Oh no, the aloof school beauty has been reborn too!

After Shen Qingyi finished speaking, Lu Xing remained silent for a few seconds.

I love you.

Her words carried far more weight than he had imagined.

Shen Qingyi was still holding him, her face buried in his chest, as if she didn't want him to see her expression at that moment.

Her arms were tightly wrapped around his waist.

I'm afraid that if I let go, everything in front of me will disappear.

Lu Xing looked down at the girl in his arms and suddenly felt a little scared.

I'm afraid the person in front of me isn't real.

Perhaps she is some kind of deity who descended to earth to undergo tribulation, or perhaps a demon immortal who secretly came to the human world to fulfill her obsession.

The task progress bar is now full. She'll say "I love you" and then disappear tomorrow.

This kind of development is not uncommon in novels.

Lu Xing didn't want to encounter it, not at all.

Shen Qingyi noticed that his body stiffened for a moment.

She slowly raised her head.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Xing snapped out of his daze and immediately shook his head.

"no."

Shen Qingyi looked at him.

There was still a hint of redness at the corner of her eyes, but the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

"Then why are you frowning?"

Lu Xing: "..."

How can you see that?

They really are gods...

Lu Xing remained silent for two seconds, then decided to test the waters.

He asked in a low voice:

"Shen Qingyi".

"Um?"

"You wouldn't... suddenly disappear one day, would you?"

Shen Qingyi was taken aback.

She never expected Lu Xing to ask such a question.

"disappear?"

"Um."

Lu Xing tried his best to make his tone sound natural:

"It's like... one day, I suddenly can't find you."

"She doesn't reply to WeChat messages, and I can't get through on the phone."

"Nobody at school knows where you went."

As he said this, his voice gradually lowered:

"...as if it had never existed."

Shen Qingyi looked at Lu Xing.

She was initially a little confused, but her eyes softened when she heard the last sentence.

Lu Xing is not the kind of person who easily gets caught up in gains and losses.

But he wasn't a boy who felt secure either.

Shen Qingyi suddenly raised her hand.

Before Lu Xing could react, his slender fingers had already flicked his forehead.

"Smack."

Lu Xing raised his hand to cover his forehead, looking somewhat aggrieved:

What are you doing?

Shen Qingyi looked at him, and a smile reappeared in her eyes.

"What strange things are you thinking about all day?"

Lu Xing was somewhat embarrassed:

"I... I was just asking casually."

"You can't ask questions like that, even if it's just a casual question."

Shen Qingyi gave a soft hum.

She took a half step forward and took his hand again.

"Land journey".

"Um?"

"As long as you still like me."

Shen Qingyi raised her head and stared at him intently:

"I will definitely not leave you."

She spoke slowly, each word clear and distinct.

"I promise, I swear, I pledge."

Lu Xing looked at the girl, his eyes showing no evasion or hesitation.

Only a gentle seriousness that almost overwhelms you.

The weight that had been pressing on the boy's heart finally began to ease, little by little.

"real?"

"Really?"

Shen Qingyi blinked and added:

"But the condition is that you have to keep liking me."

Lu Xing was silent for a second, then he gripped Shen Qingyi's hand tightly.

"That's definitely not a problem."

He didn't hesitate at all when he said those words.

Just kidding, such a beautiful girlfriend, gentle and caring, and often playful and funny...

Lu Xing must be out of his mind to dislike her.

Shen Qingyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she suddenly felt a little like hugging him again.

But I just hugged him, so it seems a bit too forward to pounce on him now.

So she held back, only tightening her grip on her fingers a little more.

Lu Xing felt the movement of her fingertips, and his heart felt much more at ease.

Just a few seconds later, he began his second round of probing.

Lu Xing coughed lightly:

"Well... can I ask you one more question?"

Shen Qingyi looked up.

"What?"

Lu Xing considered his words carefully and asked curiously:

"Do you know any amazing little magic tricks?"

Shen Qingyi: "?"

Lu Xing raised his other hand and gestured.

"For example, suddenly, something appears out of nowhere."

Shen Qingyi: "..."

She blinked.

This time, she was truly stunned.

"What is it?"

"It's that kind of..."

Lu Xing tried his best to describe it.

With a flick of his wrist, a flower appeared.

"To exaggerate even further, like a hidden universe within a sleeve?"

As Shen Qingyi listened, the expression on her face became increasingly subtle.

She stared at Lu Xing for a few seconds.

Then he asked:

"Are you out of your mind?"

Lu Xing: "..."

Shen Qingyi glanced at his forehead again.

"I didn't flick it hard just now."

Lu Xing was starting to lose his composure; if he kept asking, he'd really be considered crazy.

No, no.

"I just want to get to know you."

Shen Qingyi looked at him suspiciously:

"Do you understand me... why would you ask such a question?"

Lu Xing forced himself to remain calm and said:

"Isn't there a party going on next door?"

"It made me think... people always have some special skills, right?"

"For example, some people can sing, some can dance, and some can do magic tricks."

"So I'm just asking out of curiosity."

Shen Qingyi couldn't help but laugh as she watched him spout nonsense with a straight face.

"That's a pity."

She shrugged.

"I can't conjure things up in a flash, nor can I hide things in my sleeves."

Looking at Shen Qingyi, Lu Xing realized that his question just now was indeed very silly.

But it wasn't entirely without gains; at least Shen Qingyi denied it quite naturally.

Of course, there is another possibility...

She cannot reveal her true identity!

Beings like gods and demons certainly have their own rules and cannot reveal their identities to mortals at will.

If you let it slip, you might get struck by lightning or lose all your magical powers.

Lu Xing thought about it more and more and it made more sense.

