Ultimate: Fishing Through the Heavens, Starting with Five Enlightenment Templates

"Forcing them now will only backfire."

These words were like timely rain, calming Xiong Ge's anxious heart a little.

Yes, there's still plenty of time, no need to rush. Now is not the time to force compensation on us.

In the future, she can subtly make amends to Han.

Xiong Ge glanced gratefully at Lan Tianyu, who nodded slightly to her.

She stood up, mustered her strength, and hurriedly began to gather the shopping bags scattered on the floor.

She picked out several well-packaged fruit platters and placed them on the coffee table in front of Han, trying to make her tone sound natural and relaxed:

"Wow, I bought so much fresh fruit today! There are strawberries, mangoes, and durians..."

"Eat some if you like, it'll calm your nerves and is good for your health."

Han looked at the fruit pushed in front of her, pursed her lips, and had a complicated expression in her eyes.

But he remained motionless, clearly harboring strong resistance and unwilling to accept this gesture of goodwill.

Seeing this, Lan Tianyu sighed silently.

He stepped forward and casually unwrapped all the fruit boxes, his gaze sweeping over the box of golden durian.

Thinking back to last time, Han seemed to have a special fondness for it.

He picked up a clean toothpick, pierced a piece of plump, soft durian flesh, and naturally offered it to Han's lips, his voice gentle:

"It's cold, but try a little bit."

"Brother Xiong meant well and prepared this especially for you."

Even if you're angry, don't take it hard on your body.

Han slowly raised her head, her gaze falling on Lan Tianyu's face, which was very close to hers.

There was no coercion in his deep eyes, only gentle understanding and a little encouragement.

Those icy eyes melted unconsciously, a barely perceptible soft light flickering within them.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally parted her red lips slightly.

Using Lan Tianyu's hand, she gently bit into the durian and slowly ate it.

The movements were a bit stiff, but I eventually accepted it.

The sweet and soft texture melts in your mouth, seemingly smoothing out the wrinkles in your heart.

Xiong Ge watched this scene, and a slight thought crossed his mind.

Han clearly has a special trust and affection for Lan Tianyu.

Perhaps we could let him act as a mediator and mediate between Han and Xia Mei, which might ease the tension between them.

Thinking about how Lan Tianyu helped the Xia family resolve several crises, Xiong Ge felt that this young man was simply their family's lucky star.

"Han, eat more. I'll go cook. Let's have a good meal tonight."

Xiong Ge felt much better, a genuine smile appeared on his face, and he picked up the remaining shopping bags to head to the kitchen.

"Brother Xiong, wait a minute!"

Xia Yu's expression suddenly changed drastically. He rushed forward and snatched all the shopping bags from Xiong Ge's hands.

"Brother Xiong, you've been working hard all day and you've been frightened. Go and rest. I'll cook dinner."

He doesn't want to see culinary disasters become a thing of the past.

Especially when everyone is feeling heavy-hearted.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Xiaoyu."

Xiong Ge thought about it and surprisingly didn't insist.

She sat back down on the single sofa next to Han and tried to chat with him.

Han just stared silently out the window, occasionally humming in agreement, but was unwilling to talk much.

Helpless, Xiong Ge turned to Lan Tianyu and chatted with him about everyday things.

Xia Tian and Xia Mei sat in the corner of the sofa like two children who had done something wrong, remaining silent the entire time.

The atmosphere in the living room was still somewhat delicate, but it had eased considerably compared to before.

An hour later.

Dinner was served smoothly thanks to Xia Yu's efficient handling.

The food smelled delicious and looked quite appealing.

The atmosphere remained somewhat somber.

Han didn't have a big appetite because Lan Tianyu had fed her a lot of fruit before, and she only ate a little bit.

Then she put down her chopsticks, said softly, "I'm full," and turned to go upstairs.

Lan Tianyu seemed to enjoy the meal; Xia Yu's cooking skills were indeed commendable.

After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he got up and went upstairs to the second floor.

···Requesting flowers···· ·····

As soon as I stepped onto the second-floor corridor, I saw a slender figure standing quietly by the window at the end.

Han, dressed in thin pajamas, stood with her back to him, her head tilted slightly back, gazing motionlessly at the deep night sky outside the window.

The cool moonlight shone through the window and fell on her, outlining her thin and somewhat lonely figure.

An intense, overwhelming sense of loneliness and solitude silently permeated her surroundings, almost blending into the night outside the window.

