When Lin Muci woke up, she found herself lying on her own large bed.
The little system dared not make a sound—
Lin Muci lay on the bed, taking a very, very long time to fully digest the plot. The little system thought Lin Muci would need a lot longer to recover from her emotions, after all, the host had also—
It could be considered a recovery of memory.
This was clearly her first mission world, the beginning of her relationship with the yandere demon Ling Qianhe, but because her memory had been extracted before, she had forgotten.
She forgot how crazy and how broken a demon lord had been trying to find her.
She forgot her past with Ling Qianhe.
What a difficult villain to conquer.
He clearly turned malevolent and collapsed because he lost her, this yandere cub like a wild dog!
What it didn't expect was for Lin Muci to stand up and immediately walk out.
“Host, where are you going?” Dafeng Novel Network
Lin Muci answered without a hint of hesitation.
“To find Ling Qianhe.”
…
When Ling Qianhe heard the doorbell ring, he opened the door, only to feel a figure exuding a faint fragrance rush directly into his arms. He lowered his head dazedly to look at the girl's face, and saw a beautiful face with red-rimmed eyes.
Her eyes were filled with an emotion so profound it was almost impossible to dissolve.
Then she reached out and hugged Ling Qianhe fiercely.
“I’m back.”
“Ling Qianhe.”
He was slightly stunned, clearly not understanding why the girl was like this. He was a little confused, but he reached out and slowly stroked the top of her head. She looked up, her eyes gradually rippling with heartbreaking vulnerability.
She reached out and hugged him.
She leaned close to his ear and asked him in a low voice.
“Does it hurt?”
Ling Qianhe reached out and gently rubbed her face. Her cheeks were hot, as if she was trapped in some nightmare, but what had scared his precious Xiao Ci?
A hint of gloom flickered in the young man's pupils. He was about to check the people around Lin Muci, and Lin Muci's ambiguous question of "Does it hurt?" also made him somewhat confused.
He pursed his lips, his voice very light.
“It doesn’t hurt.”
“I’m fine, I’m not injured anywhere.”
But the girl’s palm slowly touched the position of his chest. Her eyes were still red, and her fingertips rubbed his chest bit by bit. Her voice was so soft it could almost melt someone.
She asked him.
“Does it really not hurt?”
Her eyes were full of heartache and pity.
“It must have hurt a lot.”
“No one will bear the pain for you anymore—”
As soon as the end of her sentence fell, Ling Qianhe's fingers immediately pressed on her wrist. A hint of shock flickered in the depths of his eyes. A moment later, the young man asked her in a deep voice.
“Have you remembered?”
Lin Muci was just probing.
She hadn’t expected him to remember.
She stared at Ling Qianhe with wide eyes, a myriad of surprise, shock, and awe flashing through her eyes in an instant. Then a very deep bitterness appeared at the corner of her lips.
She gave a wry smile and said.
“So you remember everything?”
Ling Qianhe reached out and hugged her back.
“I only remembered not too long ago either.”
His fingertips slowly brushed across the back of her hand, and then instantly grasped her wrist. Lin Muci heard Ling Qianhe say.
“Don’t worry about me.”
He shook his head, pursed his lips, and his voice instantly became gentle.
“It doesn’t hurt.”
At least at that moment, it didn’t hurt as much as facing the prospect of losing her forever. Back then, when he was still a demon lord in that world, she sacrificed herself to cleanse the demonic energy in the world, and he promised her not to become a demon, and to restore peace to the human world.
All the malevolence in heaven and earth poured into his body, but he couldn't care about anything else. His heart had only one thought, which was—
To find her.
No matter the cost, no matter how long it took to search, no matter how many places he had to go, no matter what pain he had to endure, he was willing.
In this world, there would be no greater pain than losing her.
And now.
His beloved Xiao Ci sister was right in front of him.
Her eyes were red, but he clearly wished for her to remember everything, to remember the past, yet he also felt heartbroken that she might be hurt. He couldn't help but reach out and slowly caress her cheek, his voice as gentle as a feather, softly brushing against a fragile heart.
