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Standing in the Underground Palace, Ouyang Zixin was lost in thought and completely unaware of the person approaching her. She was still immersed in the memories and images that had flooded her mind, unable to pull herself away. There was no way to process these memories; they had come too suddenly, and their sadness left her with a suffocating feeling.
When Yun Tianmo saw Ouyang Zixin standing there from a distance, he thought he was seeing things. However, when he reached out with his consciousness and confirmed that it was real, he couldn't help but quicken his pace. He never expected that Ouyang Zixin would wake up. Unable to contain his excitement, he rushed over and tightly embraced her, wishing he could merge her into himself.
"Little Woman, you finally woke up..." Yun Tianmo's voice trembled with emotion. The usually calm and composed man never imagined he would feel this way for someone else, but remembering that the person in his arms was Ouyang Zixin made him feel at ease. This Little Woman was born to break all his principles and habits, so what did it matter if he was excited for her?
"Yun... Tianmo." Ouyang Zixin's voice was slightly hoarse, still carrying a hint of nasal congestion. This warm embrace she had longed for while unconscious felt so comforting. Yet now, she couldn't help but feel sorrow again because she found herself overlapping his figure with that of the lonely man from her memories. If they were the same person, then she felt pain for him; if they were not, then she wept for herself...
"Why are you crying?" Yun Tianmo had not had the chance to carefully examine Ouyang Zixin before. Hearing something off in her voice, he quickly pulled her out of his embrace and looked down at her. Her eyes were red, and her little nose twitched as tears streamed down her face. "Don't cry; tell me what happened?"
How could she look like this right after waking up?
"Is it Nangong Tuo?" Yun Tianmo's expression darkened. If there was anyone left who could have caused trouble, it had to be Nangong Tuo. Could it be that guy had done something again?
Damn! He shouldn't have left that guy alone; he was indeed a troublemaker.
Yun Tianmo grabbed Ouyang Zixin's hand and started to head back, regardless of what Nangong Tuo had done. Anyone who dared to make Ouyang Zixin cry like this would not escape easily. It seemed the last lesson hadn't been enough; this time, he would make sure Nangong Tuo would never dare to provoke his Little Woman again.
However, Ouyang Zixin did not move behind him. She stood quietly in place, holding onto his hand. This time, she clearly saw his back. So close that her hand was intertwined with his...
"You're not... him." Through his silhouette, Ouyang Zixin seemed to see the man from her memories standing in mid-air. He had destroyed a city in anger. Yet there was no bloodthirsty aura about him; instead, there was only lingering sadness. In front of her stood Yun Tianmo; although their backs were so similar—almost identical—he lacked that loneliness and sorrow.
How wonderful; she was so relieved that he wasn't him.
"What did you say? Not what?" Yun Tianmo turned to look at her, instantly losing all anger as his heart softened. He unconsciously relaxed his grip on her hand and gently caressed her face, wiping away the fresh tears that had fallen. Seeing her so upset pained him deeply, but he didn't know why and felt helpless to comfort her.
"Ah, what am I going to do with you?" The joy of their reunion had completely vanished, leaving only helplessness and heartache behind.
Ouyang Zixin buried her head deep in his embrace again, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist. This feeling was so solid, so much better than the ethereal memories she had. At this moment, she just wanted to quietly hold him, listen to the heartbeat that was so close, feel his breath nearby, and enjoy his warm body temperature.
"Don't ask me what's wrong, and don't ask me why. Just hold me like this and don't say anything," Ouyang Zixin's soft voice came muffled from his chest, accompanied by sobs.
Time flowed quietly like this. Yun Tianmo held Ouyang Zixin with one arm while gently stroking her back with the other, calming her down. If this tranquility were not marred by tears and sadness, he would be more than happy to enjoy it like this...
"Little Woman."
"Mm?"
"Is my shirt soaked through?"
"Mm."
"Are you feeling better?"
"No."
"Do you want to drink some water and keep crying?"
"…"
Ouyang Zixin shyly lifted her head from Yun Tianmo's embrace. Her face was slightly flushed from being buried in his chest for too long, making her look like a ripe peach, which made Yun Tianmo unable to resist wanting to take a bite. And that was exactly what he did; he had wanted to do it since he first saw her, but her tears had held him back.
Now that her clothes were wet from crying, and since this was his last clean outfit, he figured he should at least get some interest back. So, without any hesitation, he kissed her...
"Mm..." After crying for a while, Ouyang Zixin's nose was already stuffed up. Now that Yun Tianmo sealed her lips with his own, it didn't take long for her to have difficulty breathing. She felt almost limp, weakly patting his back with her hands.
The kiss was deep and flavorful, but it left Yun Tianmo somewhat dissatisfied.
"Salty," Yun Tianmo pouted, finally releasing Ouyang Zixin before she fainted.
Ouyang Zixin's lips were freed, and she quickly gasped for air, her rising chest drawing attention. For a moment, this successfully made Yun Tianmo avert his gaze, turning his head stiffly to look elsewhere.
"Pervert!" Ouyang Zixin accused indignantly. "You forcefully kissed me, and now you complain?"
Successfully diverting her attention, Yun Tianmo felt a slight relief in his heart. Even seeing her angry was more comfortable than seeing her cry; it made her seem much more lively.
"The irresponsible ones are the real perverts." The meaning was clear; Yun Tianmo would not be that irresponsible person, so he did not consider himself a pervert.
After exchanging a few words back and forth, Ouyang Zixin's emotions calmed down a bit. However, seeing her current state was not the right time to discuss this matter, so Yun Tianmo briefly explained the situation regarding the handprints found in the Underground Palace.
"So now we just need one more?" Ouyang Zixin calculated the handprints Yun Tianmo had found. If she remembered correctly, they were only missing the Human Escape Seal. "When will they be back?"
Yun Tianmo hadn't found it here; perhaps others could find it. Ouyang Zixin wasn't worried; if necessary, they could search for a few more days.
"It should be soon," Yun Tianmo replied simply. If those two returned without finding it either, then there would only be one possibility left: he had destroyed one of the handprints. But how could he bring that up? He had already seen how sad she was; if she found out that the handprints couldn't be completed, she might end up crying again. (To be continued.)
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