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The moonlight is like water, and the night at the Ni Chang mansion is quiet and profound. Ni Chang sits quietly under the lamp, her delicate fingers gently touching the embroidered handkerchief on the table. Tonight, she is determined to reveal her feelings to Ye Ran.
Ye Ran returns from his patrol outside, pushes open the door, and sees Ni Chang alone, appearing even more delicate in the moonlight. He softly asks, "Ni Chang, it's late. Why haven't you rested yet?"
Ni Chang looked up and met Ye Ran's gaze, her eyes filled with determination. "Ran, I have something to tell you," she said softly but with no room for doubt.
Ye Ran was slightly taken aback, walked over to her, and sat across from her. "What's so serious that it requires such a solemn tone?" he tried to lighten the mood with a casual tone.
Ni Chang took a deep breath and gazed at Ye Ran with a serious tone: "Ran, since you came to this mansion, my life has changed. You always appear when I need you the most. Every time you mock me, every time you care unintentionally, I remember them all."
Ye Ran looked slightly shaken, never expecting Ni Chang to express her feelings so directly.
Ni Chang's voice became more resolute: "Ran, I know about your past, I know you were once a figure in the martial arts world, I know you are extraordinary. But none of that matters. I... I genuinely like you, more than anything in this world, and I want to spend my life with you."
These words were like a thunderclap in the evening breeze, shaking Ye Ran's soul. His eyes revealed a mix of complex emotions. He was a man with flesh and blood, how could he not be moved by Ni Chang's sincerity?
But his heart was full of hesitation, and he laughed at himself, "Ni Chang, do you know who I am? I am just a wandering sinner with nothing to my name. This peaceful life is already stolen, how can I deserve you?"
After hearing this, Ni Chang's eyes filled with tears, and she said firmly, "I don't care about your past, or whether you are rich or not. In my heart, you are you, the one I deeply love."
Ye Ran's heart was in turmoil, his identity in the martial arts world, his path of revenge, all seemed insignificant at this moment. He gazed deeply at Ni Chang, his eyes filled with struggle.
Ni Chang gently opened her lips, her slender fingers lightly touching Ye Ran's clothes as she approached slowly. Despite her frailty, her steps were resolute like the orchid in the wind, subtly revealing an unmistakable determination. Her eyes, as deep as autumn water, reflected Ye Ran's figure, exuding an imperceptible melancholy.
Ye Ran, the dashing swordsman of the rivers and lakes, often carries a hint of playfulness in his eyes, yet without losing depth of emotion. He slightly curls his lips with a hint of mockery, as if mocking the capriciousness of fate, but every move of Ni Chang stirs up waves in his heart.
Ni Chang gently lifts her slender jade-like foot, approaching Ye Ran with a hint of mystery. Her face is like a flower in the morning, lively and rosy. She reaches out her fair hand and lightly touches Ye Ran's cheek, the touch as soft as silk, yet firm. She closes her eyes slightly, her delicate lips part, and finally kisses Ye Ran.
This kiss, gentle as water, yet containing all the persistence and deep affection. Ni Chang's lips softly explore Ye Ran's, as if searching for a world that belongs to them. Ye Ran's body stiffens slightly, then he slowly lets down his guard, responding deeply to Ni Chang's kiss. His arms tightly wrap around Ni Chang's waist, as if to engulf her entirely.
After the kiss, Ye Ran's eyes shimmer with complex emotions, and he whispers, "Miss, do you know what this represents?"
Ni Chang nodded gently, with determination in their eyes. "I know, but I'm not afraid. By your side, even if the world collapses, I'm willing to stay."
Their lips met again, rendering all words seemingly unnecessary. In this moment, only their breaths and heartbeats, in the quiet night, wove the most moving melody.
Under the moonlight, the intertwining shadows of the two people create a poignant and moving scene. At this moment, their hearts are closely connected, and all barriers and hesitations have turned into nothingness.
However, the self-doubt in Ye Ran's heart has not completely dissipated. He gently pushes Ni Chang away, his eyes filled with complexity: "I don't know if I can make you happy."
Ni Chang had teary eyes, but said firmly, "Ran, happiness is something we create together. I am willing to face everything with you, whether in good times or bad."
Looking at Ni Chang's determined eyes, Ye Ran's feelings of inferiority were finally completely shattered. He embraced Ni Chang tightly once again, this time with determination in his heart.
Since that night of confession, Ni Chang's behavior has become more intimate. She likes to stick to him, letting her emotions flow like a stream. Every action and every word of hers reveals her dependence on Ye Ran.
