock, letting me go, but suddenly, in a fit of anger, he pulled me back into his arms.
Was he upset that his best friend had stolen a march on him?
"Alright, you are mine!" he declared.
Huh?
The plot was advancing too quickly, with twists and turns that caught me completely off guard, leaving me flustered.
I had come to the Tang Dynasty with the intention of making my idol mine, but now he was openly declaring that I belonged to him. Suddenly, I felt so pretentious; it was infuriating! Yet the turmoil inside me was genuine. Ah! How could I be so flustered at such a crucial moment? This should have been a sweet moment!
But under these circumstances, shouldn’t he give me a little time to think things through and make the right choice?
Nie Qiuyuan's face bore an indescribable expression—whether it was joy or annoyance, it was something I had never seen before. He shifted his posture, one hand gripping my waist while the other lifted my chin. Our eyes met, and I could feel the heat radiating from his palm through my clothes.
"Want to give it a try?" The ambiguity in his gaze, posture, and voice was overwhelming. "Try being by my side, try seeing if I can treat you well, try figuring out if you like it, try seeing if you might fall for me..."
This was too...
There was no time to think because this time, I truly couldn’t escape.
He completely overpowered me, suppressing my instinctive struggles as he kissed me fiercely.
Though he had kissed me once before—a fleeting taste that left my heart fluttering—this time was different. Completely different. If that initial gentle kiss held tender emotions that stirred my heart, this time I tasted desire between his aggressive lips and tongue.
The intimacy of our merging felt insatiable; every touch carried a longing. I felt the invasion of his lips and tongue, the warmth of his breath enveloping me; even his rapid heartbeat echoed within me. At first, he squinted slightly as if trying to gauge my reaction, but within seconds, his eyes slowly closed as his movements grew more fervent and lost in passion, breaking down my fragile defenses.
Although I had lived for twenty years in the modern world, I had always regarded Nie Qiuyuan as an invisible boyfriend; romance seemed far removed from me. I had never kissed anyone before, let alone experienced such an impassioned kiss. This was the second kiss of my life, and both were with the same person.
In modern times, kissing scenes are everywhere in television and movies, often filled with passionate intensity. Yet at this moment, I realized how vastly different it was from what I had experienced firsthand.
I admit he ignited something within me; a fire suddenly flared up inside as his desire surged forward. The flames grew stronger, compelling me to lean closer to him, almost instinctively starting to touch him. I found myself closing my eyes, actively accepting, responding, and yielding to him. It was beyond my control; all I could think was one word: desire!
My response made him tremble slightly, and a wave of ecstasy enveloped me. Then, he launched into a second round of even more fervent advances, completely obliterating the last remnants of my rationality.
Light Pink Begonias fell like rain. This kiss must have lasted far too long because our hair and clothes were nearly covered by the drifting petals.
I felt a fiery pain on my lips and looked up at him, my gaze surely filled with grievance. He was so handsome, his eyes looking down at me brimming with gentle affection. But in that moment, despite his tender expression and smiling lips, his words struck with lethal force.
"Night Phantom, you will never see me again!"
The heavy scent of jealousy wafted through the air with his melodious voice, sending chills down my spine.
What on earth was happening? Could someone please explain it to me? I felt tears welling up inside.
Just as I opened my mouth to ask, I suddenly understood something—I probably wouldn’t have the chance to question him at all. As soon as I began to speak, he silenced me once more with an unreasonable kiss.
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