“Don’t worry about me—I’m fine. As long as you’re by my side, I don’t care about the past.”
“I only want you.”
The young man's direct and burning words were enough to make her tremble all over. She raised her head, her fair face cupped by him, and then he placed a kiss as thin as cicada wings. He kissed her with seriousness and meticulousness, like vast white snow, suddenly brushed by the spring breeze, blooming one by one pure white flowers.
His kiss was so serious and pure.
He leaned close to her ear and said.
“After all, for all eternity, you can’t leave me.”
“And I will never let you leave me again.”
He had already found a way to keep her by his side forever.
And Lin Muci looked at him in confusion, her eyes still red at the corners.
He then leaned down and slowly kissed away the tear stains at the corners of her eyes.
His lips, soft and waxy, kissed her lips. She trembled all over, yet felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
More moving than any kiss before.
The young man before her.
Was her Qianhe brother.
He was also the demon lord Ling Qianhe who had followed her, and he had paid a heavy price.
Just to find her and hold her in his arms. He seemed to sigh softly, and then immediately picked her up.
Lin Muci was tightly embraced by Ling Qianhe, and she was carefully held in his palm.
She was already delicate, and his hand was so strong. She was like a sparrow in his palm, held gently by him as he walked upstairs step by step—Lin Muci's heart raced instantly, and she looked at his eyes in confusion.
He then leaned down and kissed her lips again, gently.
“Good girl.”
The room was filled with passion, a spring scene.
When the light of dawn broke, she was submerged in a gentle lake—
Qianhe is indeed Qianhe.
He would never let her go, but she could do nothing about him. Although he was careful, his emotions were indeed a little out of control. His fingers traced over her body, and she could feel his slight pain. His handsome and indifferent face, however, showed a deep affection that made one fall deeply.
“Forever…”
“Don’t leave.”
He couldn’t bear to lose her again.
She looked into the man’s deep eyes, and the whole world seemed to turn into a kaleidoscope, and she was deeply immersed in his eyes. His meticulous kisses left marks on her body that belonged only to him.
It was as if only the two of them existed in the world.
The person before her brought her pain, and also brought her joy.
He was Ling Qianhe, who belonged only to her.
He came for her.
He was steadfast.
For all eternity, he yearned for her tenderness.
…
Lin Muci was woken up the next day by a call from her agent, Ye Tongtong. She was groggy, exhausted from the night's exertions, feeling as if she had been crushed.
Her agent's voice seemed to come from very, very far away.
She finally managed to concentrate, and then heard her agent say.
“Xiao Ci, you said you wanted to take on a TV drama, have you seen the script? What do you think?”
“Also, why did you suddenly go silent last night? Where are you now? I'll come pick you up. Don't you have work today?”
Lin Muci rubbed her temples, her head throbbing.
She still had work…
Damn it, she felt like she had been away from modern times for too long, and she couldn't quite return to the world of a big star. Her mind was still filled with the tangled grievances and affections between Si Muci, the daughter of the Demon Emperor, and the demon lord Ling Qianhe.
Now that her agent was suddenly talking about work, she felt a slight sense of disorientation. However, Lin Muci quickly controlled her emotions.
She said.
“What work is there today?”
Her agent then told her it was attending an event, but Lin Muci lowered her head. Even with her own eyes, she could see the bruises and marks on her body. She gave a wry smile, then pursed her lips and said with great firmness.
“Can it be postponed?”
“Or compensation. I really can't show up today.”
Her agent paused slightly.
“You’re not available?”
Lin Muci hummed, her ears turning a little red.
“I’m… with Ling Qianhe. We had a bit of… intensity yesterday.”
Her agent was silent for a long time. After a long pause, the agent said in a rather strange tone.
“Okay, I understand.”
“In that case…”
Her agent paused for another three seconds.
“I’ll find Yang Weiyang to replace you.”
“Can you work tomorrow? Or do you want me to give you a long vacation? To prepare for… marriage, prepare for… getting pregnant?”
Lin Muci started coughing, almost choking herself.
