Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen

  That night, Qishu tossed and turned, unable to sleep all night. It seemed that habit was indeed a terrible thing; without the familiar warmth of her body by his side, he felt out of place no matter how he lay.

  The next morning, Qi Shu Fan came downstairs with a tired face and found Yu Cai drinking a glass of milk at the table, her eyes red and swollen from crying.

  "Xiao Cai, didn't sleep well last night?" Qi Shu Fan would absolutely not admit that he was gloating.

  "Don't talk to me!"

  "What's wrong?" Qi Shu Fan sat down beside her, stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, just like countless nights before, a sense of satisfaction that was hard to put into words immediately spread throughout her entire body.

  Unfortunately, someone's satisfaction didn't last long, as Yucai classmate immediately pushed him away, with a stern expression, "We had a fight yesterday, we're in a cold war now, stay away from me!"

  "Then I'll apologize now, can we just drop it and be fine?"

  "No way!"

  "What will it take for you to forgive and forget?"

  Yu Cai stood up straight, "I don't care if you're willing to admit it or not, I will never marry A Shi and become your half-daughter. One day, I'll marry someone else and leave you forever."

  Qishu Fan's heart ached, and he found it hard to speak. "Xiao Cai, let him go..."

  "I know he's great, but he's your son. To fall in love with the father first and then marry the son isn't something everyone has the courage of Wu Zetian to do!"

  Yu Cai's words ruthlessly tore open the scar, revealing the bloody truth: first loving his father and then marrying his son, indeed not something an ordinary person can do...

  Qishu Fan and Yu Cai really had a cold war, um, it can't be counted as a cold war, but Yu Cai changed his daily routine.

  Going to bed early at night won't run into Qi Shu Fan, and getting up in the morning will be delayed until after Qi Shu Fan leaves for work. Anyway, she is an hour later than him to go to work.

  It suddenly dawned on me that two people living in the same house could also go without seeing each other every day, and drift apart, it can be so simple and quick.

  Now, he quietly looked at the sweet girl sleeping on the bed with a rabbit in her arms, thinking of her lovely and mischievous appearance, her whole-hearted dependence on him, her tearful face saying she didn't deserve to love him, her tightly embracing him with an unguarded heart...

  As we grow up, should we be far apart?

  The girl on the bed suddenly moved, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, her hands clutching the rabbit in her arms, her lips trembling. But she couldn't make a sound. Qi Shu Fan was startled, his body reacting before his brain did, and he instinctively pulled her into his arms, one hand gently stroking her back. The girl's rapid breathing gradually slowed down. Qi Shu Fan looked at the dark circles under her eyes, reached out to turn off the bedside lamp that had been on all night, and thought to himself: Why can't she be softer, more gentle, like Yunyun? It would be so much better...

  The girl in his arms hummed and turned over, naturally wrapping her arms around his waist, rubbing her face against him. Such intimacy... It couldn't happen again in the future, even if she really married Xi Zhi as he wished. Qi Shu Fan thought of Qi Xi Zhi's mother, a gentle and obedient woman who seemed to be gentle and obedient until the end, but became foolish and ignorant in his eyes. He thought of the many women he had been with, most of whom were gentle and obedient, or at least pretended to be in front of him. He didn't have much true feelings for them, just needs, so he didn't want to get along with himself, find a thorn to give himself trouble. But now, he seemed to have found the biggest thorn, and he was surprisingly willing...

  The next day, Qi Shu Fan had just opened his eyes to see Yu Cai's complex expression staring at him. Seeing that he was awake, she immediately pushed him away and got up, speaking coldly, "Qi Shu Fan, I need time to face and overcome my fears myself. Excessive pampering is poisonous."

  Qishu Fan's face lit up with a smile, he wanted to pamper her and hold her in the palm of his hand, but she always struggled to break free from his protection.

  I'm on holiday today.

  Yu Cai paused for a moment, "I have an appointment with Fei Yuanfan".

  "Pushed."

  "What right?"

  Qī shū fán jiāng tā lā dào zì jǐ huái lǐ, shēn shǒu qù mō tā cāng bái de liǎn, yù cǎi hěn mìng zhēng zhá, "nǐ fàng kāi wǒ, fàng kāi"

  ！”

  Qī shū fán wēi wēi yī xiào, fǔ shēn wěn shàng tā lǎo lǎo bù xiū de shuāng chún, shǒu fù shàng tā dèng dà de shuāng yǎn, shé tou huǎn màn ér zhěi xǐ zhe nà duì zǒng shì shǎo sān fēn xuè sè de yīng chún, jí qiè bù shī wēn róu de tàn suǒ zhe zì jǐ xiǎng wàng de qīn mì.

  After a long time, Chi Shu slowly parted from the lips that had become bright and dripping with dew, gently looking at Yu Cai's face which was flushed red. The girl's eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes trembling violently, her chest heaving irregularly, and her arms wrapped around his waist tightened again and again.

  "Is this enough?"

  The body in his arms trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but curve up the corners of his mouth, holding her tightly. "Xiao Cai, I want you to be with me for a lifetime."

  The whispers of prayer dissipated like mist into the clear morning of early winter, yet deeply imprinted on Yuxi's heart...

  What is a woman in love like? Is her face rosier? Are her eyes brighter? Is her smile sweeter?

  Yu Cai couldn't see the change in herself, but the people around her were all keenly aware of it. Zhang Xiao patted his own younger cousin's shoulder sympathetically, "Ah Xun, you might as well resign yourself to it, that girl is clearly smitten, and love has begun to blossom within her."

  Jian Xun muttered to himself, "She still won't tell you?"

  "That girl is just a clam that can't be pried open, but who is so important in such an obvious matter?"

  "I don't believe it! I'm going to find out —"

  Zhang Xiao interrupted him, "Alright, stop being narcissistic. If I had to say, just based on your attitude towards your ex-girlfriend, you're not worthy of Ah Cai."

  "That was in the past, this time I'm serious!"

  Zhang Xiao pouted, "When have you ever been serious?"

  Jian Xun was speechless, and unwilling to counterattack. "Don't talk about me, what about you? You're going to be twenty-nine soon, are you really prepared to become a Saint Fighter?"

  Zhang Xiao sighed and said, "Yes, are you really prepared to become a Saint Fighter?"

  ps：

  Zhuzhu has something to say: Amitabha, my family's Lolita has finally achieved her goal...