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Su Mu sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Lin Yuwei.

Her face gradually regained color from its deathly paleness, and her breathing became steady instead of rapid.

The wounds were healing, the bleeding was stopping, and her body temperature was rising. But the vital energy within her was still there... not weakened, but stronger. Like a suppressed flame, it burned within her, seeping out from every pore.

Su Mu felt as if he were sitting next to a furnace; it wasn't his body that was hot, but rather the burning desire that was scorching his reason.

His golden blood surged within him, and a golden halo rose from the surface of his skin, only to be suppressed by him, then rose again, only to be suppressed again.

Like a ball being repeatedly pushed underwater, each push requires more force, and each rise is more violent. That's not desire, it's instinct.

Like a wild beast encountering a rare treasure, a primal, irrational craving where the body reacts before the brain. His body was telling him, "That thing is there, go eat it, go eat it."

Su Mu took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He counted, from one to one hundred, and from one hundred back to one.

Thinking about other things, about the brown bear in the zoo, about the revolver in the secret realm, about Bai Liuxi's invisible aura.

You can think about anything, just don't think about her.

He stood up, ready to leave.

He can't stay here any longer.

He didn't know what he might do if he stayed any longer. He stood up, about to leave.

A hand grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Su Mu's body suddenly stiffened.

The hand reached out from the direction of the bed, with slender fingers, distinct knuckles, and neatly trimmed nails.

She gripped his clothes, not tightly, but steadily, like a drowning person grabbing onto the last piece of driftwood.

Su Mu turned his head. Lin Yuwei's eyes were half-open, her pupils unfocused, her gaze not landing on anything.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't utter a single word. She didn't seem fully awake, but her hands were clenched tightly.

Su Mu was pulled back by her.

It wasn't his own choice; it was that aura... the energy within Lin Yuwei's body was drawing him in.

His body was more honest than his brain; his legs took the first step, his waist bent down on its own, and his hands reached out on their own.

He drew closer and closer to her, close enough to see the curve of her eyelashes, close enough to feel the warmth of her breath. The scent grew stronger, so strong that his reason felt like a rope stretched to its limit, ready to snap at any moment.

Lin Yuwei pressed her body against hers.

It wasn't a hug, but an instinctive search for warmth, for energy, for something that could calm the raging energy within her.

Her body temperature was burning hot, like a piece of red-hot iron, pressed against Su Mu's chest.

That aura seeped from her pores, seeped into his, and mingled with his golden blood. Su Mu could feel her heartbeat, fast and erratic, like a little bird trapped in a cage.

An unnatural blush rose to her face, spreading from her cheeks to her ears, and from her ears to her neck. It wasn't shyness; it was the energy within her body at work.

The undigested energy surged through her veins, pushing her body temperature to a dangerous critical point and burning her reason into mush.

Su Mu cursed inwardly.

isn't it?

What kind of plot twist is this?

He'd read countless novels; this plot was all too familiar to him... a lone man and woman, alone in a room, one severely injured, the other affected by some force, and then...

When he watched it, he thought the plot was melodramatic, but now that it's his turn, all he can say is... can't you do it another way?

He wanted to push her away.

His hand rested on her shoulder, ready to exert force... his strength was enough to gently push her back onto the bed without hurting her.

But his body did not obey his command. His fingers slid down her shoulder, down her arm, down her wrist, and grasped her hand.

To make matters worse, his body was responding.

The golden bloodline was boiling within his body, not in a suppressed way, not in a way that would surface from time to time and then be suppressed again, but in a true, complete, and unreserved outburst.

A golden halo emanated from his skin, not a thin layer, but like flames, enveloping his entire body.

Lin Yuwei's hand slid from the hem of his clothes to his chest, from his chest to his abdomen, and from his abdomen... downwards. Downwards.

Su Mu felt like he was about to stop breathing.

Her hand stopped there.

Su Mu felt his mind go blank; all his reason shattered like a dam breached by a flood.

He gave up resisting; resistance was futile.

That longing didn't come from the brain, but from every cell, from the depths of the bone marrow, from the very bottom of the genes, from the very core of the golden bloodline he had just acquired.

His body was telling him that this was the only way out, the only way to keep her alive, the only way to calm down that rampaging energy.

A golden halo emanated from Su Mu's body, enveloping the two of them like a tide.

The undigested energy within Lin Yuwei seemed to find an outlet, surging out of her body and merging with Su Mu's golden aura. It wasn't a conflict, nor a repulsion, but a fusion.

Like two rivers converging, like two flames merging, like two puzzle pieces finally finding each other.

Two streams of energy circulate between the two people.

It flowed from Su Mu's body into Lin Yuwei's body, and then flowed back from Lin Yuwei's body into Su Mu's body.

With each cycle, the energy becomes purer, gentler, and more profound.

Su Mu felt his body being reshaped... not the pain of muscle tearing and rebuilding as before, but a more delicate transformation that penetrated into every cell and every gene.

His bones were slightly itchy, as if something was growing deep within his marrow; his blood was slightly hot, as if it were being ignited by something; his skin was slightly tight, as if something was flowing beneath his skin.

Lin Yuwei was also changing. Her body temperature changed from burning hot to warm, and then to normal.

The unnatural flush on her face faded, replaced by a healthy, radiant glow. Her breathing changed from rapid to steady, and from steady to long and even.

Her furrowed brows relaxed, as if she were having a wonderful dream.

Su Mu didn't know how much time had passed.

It could be a few minutes, or it could be a few hours.