So even if she could conjure something up in a flash, she could only pretend she couldn't.

As for the promise I just made...

Gods and monsters...shouldn't they be the most particular about keeping their promises?

If you don't comply, you might face retribution and punishment.

That's how it's written in novels anyway; as the saying goes, art imitates life.

Yes, that makes sense.

Shen Qingyi looked at him and suddenly saw a knowing expression on his face, which made her even more puzzled:

"What are you thinking about now?"

Lu Xing immediately came to his senses.

"It's nothing."

Shen Qingyi clearly didn't believe it.

Lu Xing did not dwell on this topic.

He took her hand and glanced ahead.

"Let's walk a little further."

Shen Qingyi was led a few steps by him, and she was somewhat puzzled:

"Go further?"

"Um."

After thinking about it, Lu Xing decided to be honest.

"There should be more things my friend arranged ahead."

Shen Qingyi's eyes lit up slightly.

"What arrangements?"

Lu Xing remained silent for a moment.

He doesn't know either...

Lin Yuanzhou wanted to maintain an air of mystery, so he spoke in a very ambiguous way.

Lu Xing had absolutely no idea what the venue should look like.

He shook his head.

"My friend said it was also a surprise for me, but didn't tell me what it was."

"I see~"

The two continued walking along the path.

Shen Qingyi walked beside Lu Xing, occasionally glancing at their clasped hands.

They're together again.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingyi's lips unconsciously curved into a smile.

Lu Xing turned his head and saw her smile, which made him relax a bit as well.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm so happy!"

"Because of the confession?"

Shen Qingyi looked at him, her eyebrows curving into a smile.

"Yes, that's right."

She spoke frankly, but Lu Xing himself felt his ears burning.

Lu Xing suppressed the restlessness in his heart and continued forward with the girl.

After rounding a thicket of bushes, the view ahead suddenly opened up.

It was a small grove of trees, not very big, and probably not many people came here usually.

But at this moment, thin strips of light are hanging between the trees.

The warm yellow lights hung down the branches, like a small patch of starlight hidden in the forest.

Several portable tables and small chairs were placed in the open space in the middle, and a small camping lamp was also placed on the table.

A black guitar case leans quietly against a tree trunk not far away.

Quiet, bright, yet with a touch of solemnity.

Shen Qingyi stopped in her tracks.

She raised her hand to cover her mouth, her eyes showing obvious surprise.

"This is……"

Lu Xing was stunned for two seconds, but when he saw the guitar case, he instantly understood—

This is the venue arranged by Lin Yuanzhou.

He took a deep breath and led Shen Qingyi into the light.

The grass underfoot had been cleared beforehand; there were no loose stones or standing water.

The portable chair was placed in a position where it could see the entire area of ​​light.

Lu Xing pulled out one of the small chairs.

"Shall we sit down for a while?"

Shen Qingyi glanced at him and obediently sat down.

She sat under the lamplight, her hands on her knees, looking up at the small lights around her.

The warm light fell on her hair and shoulders, making her look soft and clean.

Lu Xing stood in front of her, his gaze slowly calming down.

Since we've been given a second chance, let's not leave any regrets.

He walked to the tree trunk, bent down, and picked up the guitar case.

The sound of the zipper being pulled open was exceptionally clear in the quiet woods.

Inside is a folk guitar, which doesn't look particularly expensive, but it's well-maintained.

The strings were newly replaced, and there was a tuner stuffed next to them.

Shen Qingyi sat in the chair, looking at him with bright eyes.

"Would you like to play the guitar?"

"Um."

Lu Xing took the guitar out of his bag and carefully held it in his arms.

This move is not unfamiliar, but it cannot be described as being practiced.

He studied guitar for a period of time during junior high school.

Perhaps he has some musical talent; he learns quite quickly.

But then the guitar got smashed...

I haven't touched it since.

Lu Xing pressed a string, and felt a slight stinging sensation on his fingertips.

Yes, the calluses on my fingers are long gone.

He lowered his head and tuned the strings twice, then looked up at Shen Qingyi.

"The original plan was to bring you here first, play a song for you, and then confess my feelings."

He paused for a moment after saying this.

"However... the plan has obviously deviated somewhat."

A sly glint flashed in Shen Qingyi's eyes:

Did I mess it up?

Lu Xing looked at her and smiled:

What do you think?

Shen Qingyi gently turned her head, feigning innocence:

"Well, there's nothing I can do about that."

"Who told you to be so obvious the whole way?"

Lu Xing: "..."

Blame me?

He lowered his head and plucked a string; the sound was somewhat diffuse.

Lu Xing coughed softly.

"In short, there were some minor issues with the process."

"But I'll still play the song for you; it can't be missing."

Shen Qingyi sat up straighter.

"OK."

Looking at her serious expression, Lu Xing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"But let me state first that I haven't played the guitar for many years."

"If it breaks later, please try not to laugh at me."

Shen Qingyi looked at him, her eyes full of bright smiles.

"Won't."

"real?"

Really?

Shen Qingyi looked at him, her hands supporting her chin.

I want to hear it.

Her voice softened.

"I definitely won't laugh at you."

Lu Xing's heart, which had just calmed down, suddenly started beating faster again.

He looked down at the guitar in his arms, his fingers lightly resting on the strings.

It was very quiet around us; the noise from the distant party had faded to almost inaudible.

The only sounds in the grove were the wind and the soft rustling of the lamplight strips...

And there was Shen Qingyi's quiet gaze as she looked at him.

Lu Xing closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, the tension in them had been suppressed.

He pressed down on the chord with his left hand.

The right hand falls.

The first string of notes gently rose in the night.

Shen Qingyi's smiling eyes suddenly stopped.