Douluo Continent: Getting Stronger After Heartbreak

Chapter 24 I Only Date You

On her way back to her residence, Ning Rongrong became increasingly worried.

"Qin Jian, the Crown Prince and Princess have grown up in the palace, so they've already learned a lot of etiquette. What if we lose?" she said, tugging at Qin Jian's finger.

Qin Jian, on the other hand, looked relaxed: "Don't worry, Rongrong. The final assessment after etiquette is supposed to be a performance, and we have six months to prepare!"

In addition, with his mind filled with music from his past life, he could easily crush these princes and princesses with just one of his choices.

"But they had that much time to prepare, and they could also hire help..."

Ning Rongrong tugged at Qin Jian's hand again, scolding, "Qin Jian, do you also want to be with the princess?"

"Fool!"

Qin Jian tapped her smooth forehead in an annoyed tone: "We both possess the Tear of the Ocean. As long as it exists, it means we are still connected."

"That's true... but what if we really lose?" Ning Rongrong was still worried.

"This kind of bet was just a joke. Why would anyone else take a child's bet seriously? Probably only you and Xueke would take it seriously... It's even strange that the Crown Prince would get involved..."

Qin Jian casually said, "Even if we lose, you only promised to let me go, but it didn't say whether I could refuse..."

"Wow, Qin Jian, you're so shameless..."

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened, but she quickly smiled brightly again: "But I like it, hehe..."

"Rongrong, when will you stop calling me Qin Jian?"

Qin Jian suddenly grabbed her small hand, their fingers intertwined: "Don't you think it's too awkward?"

"what?"

Ning Rongrong blinked and asked, "Then what should I call you?"

"Hmm..."

Qin Jian rubbed his chin, also feeling a bit of a headache: "That's the downside of two-character names; they're especially difficult to pronounce..."

Ning Rongrong's eyes darted around, and she suddenly said, "Qin Jian, I know what to call you now."

"Hmm? What should I call you?"

Qin Jian was both curious and expectant.

"Hehe, I'm not telling you!"

Ning Rongrong, with her hands behind her back, suddenly skipped and hopped to the front.

"Not going to tell me? So you're not planning to call me?"

Qin Jian said speechlessly, "What's the point of knowing this?"

"Rongrong will call you when you help Rongrong win the etiquette graduation performance!" Ning Rongrong turned around and said sweetly.

"Well, you've learned to whet people's appetites now. Tell me quickly, what is it?!"

Qin Jian rushed forward and was about to knock her on the head.

"Hehehe, you can't hit me, you can't hit me!"

But Ning Rongrong was prepared and managed to dodge it, running away as fast as she could.

"Ning Rongrong, don't run away!"

"Come and chase me, hehehe..."

"..."

Inside the palace, when attendants occasionally witnessed this scene, they would all smile knowingly.

The love of youth is pure and innocent, and that is most enviable.

"I originally thought that after Ning Rongrong came to her senses, she would become a little suspicious of Qin Jian after this bet. Even if she didn't, it would still plant a seed..."

Xue Qinghe emerged from the shadows, muttering softly, "I didn't expect this wouldn't affect their relationship at all. How did they cultivate such trust?"

She shook her head and said, "Forget it, they're just two kids. Even if it doesn't work out this time, there will always be other opportunities..."

"On the contrary, I'm finding myself increasingly unwilling to scheme against Qin Jian. What's causing this inexplicable attraction I feel for him..."

She rubbed her temples, looking distressed: "There's absolutely no fluctuation of soul power. I wasn't hit by a soul skill..."

"Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue, could it be that you really do have feelings for a young man?"

"But... he's really good-looking..."

"..."

Inside the room, on the large bed.

Ning Rongrong lay down next to Qin Jian, pouting and scolding, "Qin Jian, you went too far! I've always said you shouldn't hit a girl there..."

"But this is the only way I treat you," Qin Jian said with a low laugh.

Ning Rongrong blushed slightly, then made a face: "Oh well, I'm ignoring you."

She sat up, her back to him.

Qin Jian smiled and simply pulled her close from behind, making her lean against him. "Alright, let's think about what to do for our graduation performance, okay?"

Her long, beautiful hair had a delicate fragrance, which made Qin Jian unable to resist taking a gentle sniff, and his eyes closed comfortably.

Ning Rongrong leaned against Qin Jian, placing her entire body weight on him, feeling the warmth of being protected, and involuntarily began to feel a little dizzy again.

"Graduation...performance...Rongrong doesn't know anything...Rongrong will listen to you..." she mumbled in a daze.

Qin Jian chuckled to himself, then began to ponder.

There are many options, but few are suitable.

Thinking of the stories he had been telling Ning Rongrong, he remembered a TV series he had watched in his previous life.

Although the plot was adapted so badly that it was unbearable to watch, the few songs that played were quite nice.

Time and ink, thoughts of parting, a ballad in blue...

Which one should I choose?

"Qin Jian... Qin Jian..."

Just then, Ning Rongrong's murmur came from his chest, interrupting Qin Jian's thoughts.

He looked down and was speechless.

Because this little girl actually fell asleep with her head on his pillow, and even called his name in her dream. Couldn't she have used a more affectionate term of endearment?

"What a...little guy..."

Qin Jian gently picked up her soft little body and slowly placed her on the bed, then gently covered her with a blanket.

"Qin Jian..."

A soft murmur arose, and Qin Jian immediately looked down. He saw Ning Rongrong holding his left hand with both hands. She was clearly not awake, but her voice was filled with endless affection: "Qin Jian..."

"I want to...be with you...ever..."

Qin Jian shuddered and felt a stinging sensation in his nose.

He slowly lowered his head and placed a kiss on Ning Rongrong's smooth forehead.

"One day, we'll be together forever, I promise!"

He spoke softly, with unwavering determination.

There was a surge of anger within me, a desire to tear apart this damned fate.

There's no transmigrator more miserable than him; he was reborn as a flower for 100,000 years right from the start, unable to die even if he wanted to...

Having finally become a million-year-old soul beast, it now faces the fate of being eaten...

He has taken human form, but he must experience heartbreak to become stronger, and he has to experience heartbreak nine times!

Furthermore, since his true form is a love flower, his nature is extremely passionate and devoted, so he doesn't even have the chance to be a scoundrel.

He suddenly envied Tang San. That was the standard setup for a transmigrator: a powerful father, an awesome mother, a strong sect, outstanding talent, the Tang Sect's legacy, dual martial souls, and a giant hammer that could smash the sky, the earth, and even the air...

"No matter what, at least I've had more relationships than him..."

Qin Jian gave a wry smile, slowly lowered his body, and crawled into the quilt.

He held Ning Rongrong's small body with his left arm and gently closed his eyes.

"If I could, I would only ever want to be in love with you for the rest of my life..."

(End of this chapter)