Sniff, sniff.
In the forest, in the small wooden cabin.
Just as Wang Zhong watched Qian Renxue walk into the forest, and he ran back to his apartment.
Qian Renxue, who had just pushed open the door of the wooden cabin, stood at the entrance, carefully sniffing the air inside. After sniffing for a while and confirming there was no strange odor, she slowly stepped into the cabin.
At a glance, the furnishings were simple: a small bed, a small table, a small stool, and some basic daily necessities. Apart from these, there was nothing else.
"Hmm, not bad. A young boy's room, and it's so tidy."
Her gaze swept across the room, and a look of satisfaction appeared on Qian Renxue's small face.
The reason she didn't chase after him just now wasn't because she had run away secretly, as Wang Zhong might have imagined, fearing being caught. The true reason was the existence of this small wooden cabin before her.
Regardless of the reason, since Wang Zhong had built a decent little house here, it meant he would come here often.
Instead of expending energy in a thankless chase, it was better to wait here. He was bound to return anyway, wasn't he?
"Wang Zhong, don't let me catch you, or I'll make you pay!"
Standing inside the room, Qian Renxue clenched her small fists, a fierce expression on her cute little face, both adorable and menacing.
She moved a stool to the doorway, sat on it, sat up straight, crossed her arms, and stared fixedly at the forest outside.
She believed Wang Zhong would return soon.
However, things seemed to be developing in a direction contrary to her expectations.
An hour passed.
Qian Renxue's confident gaze turned to one of doubt.
"Why hasn't he returned yet? Did he go to deal with something else?"
Another hour passed.
Her straight back had begun to curve. Although her arms were still crossed, the expression in her eyes was clearly lacking confidence.
"This guy, he won't really not come back, will he?"
She had a bad feeling, but after another glance at the wooden cabin behind her, her confidence grew somewhat.
"No, he will definitely come back."
Another hour passed.
Qian Renxue sat on the small stool, her legs together, her arms resting on her knees, her small hands propping up her cheeks, looking extremely bored.
Her petite body swayed back and forth, and her golden, waist-length hair moved with her body, catching the sunlight and creating waves of gold.
Her slender eyebrows furrowed, Qian Renxue's thin lips were tightly pressed together. Her gaze towards the forest was filled with confusion, and even a hint of anticipation.
At this moment, she desperately wanted to see Wang Zhong's figure in the next instant. This wasn't a strange feeling, but rather a stubborn desire to prove her judgment correct.
But three hours had passed, and Wang Zhong still hadn't returned. Qian Renxue's heart was already filled with a bad feeling.
She realized her judgment had been flawed. However, being strong-willed and persistent, she was unwilling to give up just yet.
"My judgment should be correct, Wang Zhong will definitely return here."
"But that guy must have also figured out that I would be waiting for him here, so he definitely won't come back for a while."
"He will come here stealthily, to see if I'm still here. Only when I'm gone will he truly return."
With her pearly white, tiny teeth tightly clenched, Qian Renxue angrily articulated her guess.
She watched the sun gradually setting in the sky, let out a cold snort, spread her wings, and flew away. However, she returned within a quarter of an hour.
Entering the small wooden cabin, she took out the food she had prepared from her soul tool and placed it on the table, eating gracefully.
"Wang Zhong, you think I'll just stay here for a few days, but you'd never guess that I've decided to live here!"
"I refuse to believe I can't catch you!"
"Heh heh!"
Under the candlelight, Qian Renxue, while chewing her food, chuckled with immense joy. She was already looking forward to witnessing Wang Zhong's surprised and fearful expression.
After finishing dinner and clearing the dishes, Qian Renxue looked at the small bed and the quilt on it, feeling perplexed.
She had only managed to prepare food when she went out. She had forgotten about bedding and other items. And it was already very late. Most teachers and students at the academy were already asleep, so she couldn't find anyone to ask for help.
The Angel loved cleanliness, and so did she.
The thought of sharing a quilt with someone else was difficult for her to accept, especially a male.
With hesitation on her small face, Qian Renxue bent slightly, her delicate nose twitching, as she carefully sniffed the quilt for any strange odor.
But to her surprise, there was none!
She leaned closer, and Qian Renxue meticulously searched the bed and quilt for any stains. To her even greater surprise, there were none.
She was astonished. Could a young boy be this clean!
She found it hard to believe, preferring to think that no one had slept on this bed since it was placed there. Otherwise, she couldn't explain why the bed was so exceptionally clean.
But the truth was, it was precisely because Wang Zhong was almost pathologically clean.
Although this cleanliness was limited to his home, the fact that Wang Zhong was clean and tidy was undeniable.
Wang Zhong could train himself until he was covered in sweat and in a sorry state outside. He could also get covered in dirt and mud outside, but whenever he returned home, he would always clean himself up thoroughly.
He would not bring the dirt and dust from outside into this warm place he called home. This was his sanctuary because his most cherished family and friends lived here, and he would not allow anything else to trample or pollute this place.
Taking off her shoes, Qian Renxue quietly climbed onto the bed. She lay down carefully on her back. Because the bed was entirely made of wood, even with a layer of thick-looking cotton padding, she still felt a slight hardness.
Burying her face in the pillow, she inhaled a scent of cleanliness and freshness. This scent was pure, like a quality that was independent of the world, untainted by any earthly dust.
This sensation mesmerized Qian Renxue. She had experienced this quality before, or rather, she possessed it herself.
The quality she had experienced was different from this one. That was a free, gentle, firm, and passionate existence. And the person who possessed this quality was none other than her grandfather, Qian Daoliu.
As for possessing it herself, it was because of her Angel martial soul. When her Angel martial soul was activated, the aura and sensation that enveloped her body was just like this.
Although the manifestations of their qualities differed, the pure essence within was exactly the same.
With a deep yawn, Qian Renxue pulled up the quilt, buried herself in the covers, and fell into a deep sleep.
She slept soundly and comfortably. She hadn't experienced such a peaceful sleep in a long time.