The sunlight shines through the window, sprinkling onto the soft silk, bringing a gentle warmth. Ni Chang leans lightly against Ye Ran's solid chest, like a white orchid clinging to a rock, both delicate and resilient. Her cheek, as soft as the finest silk, presses closely against his chest, feeling his steady and deep heartbeat. Her fingers, delicate and soft, lightly stroke Ye Ran's clothes, each touch like playing a silent melody.
Ye Ran's consistent rascality and nonchalance vanished at this moment. His eyes slightly raised, the corners of his mouth curved with a subtle smile, mixed with a hint of helplessness. Under Ni Chang's gentle touch, ripples spread across the lake of his heart. His arm gently wrapped around Ni Chang's slender waist, conveying both a sense of protection and a hint of restraint.
Ye Ran spoke in a low voice, with a hint of playfulness in his words: "Miss, by coming so close, aren't you afraid that I might be a wolf?"
Ni Chang lightly punched him with a hint of coquetry in her voice, " Ye Ran, you bad egg, how dare you tease me. Don't I just like leaning on you like this?"
A complex emotion flashed in Ye Ran's eyes. He understood that this kind of closeness, for him, was both enjoyment and torment. The man's instincts were stirred by her light touch, but his reason was like a strong fortress, firmly maintaining order in his heart. He took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and softly said, " Ni Chang, if you were my little bird, I would definitely be the gentlest wind in this sky."
Ni Chang's eyes flashed with mischief, she gently lifted her head and directed her clear, lake-like eyes at Ye Ran: "Then I will be at ease being your little bird, unafraid even when the wind blows."
At this moment, the atmosphere between the two was both warm and subtle, like the light willow catkins of early spring, delicate yet full of tender spring feelings. In Ye Ran's heart, there was a fullness of love and protectiveness towards this delicate yet resolute woman, while Ni Chang found an unprecedented sense of security and reliance in his strong embrace.
He lowered his head and gently kissed Ni Chang's forehead, tenderly saying, "Ni Chang, you are so lovable, I cannot resist you." His voice was deep and soft, revealing endless emotions.
Ni Chang lifted her head, smiled charmingly, and her eyes sparkled with a lively radiance. "Ran, I like leaning on your chest like this, it feels so safe," her voice was pleasant and melodious, like wind chimes in the spring.
Ye Ran's arms tightly wrapped around Ni Chang, but his heart was struggling and enduring. He couldn't afford to make any inappropriate moves towards Ni Chang. He deeply loved this delicate and pure woman, and he was unwilling to let her suffer any harm.
Ni Chang seemed to sense Ye Ran's struggle, and she softly said, "Ran, what are you thinking? Your embrace is my favorite place." Her eyes were full of tenderness, as if they could melt the hardest heart.
Ye Ran sighed softly and said, " Ni Chang, I just wonder if I can make you happy. My past, my identity..." His words were filled with helplessness and self-blame.
Ni Chang shook her head gently and said firmly, "Ran, you have already given me a lot of happiness. Being with you, I feel a happiness like never before. Your past and identity are not important to me."
Ye Ran gazed deeply at Ni Chang, his eyes filled with affection: "Ni Chang, I am willing to spend every dawn and dusk with you." His lips drew close to Ni Chang's ear as he whispered, "I will spend my whole life proving my love for you."
Ni Chang smiled, her smile as radiant as a spring day, bright and charming. Her face drew near to Ye Ran, her eyes sparkling with a unique light, as if holding a thousand words, yet only shining for Ye Ran. Her delicate fingers gently touched Ye Ran's cheek, as if composing a love song meant only for the two of them.
Ye Ran seemed to have turned into a gentle wisp of smoke at this moment. His eyes revealed complexity, a mix of surprise, confusion, and deep admiration.
Ni Chang leaned in slightly, and her delicate lips slowly kissed Ye Ran's. This kiss was tender and affectionate, filled with wordless love. Her lips were gentle yet passionate, as if conveying all her love to Ye Ran.
Ye Ran's body stiffened, then he slowly responded to the kiss. His arms gently wrapped around Ni Chang's waist, pulling her closer. His kiss, at first gentle, gradually became passionate and tender. His tongue lightly entered Ni Chang's mouth, entwining with hers, as if exchanging their feelings without words.
Ni Chang's body trembled slightly, feeling Ye Ran's passion. She gently responded to the kiss, her hands tightly gripping Ye Ran's collar, as if trying to lock him tightly in her heart.
Ye Ran took a deep breath and parted his lips from Ni Chang, his low voice tinged with hoarseness: "Miss, you make it hard for me to control myself, you know?"
Ni Chang blushed and replied: "As long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of anything."
The two locked eyes once again, their hearts connecting through their gaze. In that moment, their hearts were tightly intertwined, as if they would never be separated again.
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