The silent night was filled with only one sound, and the tiny trembling sound overturned the loneliness of the girl.
She curled up close to the man who could bring her peace of mind, her knees resting lightly on Lu Shizhen's legs.
It was as if she had taken off all her disguises, revealing her fragile and soft self.
It was as if something cracked and made a shattering sound, and Lu Shizhen felt a sharp pain in his chest.
The heart that had been intact and had not been broken by bungee jumping, skiing and mountaineering, suddenly collapsed.
She seemed to see someone's longing for her.
As the main system stipulates, all the ups and downs have traces to follow.
If Xu Shiyue's almost paranoid possessiveness towards herself could be interpreted as "she hates me", then why did she tremble slightly in her subconscious after falling asleep
The questions from the past became even more unanswered, but that did not prevent Lu Shizhen from getting the answers.
She was cared for.
Not in a hateful way.
But to be loved.
Lu Shizhen didn't know whether he should attribute Xu Shiyue's almost paranoid possessiveness to love.
But there are many kinds of love.
Family, friendship, and...
love.
Lu Shizhen's eyes shook slightly, as if there was something that she dared not touch that caused ripples in her eyes.
She was held tightly in Xu Shiyue's arms. She slowly raised her hands, like a child who had just learned to walk, and carefully placed her hands on Xu Shiyue's body.
Then, he awkwardly hugged the person who kept approaching him into his arms.
As if lost and found again.
Everything is fine, even if it's not love.
As long as it’s different from the well-known “hate” in the original text, it’s fine.
Lu Shizhen knew better than anyone that the reason she pressed the man on the table at the food stall that day was not just because he wanted to humiliate Xu Shiyue.
There is also the expression of his vent about Xu Shiyue's "crushing his bones and scattering his ashes" as that person said.
That was the first time Lu Shizhen felt that people could really lose control because of a simple message from others.
Over the years, Lu Shizhen has traveled to many places and experienced the different customs and cultures of many places.
The bonfire in the grass field was blazing in the starry night. She wore local ethnic clothes and sang songs around the bonfire with the locals. The moon reflected in the wine bowl turned into "her" appearance.
There are many more like this.
Whether experiencing a thrilling event or feeling the warmth of a family, Lu Shizhen would at some point think about how "she" was doing.
Then he shook his head and laughed at his own wild thoughts in the wind blowing in his face.
We've only known each other for half a year, but it feels like a lifetime.
But in this new life that truly belonged to her, Lu Shizhen felt like something was missing.
The three words "Xu Shiyue" were thus turned into a simple metaphor by Lu Shizhen, and became the most obscure and unspeakable words in her heart.
Qiuqiu doesn’t know.
She never told anyone except the moon.
She also never thought that she would be able to meet Xu Shiyue again in this life.
Dead ashes that have not been completely extinguished often only need a spark to reignite.
The unexpressible things turned into the power of hugging, which brought the long-parted people together secretly.
Lu Shizhen kept her secret and held Xu Shiyue in her arms.
She missed Xu Shiyue just as Xu Shiyue missed her.
Just miss it. Just miss it.
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The clear morning sunshine carries a brand new flavor, illuminating the whole world with its brightness.
The cassia twigs swayed in the breeze, and the emerald green leaves leaned against each other layer by layer, stacked and rippling, full of vitality.
Lu Shizhen hadn't slept so well in a long time.
The gentle light shrouds the vague dream world hazily, and a faint fragrance lingers around.
This refreshing feeling at the beginning of a new day gives people an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
The girl's thick eyelashes trembled slightly in the light, and then slowly opened.
Lu Shizhen moved lazily in sleepiness and suddenly found that his hand was resting on something.
When he looked up again, he saw Xu Shiyue lying beside him, looking at him calmly.
The window glass decomposed the sunlight into a layer of bright illusion, which enveloped Xu Shiyue from behind.
The soft pillow supported the cold and pale little face, and the slight squeeze brought out a faint sense of flesh, adding a bit of softness to the coldness between her eyebrows.
