You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

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Su Qinghe's eyelashes trembled, and her fingers reflexively clenched the bed sheet beneath her.

She was extremely nervous, so nervous that every pore on her body seemed to be screaming for her to run away.

But she didn't move.

Because she knew that the person opposite her, who was cautiously touching her, was even more nervous than she was.

In the complete darkness, Su Qinghe felt that her other senses were magnified many times over.

……

……

Su Qinghe sniffed, then reached out and groped in the darkness until she found his face.

Her fingertips traced a path up his chin, finally resting on his lips.

……

The moonlight moved silently across the floor.

The faint chirping of insects and the occasional sound of a car engine passing by downstairs could be heard from outside.

These sounds were shut out of the window, a world away from the two people in the bedroom.

Su Qinghe bit her lip, and physiological tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

She couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and her fingers unconsciously tightened, quickly leaving several marks on Jiang Che's back.

……

Su Qinghe buried her face in his shoulder.

Her arms were wrapped tightly around his back, as if she were holding a treasure she could never let go of again.

In the darkness, Su Qinghe felt that the huge, unfillable black hole in her heart was being filled little by little, slowly but steadily.

She finally got the bond she wanted.

The deepest, most profound, and irreplaceable bond.

I don't know if a long time had passed or just a short while.

Time seemed to lose its meaning in this room.

……

……

Jiang Che reached out and tucked her stray hairs behind her ear, then leaned down and kissed the top of her head.

Su Qinghe closed her eyes and after several seconds she let out a few muffled groans.

She snuggled closer to him, found a more comfortable position, and whispered in a voice only she could hear, "I'm so happy."

Jiang Che didn't say anything, but tightened his arms around her, pulling her even closer into his embrace.

Su Qinghe rubbed her face against his chest, listening to his heartbeat gradually calming down, one beat, two beats, three beats.

Each time, it felt like I was saying to her—

I am here.

I've always been here.

Moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and fell on their intertwined fingers.

Su Qinghe finally closed her eyes, completely satisfied.

……

The next day.

The morning sunlight, like a gentle hand, peeked in through the gap in the curtains that weren't fully closed, landing on the bed and casting a pale gold hue on the two people's intertwined fingers.

Su Qinghe was awakened by this beam of light.

Her consciousness drifted hazily between sleep and wakefulness for a while before she slowly opened her eyes.

What came into view was a face so close to my eyes.

The boy had his eyes closed, his breathing steady and long, and he was sleeping soundly.

The morning light shone on his profile, outlining his features with a soft golden edge.

He usually has a slightly roguish and lazy look in his eyes, but he becomes very well-behaved and quiet when he's asleep.

It looks like a large golden retriever.

Su Qinghe couldn't help but want to pat his head.

Su Qinghe stood there, turned to the side, staring at him for a very long time without moving.

She watched it for so long that she felt she could watch it for a whole day and night without getting tired of it.

Her gaze began at his brow bone and traced downwards little by little.

A high, straight nose, slightly pursed thin lips, and a sharply defined jawline...

Then, her gaze fell on a spot on the side of his neck.

There was a small, faint red mark there.

Su Qinghe was slightly stunned, and then the fragmented images from last night uncontrollably flashed through her mind, causing her cheeks to flush slightly.

She quickly looked away from the red mark, her heart pounding and her cheeks burning hotter.

But less than two seconds after she looked away, her gaze inexplicably drifted back.

The faint red mark remained quietly on Jiang Che's neck, proving that everything that happened last night was real, not a dream.

After staring at it for a while, Su Qinghe couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth slightly.

That's what she left behind.

It could only have been left by her.

The possessiveness hidden deep within the girl's heart was greatly satisfied.

She couldn't help but reach out her finger and carefully trace his brow bone.

The moment her fingertips lightly touched him, she also quietly held her breath, afraid that she might accidentally wake him up.

Her fingertips slid from his brow bone to the bridge of his nose, and then from the bridge of his nose all the way down to his lips.

It's soft.

Her finger lingered on his lips for a second, then quickly withdrew as if she had been electrocuted.

My heart is beating faster.

Su Qinghe, what are you doing...? She's still sleeping and you're already touching her...

But she just couldn't control herself.

Su Qinghe took a deep breath, finally gave up struggling, and gently pressed her face against Jiang Che's chest.

Bang, bang, bang—

Su Qinghe closed her eyes and listened quietly to the voice, feeling that at this moment she was probably the richest person in the world.

I don't want money, fame, luxury cars, or mansions.

All I need is this one heart that beats for her.

Just as Su Qinghe was immersed in this tranquility, thinking that she could secretly enjoy it for a little longer, she suddenly heard a low laugh.

Immediately afterwards, an arm wrapped around her from behind, pulling her even closer into its embrace.

"Have you seen enough?" Jiang Che asked her with a half-smile.

Su Qinghe's face immediately turned bright red.

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!

He is awake!

No, no, judging from what he said... he wasn't sleeping at all?!

In other words, those sneaky little actions she just did—touching his brow bone, his nose bridge, his mouth, and so on…

He discovered everything?!

Su Qinghe wished she could bury her head in the pillow and never come out again.

But she was already firmly held in Jiang Che's arms, with no room to struggle, let alone escape.

So all she could do was bury her face deeper into his chest, her muffled voice coming out from within.

"……No."

"Nothing much? Haven't you seen enough?"

"Mmm." Su Qinghe buried her face even deeper, then added softly, "I could never get enough of looking at you."