Genshin Impact: One Hundred Confessions? Just a System Task

Shen He didn't answer, but continued what he was doing. His fingertips ran through the soft strands of hair, feeling the warmth of her body beneath them and the increasingly even and drawn-out breathing of Yi Chen.

Before long, Yi Chen's muttering stopped, replaced by the steady, peaceful breathing of someone who had fallen into a deep sleep.

He fell asleep right next to Shen He without any suspicion.

Shen He's movements gradually stopped.

She lowered her head and, using the faint moonlight filtering through the cracks in the stone door, quietly gazed at Yi Chen's unguarded sleeping face.

He seemed to be sleeping soundly, his lips slightly parted, looking even more docile and harmless than during the day.

An indescribable sense of tranquility and... longing quietly spread in Shen He's heart.

She hesitated for a moment, then slowly and quietly lay down next to Yichen.

The stone bed was not spacious, and the two initially maintained a polite distance between them.

But soon, Shen He discovered that simply lying side by side could not dispel the restless Gu Chen Qi within him that had begun to stir again due to Yi Chen's slumber, nor could it satisfy the inexplicable longing for that warmth that had arisen in his heart.

She lay quietly for a while, listening to the steady breathing of the person beside her.

Then, Shen He moved an inch closer to Yi Chen, extremely slowly and cautiously.

Yi Chen's warm body temperature became clearer, and the aura that calmed the murderous aura also intensified.

But she felt... it wasn't enough.

So, in the long silence, she moved closer again without making a sound.

again and again.

As if drawn by an invisible magnet, she kept closing the distance between them until her arm was almost touching Yi Chen's arm, until she could clearly feel the comforting warmth emanating from him.

Only when she was completely enveloped in that warm and reassuring aura did the restless murderous aura within her finally subside completely, like a tamed wild beast lying dormant.

Shen He let out a soft sigh of relief, his body, which had been slightly tense, finally relaxed completely.

She turned to face Yichen, looking at his sleeping silhouette at close range, feeling the warmth he radiated without reservation, and slowly closed her eyes.

The next morning, the unique, crisp air of Mount Aozang seeped into the cave through the cracks in the stone gate.

Shenhe's biological clock roused her precisely from a deep, dreamless slumber.

This was one of the few nights in years that she was completely undisturbed by the ominous aura of the Lonely Star, and she slept exceptionally soundly.

However, as she gradually regained consciousness, what she felt first was not the usual cold emptiness, but rather an unprecedented warmth and a feeling of being tightly enveloped.

She opened her eyes, somewhat confused.

The first thing that caught her eye was a soft expanse of black hair. Her gaze shifted slightly downwards, and she was shocked to discover...

She didn't know when it happened, but she found herself holding Yichen tightly in her arms!

Yi Chen's head was resting peacefully and unguarded on her soft, full breasts. His cheeks were flushed and there was even a suspicious trace of water at the corner of his mouth. He was obviously extremely comfortable and at ease.

Shen He's mind went blank for a moment, as if "buzzing" in his head.

Almost subconsciously, she raised her hand again and gently touched Yichen's soft hair, as if to confirm that this was not a dream.

However, just as her hand stroked his hair, her body clearly sensed that below her lower abdomen, a hot and hard object was pressing against her through the thin fabric.

Its presence was so strong, so unfamiliar, carrying an indescribable aggressiveness and masculinity.

Shen He's body stiffened abruptly!

She reached down, almost as if electrocuted, with an unprecedented panic—

When her fingertips actually touched that burning outline, she was completely stunned, as if she had touched something unbelievable and incomprehensible.

The next second, extreme embarrassment, panic, and a huge sense of guilt overwhelmed her like a tsunami!

Shen He jerked his hand back as if he had been burned, his heart pounding wildly in his chest, almost leaping out of his chest!

My cheeks, ears, and even the skin all over my body instantly became scalding hot, as if they were on fire!

I actually... ruined Yi Chen's reputation!!!

This thought overwhelmed Shen He's reason.

Looking at Yichen, who was still sleeping soundly and completely unaware of what was happening, she felt as if she were seeing an innocent boy whom she had defiled and destroyed.

Overwhelmed by immense guilt and self-reproach!

Shen He frantically and gently pushed Yi Chen away from him, letting him lie back on the pillow.

Throughout the process, her fingers trembled slightly, and she didn't even dare to look at that peaceful sleeping face for another second.

As soon as he gained his freedom, Shen He sprang up like a startled snow sparrow, even staggering a little as he rushed out of the cave!

The cold mountain wind blew in the early morning, but it did nothing to cool the burning sensation on her face.

Without even thinking twice, she instinctively summoned Xizai and, as if torturing herself, began to practice the most ferocious and physically demanding spear techniques on the open ground outside the cave!

Once! Twice! Three times! ...Ten times!

The gun whistled through the air, stirring up fallen leaves and dust. Every move was infused with all his might, as if he wanted to vent all the boiling shame, panic, and guilt within him!

Shen He only managed to stop after practicing the spear technique ten times, his breathing slightly disordered, and fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. The physical exhaustion slightly suppressed the turmoil in his heart, but the heavy sense of guilt remained undiminished.

She dragged her heavy steps back to the entrance of the cave.

Through the stone door, Shen He looked at Yi Chen, who was still fast asleep inside, and subconsciously covered his chest.

The pulse there was violent due to the intense exercise, and it tightened and throbbed with pain due to endless guilt.

I... I actually ruined my junior brother's innocence...

He was so naive, so trusting of me... and I...