In fact, this person's hair was not always so neat. The long black hair fell behind his ears and hung loosely on the sides of his face and neck, like a paintbrush, vaguely revealing his snow-white and moist skin.
She looked like she had just woken up, her disorderly laziness was full of charm.
"Good morning." Xu Shiyue rubbed her face gently into her hair, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and took the initiative to greet.
Lu Shizhen's voice rolled down unnaturally and she stuttered for no apparent reason: "Good morning, good morning, Ms. Xu... Ms. Xu."
As if she heard something she didn't want to hear, Xu Shiyue's smiling eyes changed slightly.
The spring breeze stirred the still sunlight, and a few sparrows perched on the cassia branches fluttered their wings and flew away.
Before Lu Shizhen could react, she saw Xu Shiyue's hand reaching out to her. His slender fingers landed precisely on her collar, but not so precisely touched her neck.
It was clearly a slight chill, but Lu Shizhen felt as if that small piece of skin was burned by something, and even his calm heartbeat suddenly changed its rhythm.
"You sleep in a bad posture and your clothes are wrinkled." Xu Shiyue said calmly, and her lowered fingers patiently helped Lu Shizhen straighten the uneven collar.
Somehow, Lu Shizhen didn't want to leave such an impression on Xu Shiyue, so she struggled and explained: "I'm not, it's actually like this..."
But before Lu Shizhen could finish his words, the person in his sight began to move slowly.
The long, messy black hair fell down as she moved, with a few strands hanging loosely on her shoulders.
The sunlight is much brighter than the moonlight. It flows freely on the silk, outlining the woman's beautiful figure without reservation, as if the entire bright spring light is draped over her body.
The snow is white and undulating, a scenery that cannot be seen by anyone.
Lu Shizhen's eyes were fixed on her, and her hand, which was originally on Xu Shiyue's waist, remained hanging there for a long time before she put it down.
No one can draw the human body vividly from the beginning; the foundation can only be laid through constant copying.
Lu Shizhen has copied hundreds of human bodies over the years, if not thousands. Logically, she should have no reaction to these things a long time ago, but why...
As Lu Shizhen was thinking this, a pair of long legs came into her sight.
Xu Shiyue came out of her cloakroom without changing her clothes, but took out a dress that didn't quite suit her style: "I just bought this dress last week, come down after you put it on."
The clothes hangers banged together with a crisp sound. Xu Shiyue put the clothes in her hand next to Lu Shizhen and turned to leave the room.
Maybe it was because of the kiss last night, but Lu Shizhen felt a little surprised that Xu Shiyue did nothing for her.
The bright sunlight swept away the darkness of the night, like a line separating last night from this morning.
Lu Shizhen touched the slightly cool material of the clothes in his hand and smelled the faint fragrance belonging to Xu Shiyue on it.
Everything seemed to have returned to its previous state, and Xu Shiyue was still the same Xu Shiyue.
Last night’s violent, paranoid, even morbid, seemed like a turbulent dream.
But Lu Shizhen didn't realize it.
She herself already had the scent of Xu Shiyue.
It was contracted by Xu Shiyue himself.
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Lu Shizhen had been used to wearing rough clothes over the years and hadn't worn such expensive and high-end clothes for a long time. She felt a little unfamiliar without anyone to help her.
Just when she had finally put on her skirt awkwardly, there was a knock on the door.
Lu Shizhen was particularly familiar with this knock on the door, and then the person she hadn't seen for five years appeared in front of her: "Hello, Miss Sixteen, Miss Xu asked me to come up to see if you have changed your clothes. Breakfast is ready. If you have changed your clothes, you can come down with me to eat."
For a moment, Lu Shizhen felt as if he was in another world.
Not only Yuanzi, but also everyone she left in this house was treated very well by Xu Shiyue.
She still remembered that when she first came to this world, Aunt Sun started talking to her without any sense of strangeness.
Now it seemed as if the past awkwardness had been made up. Aunt Sun just stood at the door, with a dignified posture, and between the lines there was the stern and distant feeling of a housekeeper.