Lan Tianyu felt a slight stirring in his heart; that sense of loneliness resonated with him.

He tiptoed to Han's side.

Leaning against the window, we gazed together at the star-studded night sky outside.

Neither of them spoke; only the faint sound of the night wind rustling through the window could be heard.

.. . ...

After a while, Han noticed Lan Tianyu's approach and turned her head slightly to glance at him.

The cool moonlight shone on her face, revealing a hint of confusion and vulnerability.

Han suddenly spoke in a low voice, so soft it was as if she were asking herself, or perhaps asking Lan Tianyu.

"Am I being too harsh? Xiong Ge is actually quite good to me, but I just can't forgive Xia Mei."

Lan Tianyu shook his head, his gaze still fixed on the distant stars, his voice calm and resolute:

"No, you're not mean at all."

"If it were me, and I had experienced the kind of pain you went through..."

He paused, his tone tinged with coldness.

"Perhaps I will do something even more extreme than you."

"Han, you're not being harsh, you're just too kind."

"You were so kind that even after experiencing such harm, you didn't choose to leave immediately, or even seek real revenge."

"You need to change this habit from now on."

"Otherwise, you'll always be the one who suffers."

"Kind……"

Han murmured the word repeatedly, as if it were the first time she had heard someone describe her in this way.

A sudden surge of inexplicable bittersweet emotions rushed to the tip of my nose, and my eyes instantly welled up with tears.

For a long time, she had been used to being alone and to using coldness to arm and protect herself.

This was the first time someone had told her so bluntly that she was actually kind.

This feeling was both strange and wonderful, carrying a touching sense of being understood, which almost made her hold back her tears.

She quickly turned her face away and pressed her cherry lips tightly together.

[186] The Stoneheart Killer program has been activated!

Lan Tianyu looked at Han's slightly reddened eyes and her stubborn profile as she tried to hold back her tears, and a thought struck him.

He deliberately stretched out an arm in a lighthearted, teasing tone, with a hint of joking.

"Hey, hey, you look like you're about to cry?"

"Want to lean on someone for support? It's free."

He had expected Han to refuse him with a cold face as usual, or at least glare at him.

However, Han was at a vulnerable moment when her emotions were fluctuating wildly.

Lan Tianyu's gentle words and outstretched arm were like an invitation to a safe harbor.

In her impulsiveness, she barely thought; her body reacted before her consciousness could.

She gently rested her head on Lan Tianyu's outstretched arm.

"what?"

Lan Tianyu's body froze instantly.

He was just joking.

Why did this little girl take "213" so seriously?

The weight on his arm and the faint fragrance from the girl's hair caused his mind to go blank for a moment.

But looking at Han nestled in his arms, her eyes slightly closed, he saw the vulnerability and dependence revealed after shedding all her cold pretense.

There are some things I just can't bring myself to say.

What you say is like water spilled; you can't take it back.

If I take it back now, wouldn't I look tasteless and hurtful?

Lan Tianyu had no choice but to grit his teeth and maintain this awkward and ambiguous posture.

His body was as stiff as a sculpture, and he even unconsciously slowed down his breathing.

The moonlight, like water, flowed gently over the two of them, outlining their silhouettes as they nestled together by the window.

The girl tilted her head slightly, leaning against the arm of the person next to her, her eyes closed, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes, letting down all her guard.

The man was tall but slightly stiff, his profile was clearly defined in the moonlight, and his eyes held a hint of helplessness.

Outside the window is a dazzling starry sky, inside is a tranquil silhouette.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, as beautiful as a meticulously painted picture.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

"Da da da……"

Clear footsteps came from the stairwell, approaching from afar and breaking through the gentle veil.

Han trembled violently, like a startled fawn.

She instantly detached herself from that feeling of dependence.

He didn't even glance at Lan Tianyu, nor did he utter a single word.

Almost reflexively, he stood up, strode into the rehearsal room next door, and closed the door.

The movements were executed in one fluid motion, yet clearly showed signs of panic.

Lan Tianyu's outstretched arm remained frozen in mid-air, the touch of the girl's hair and a faint fragrance still lingering in the crook of his arm.

Looking at the closed door of the training room, Lan Tianyu touched his nose and smiled helplessly.

Then, in a flash, he teleported back to his room.

After changing my clothes and taking a hot shower, I sat cross-legged on the bed.