Shen He stood at the entrance, overwhelmed by unprecedented chaos and self-reproach, almost too afraid to step into the cave again.

Chapter 50 Responsible

A moment later, Yi Chen on the stone bed let out a soft moan and slowly opened his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up, just in time to see Shen He standing by the bed. His posture was still upright, but his eyes were somewhat unfocused, as if he dared not look directly at him, and his hands were also somewhat unnaturally folded in front of him.

"Good morning, senior sister..."

Yi Chen yawned, his face still showing the languidness of someone who had just woken up.

Shen He trembled almost imperceptibly upon hearing his voice.

She took a deep breath, as if she had made a tremendous decision, and suddenly turned around to face Yi Chen, bowing her head deeply.

"Junior brother, last night... I lost my composure."

Yi Chen: "???"

He blinked blankly, completely bewildered as to why his senior sister had suddenly apologized so early in the morning.

Shen He kept his head down, his ears were red, and his face was full of self-reproach.

“I…I shouldn’t have…crossed the line and gotten so close to you…this was very inappropriate and against etiquette. I fear…I fear it has tarnished your reputation, Junior Brother. It is all my fault. Please punish me, Junior Brother.”

She spoke with extreme seriousness, as if she had committed some heinous crime, but she was vague and ashamed to talk about "how to get close" or "how to cross the line," and dared not mention the touch that had shaken her the most.

Yi Chen listened blankly, trying hard to recall what had happened last night.

He only remembered that his senior sister touched his head and it felt very comfortable, and then he fell asleep. It seemed like... it seemed like he slept very warmly and peacefully afterwards.

Could it be... that I was restless while I was asleep and stole my senior sister's blanket?

Or did you push your senior sister to the edge of the bed?

Even...like when he and Kaeya were sharing a tent in Mondstadt, he put his legs on Kaeya's body?

The thought that he might have been a restless sleeper and "bullied" his seemingly aloof senior sister made Yi Chen feel embarrassed.

"Oh! Senior sister, you mean this?!"

It's okay, it's okay! I must have been sleeping too restlessly and bumped into you, right?

Or did they take your spot?

I'm the one who should apologize!

I took advantage of you and made you lose sleep, didn't I?

"Senior sister, don't take it to heart. I'll be more careful from now on! I promise I'll sleep properly!"

He smiled brightly, his tone relaxed, not taking the matter to heart at all, but instead feeling that he had caused trouble for his senior sister.

Shen He was deeply shocked when she saw his magnanimous demeanor, where he seemed completely oblivious, even comforting her and taking all the blame upon himself.

He... he was completely unaware? He even thought that he had taken advantage of him?

How could he be so innocent, so kind?

Overwhelmed by immense emotion and an even heavier sense of responsibility, Shen He was submerged like a tidal wave.

Looking into Yichen's clear, innocent, and unclouded eyes, an unwavering and resolute thought took shape in her mind.

He was so good to her that she didn't even realize she had defiled him.

They're so kind that even when they've been "wronged," they comfort themselves instead.

That being the case...

Shen He suddenly raised his head, his face no longer showing panic and self-blame, but instead a kind of almost obsessive, resolute determination.

She gazed intently at Yichen, speaking each word carefully.

"No, the fault lies with me. Junior brother, there's no need to blame yourself."

"Since I have made this mistake, I will definitely... take full responsibility."

In his heart, Shen He made the most solemn vow to his own soul and to this world:

I, Shen He, hereby swear an oath.

In this life, I will definitely marry my junior brother Yichen properly and bring him home.

I will dedicate the rest of my life to protecting him and repaying this debt of innocence.

This heart and this will, witnessed by heaven and earth, will never change!

At this moment, she forgot all about spiritual cultivation, malevolent energy, and worldly etiquette.

All she knew was that she had "ruined" the best and most innocent junior brother in the world, so she had to use everything she had to make amends to him and protect him.

The best way is to make him your Daoist partner.

Yi Chen completely failed to grasp the weighty, terrifying meaning behind Shen He's words "take full responsibility." He only felt that his senior sister's expression had suddenly become very serious and earnest, as if she had made a tremendous decision.

He scratched his head and chuckled.

"Senior sister, you really don't need to be so serious... It's not a big deal... Okay, okay, let's go wash up first, and then find Master to start today's cultivation!"

As Yi Chen spoke, he jumped off the bed, full of energy as always, completely unaware that the icy beauty next to him had already quietly put "marrying him home" on the top priority.

Then, Yichen began to wash up. Halfway through, as he was groping for the towel next to him with his eyes closed, he suddenly felt a figure appear beside him.

Yi Chen turned his head in confusion, opening one eye that was still wet with water droplets to look at it.

Shen He had quietly appeared beside him without him noticing, holding his towel in his hand.

Yi Chen gave a mumbled call, somewhat confused.

Why did you take my towel?

Upon hearing his voice, Shen He seemed to receive some kind of command. Without saying a word, she stepped forward and, with the force and momentum of wiping armor, directly covered Yi Chen's face with the towel in her hand!

"Wait! Master—uh!"

Before Yi Chen could finish speaking, a towel was smeared all over his face!

Shen He's movements were extremely serious, and also extremely... fierce.

It was as if she wasn't wiping someone's face, but rather performing an important polishing operation, striving to clean every corner thoroughly and leave no water stains!

"Ah! Gently! Senior sister! It hurts! My skin is going to peel off! Ah!"

Caught off guard, Yi Chen was jostled about, his head bobbing back and forth in Shen He's hands like a roly-poly toy, only able to utter muffled screams and protests.

He felt as if the skin on his face was suffering an undeserved calamity.