Lu Shizhen was a little surprised that Xu Shiyue didn't tell Aunt Sun that she was "Lu Shizhen". But then she thought again, and felt that maybe even Xu Shiyue himself was not sure.
Aunt Sun's arrival seemed to confirm something from the side, making Lu Shizhen feel slightly relieved.
She nodded and said politely like a guest: "Okay, please lead the way."
Lu Shizhen still remembered Qiuqiu's instructions and warnings to her. She pretended that she didn't know this family and followed Aunt Sun downstairs.
Compared to the rough outline under last night's moonlight, the layout of the villa is clearer in the sunlight.
It also increasingly confirms the meaning of the phrase "everything remains the same as before".
The entire layout of this house is still the same as before I left, even the handrails I installed for Xu Shiyue are still there.
Bunches of bright red roses are placed in vases, the rich fragrance permeates the air in the sunlight, and dew is still dotted on the fresh petals.
Lu Shizhen was lost in thought and tried his best to remain a stranger as he followed Aunt Sun.
But as she followed, she found that Aunt Sun was leading her around the restaurant.
Lu Shizhen was a little surprised.
Aunt Sun seemed to have noticed the guest's strange behavior and turned around and said, "Over here, Miss Sixteen."
Lu Shizhen realized that he was almost exposed, and quickly came back to his senses and said, "Oh, this is so big, I am a little dazzled."
Aunt Sun nodded slightly when she heard this, and without saying a word, she took Lu Shizhen through the back door of the villa.
It seemed that the shuttle bus had been replaced. The body of the bus looked a little new, and the wind it brought was gentler and softer than in autumn.
The green of the young buds was monotonously crawling on the ground, and slowly burned out red along the line connecting the sky.
The rose garden that Lu Shizhen had seen so briefly before she came here was now full of roses.
The bright and intense red color surged and undulated in the spring breeze, and a figure could be seen vaguely sitting in the center of the sea of flowers.
The stacked white skirt is printed with indigo flowers, fluttering in the stacked red, delicate and beautiful, like a medieval oil painting.
Lu Shizhen paused for a moment, feeling that this place looked familiar.
The next second, my heartbeat became disordered.
Xu Shiyue was waiting for her at the place where they first met.
Lu Shizhen knew that Xu Shiyue would not know about this, so this kind of coincidence was what made people's heart beat faster.
It is as if the clock hand that has been constantly moving forward has been turned back to the starting point, and the force majeure of fate has a chance to take advantage.
The car stopped at the ridge of the field. Aunt Sun took the driver away, and in a blink of an eye, only Lu Shizhen and Xu Shiyue were left in the place.
The sunlight was scorching, and Xu Shiyue's gaze towards Lu Shizhen was particularly obvious.
The whole field was covered with roses, and the whole world seemed empty yet crowded.
Lu Shizhen walked over nervously, as if to ease her awkwardness, and said: "Have you been waiting for a long time? Sorry, I have never worn this kind of clothes, so I am not very good at wearing it..."
Maybe because he had wasted some time, Lu Shizhen's words were not very confident, and his voice became smaller and smaller.
Xu Shiyue sat on the chair, watching Lu Shizhen coming over with a smile in her eyes, and said in an ambiguous way: "I can see it."
This comment made Lu Shizhen feel a little embarrassed.
Before she could react, she was stopped by a strong force.
Xu Shiyue grabbed Lu Shizhen who was about to walk past her without saying a word, her palm feeling the same warmth and strength as last night.
The wind blew towards him with the scent of roses, pushing Xu Shiyue's fragrance directly into Lu Shizhen's nostrils.
Lu Shizhen was stunned for a moment, and watched with dull eyes as Xu Shiyue stood up in her sight.
I don't understand why, but I seem to realize something.
Like a cunning invader, Xu Shiyue once again cast Lu Shizhen under her shadow and continued to say what she had not finished just now: "You are indeed not suitable for such clothes."
The rustling sound of fabric rang in Zhen's ears, and a cool breeze blew across her neck.
Xu Shiyue flicked her fingers and easily unbuttoned her collar.
(End of this chapter)