I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

As Gu Yan walked out of the small building, the night wind blew by, and he realized that his back was covered in cold sweat.

My shirt was soaked and clung to my body, feeling chilly, as if I had been pulled out of the water.

He let out a long breath; his legs were a little weak. The past hour had been more tiring than fighting a monster.

Shen Youwei's eyes, Shen Youyao's body, the clothes scattered on the ground, that damned coin.

Every image was like a nail driven into his mind, impossible to shake off.

He took a few steps and realized that Fu Wanqing hadn't followed, falling several meters behind.

He stopped and turned to look at her. Fu Wanqing was standing under the streetlight, her long pink hair slightly disheveled by the wind.

She dressed in a hurry, buttoned her shirt wrong, and the collar was crooked.

One side is higher than the other, revealing half of her fair collarbone and a small section of her shoulder.

The zipper of the skirt wasn't fully zipped up, revealing a patch of fair skin at the lower back.

One foot was wearing a shoe, while the other foot's shoe was only on the toes, with the heel still sticking out.

She looked like she had escaped from somewhere, both disheveled and adorable.

Gu Yan looked at her like this, her lips twitched, she wanted to laugh but held it back.

"Wanqing, your clothes aren't on properly. Fix them."

Fu Wanqing lowered her head, her long pink hair falling down to cover her face, making it impossible to see her expression.

Her fingers gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, her knuckles turning white, as if she were making some important decision.

After a few seconds of silence, she raised her head and looked at Gu Yan with her amber eyes.

There was an indescribable light within it, not shyness, not nervousness, but a firmness born from mustering courage.

"Gu Yan, could you... could you help me put something on?"

Her voice trembled slightly, but she spoke each word clearly, as if she had rehearsed it many times.

Gu Yan was stunned for a moment, then helped her put on something. What was it?

"What are you wearing?"

Fu Wanqing took out a small cloth bag from her pocket. It was handmade with very fine and dense stitches.

The cloth bag is light blue, with a small orchid embroidered on it. The petals are a little crooked, so it's obvious that it was embroidered by hand.

She opened the cloth bag and took out a red rope bracelet.

The bracelet is very thin, with a small white jade bead strung in the middle. The bead is not big, but it is very round.

Under the streetlights, it glows with a warm light, like a small drop of solidified milk, or a tiny star.

"This was made for me by the grandmother in the mountain village when I was a child. She said it would bring me peace and safety."

Her voice was soft, as if she were telling a long-ago story, with a hint of nostalgia in her tone.

"I wore it since I was a child, for many years. Later, when I came to the Fu family, I was afraid that people would see it and laugh at me, so I took it off."

"But I've always carried it with me, wherever I go, like a keepsake, a root."

She paused, a complex emotion flashing in her amber eyes.

"I grew up in a mountain village where people are very conservative and have many rules."

"Girls shouldn't let others see their bodies casually, and they shouldn't talk to men casually."

"The rule there is that no one except the future husband can see those places that they shouldn't see."

Her face flushed slightly, but she didn't look away; her amber eyes remained fixed on Gu Yan.

"I was just... I was stripped down like that, you saw everything."

"Even though there were still underwear covering it, that's about it. I've seen everything I should and shouldn't have seen."

Her voice grew softer and softer, but she kept talking, as if she wanted to pour out all the things on her mind.

"I know this isn't your fault. It was my own fault for acting impulsively. Shen Youwei forced me to do it."

"But I can't get over that hurdle in my heart. I always feel... I always feel that since you saw it, things are different from before."

She took a deep breath, her chest heaving, and stared at Gu Yan with her amber eyes.

"Please put this bracelet on me, as compensation for what you saw."

She handed over the red string bracelet, her fingers trembling slightly, the jade beads gently clinking in her palm.

It makes a soft sound, like the wind blowing through a wind chime, or like the sound of a heartbeat.

Gu Yan looked at her, at her amber eyes, and at the blush that hadn't faded from her face.

Looking at the trembling in her fingers, looking at the fine hairs on her wrists.

He suddenly realized that this girl was really quite silly.

According to the book.

She was taken from the mountain village to the Fu family, thrown from one world to another.

The people around him changed from simple villagers to shrewd scions of wealthy families.

Their ways of speaking and doing things are completely different, even their rules for eating are different.

She tried hard to make herself look happy and to avoid being seen as unsophisticated.

But her roots are still in that small mountain village, her rules are still there, and her conservatism remains.

Those things are etched into her bones; she can't change them, and she doesn't want to.

Gu Yan didn't say anything, but reached out and took the red rope bracelet.

When my fingers touched her hand, her fingers recoiled as if they had been burned.

The red string was very thin, the jade beads were very smooth, and they felt cool to the touch.

He held the end of the rope, looked at Fu Wanqing, and spoke very softly.

"Hand out."

Fu Wanqing obediently stretched out her left hand, palm up, fingers slightly curled.

Her wrists were so thin that Gu Yan could easily grasp them with one hand, and her skin was so white that you could see the bluish veins underneath.

The skin on the inside of the wrist is whiter and thinner, like a layer of translucent paper.

Gu Yan wrapped the red rope bracelet around her wrist very gently and slowly.

As my fingers slid across her wrist, I could feel her pulse beating.

Very quickly, like a startled fawn running, or like the rapid beat of a drum.

The end of the rope needs to be threaded through the hole in the jade bead. The hole is very small and the end of the rope is very thin, so it is not easy to thread.

Gu Yan lowered her head, brought her wrist closer, and stared at the small hole.

His breath, warm and gentle, sprayed onto the skin inside her wrist.

Fu Wanqing's body trembled violently, as if she had been electrocuted, and her whole body tensed up.

She could feel Gu Yan's breath; it was warm and carried a faint medicinal scent.

Spraying it on the inside of her most sensitive wrist, again and again, gave her a feeling she had never experienced before.

It feels like a feather brushing against the skin, or like ants crawling in the veins.

Her breathing became rapid, her chest heaving violently, and her other hand clenched into a fist.

She bit her lip to keep herself from making a sound, but her eyes were already misty.

It's not that I want to cry, it's just that kind of physiological reaction that my body can't control.

Gu Yan adjusted the position of the rope on her wrist with her fingers.

My fingertips glided across her skin, sending a tingling sensation that traveled from her wrist all the way to her shoulder.

The sensation traveled from her shoulder all the way to the back of her head, making her scalp tingle.

Her heart was pounding like a drum, so fast she could hear it herself.

She had never been so close to a man before, never let a man touch her wrist.

But to be honest, Gu Yan was indeed the most handsome man she had seen since leaving her small mountain village.

And didn't I save her?