“No—no need, I just need to recover, I can work normally tomorrow!”
“There’s no need to pity me so much!”
Her agent reminded her a couple more times and rushed off to find Yang Weiyang to save the situation. Ling Qianhe came in with a cup of water. He had clearly heard Lin Muci's conversation with her agent, and there was a knowing smile in his eyes!
“You’ve worked hard, Xiao Ci.”
“It was my fault. Xiao Ci can be angry if she wants.”
He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttering. His eyes were already beautiful, and this look of humble pleading for forgiveness was so beautiful it could pierce one's heart.
Even Lin Muci couldn't help but gasp, thinking to herself when Ling Qianhe learned to act so innocently.
It was simply—
It was simply a different kind of flavor, too tempting!
He handed the cup of water to Lin Muci. Lin Muci drank the water in small sips. He took out a tube of ointment, and then looked at her with a sincere and somewhat distressed expression.
“Do you need me to apply medicine for Sister Mu Ci?”
“I was too rough.”
“I’m worried it will swell.”
“I was very careful—but facing Sister Mu Ci…”
He smiled shyly.
Uttering words like a tiger's maw.
“I can’t help myself.”
Lin Muci almost gasped. When did Ling Qianhe learn to do this to her? Although he was acting innocently, on his face, this expression truly made people feel like their hearts would break.
Thinking of him using such a beautiful face to expressionlessly take out his own heart just to prove if she had truly shared half of his heart-extracting pain, Lin Muci’s mood was complicated.
She loved his possessiveness, yet she was also troubled by it.
She glanced at Ling Qianhe helplessly, and Ling Qianhe's fingers slowly pressed on her temples. His voice, however, was as gentle as water. She heard Ling Qianhe say.
“Where do you want to go today?”
Lin Muci said softly.
“I want to go home…”
She just wanted to digest all of this.
Moreover, she had a bolder idea in her heart.
What were the worlds she had conquered before?
Was Ling Qianhe in the memories that were extracted from her?
How many worlds had he followed her through!
These things were very important to her.
She wanted to know everything.
Although she felt that if she asked Ling Qianhe directly, he would tell her, she still planned to test the waters with her little system first.
Ling Qianhe nodded, clearly not refusing her request to go home. However, Ling Qianhe smiled and leaned close to Lin Muci, casually telling her a secret.
“Remember that child star Xia Zhiqian? The one who acted so well with you.”
“He is the main system.”
Lin Muci was stunned. The child star’s overly calm demeanor immediately flashed in her mind, as well as her own little system’s evasive words. She narrowed her eyes and said.
“It’s not strange.”
Ling Qianhe said. Dafeng Novel
“He still wants to negotiate with me, but I don’t intend to. This world has long since slipped out of his control—he can either leave or endure, there is no second choice.”
“I know that if you complete your mission, you will leave—but this time, you won't.”
Lin Muci looked at him, and an indescribable sense of emotion surged in her heart!
He knew everything…?
He knew about the main system.
So he also knew that it was all a mission back then?
What would he think?
Would he think that her kindness towards him stemmed from system missions? Would he think she was deceiving him?
It wasn't that Lin Muci was being overly worried. She was truly terrified by Ling Qianhe's malevolence. What if Qianhe thought she was just acting and could turn malevolent again at any moment?
But the person opposite him seemed to read her mind.
He sighed and slowly pulled her closer, kissing her lips deeply without hesitation. Her eyes widened, and that incredibly soft touch made her entire being feel dazed.
He said.
“Of course, I know about the main system.”
“But—if it weren’t for it, I wouldn’t have met you.”
“However—I will not let him manipulate you.”
Back then, when he had seen through the heavenly dao, understood the origin of heaven and earth, and gained the ability to trace back to other worlds, he knew clearly—Lin Muci had come to the world with a mission.
But the more this was the case, the more his heart ached.
Xiao Ci did not sincerely hurt him. She was helpless, but even so, she had to bear the pain for him.
If there was no love, why go through all this?
He would only cherish her more, to an unimaginable extent!