Couples

Hearing his answer, Gu Yanxi sniffled and smiled happily.

Then, she wrapped her arms around Chen Zixuan’s waist, stood on tiptoe, and buried her face deep in his chest.

Even though the boy’s build was slim, she could still clearly feel the defined lines of muscle beneath the fabric. This was the first time the two of them had been so close, completely different from the sense of emptiness before—she only felt a tangible sense of security within arm’s reach.

Chen Zixuan didn’t seem to expect Gu Yanxi to act so boldly. He caught his breath and his body suddenly went stiff.

His hands instinctively rose, intending to embrace the girl’s soft, slender shoulders. But remembering that this was her house entrance, and it would be awkward if Mother Gu saw them, his hands stopped halfway and he could only, little by little, put them back down.

“This is still at your front door… It’s a little inappropriate, isn’t it?”

Chen Zixuan murmured softly.

However, Gu Yanxi ignored him. She simply turned her head slightly, pressing her face against his chest, listening to the sudden quickening of his heartbeat and his gradually heavier breathing.

“What’s so wrong about it? I don’t care.”

For more than ten years, since he was born, Chen Zixuan had never even dated anyone, let alone experienced this kind of stimulation. He couldn’t help but react in certain areas.

Worried that his growing loss of control might make things awkward if the girl noticed, he was just about to push Gu Yanxi away when he heard her continue in an almost inaudible voice:

“Relax, my mom happened to go out today. She won’t be home all night.”

Her tone stretched out, becoming like a lazy little cat. Perhaps because absence makes the heart grow fonder, at this moment, Gu Yanxi’s voice was sickeningly sweet, just like a girlfriend who’d been in love for years, acting spoiled: “Hold me tight~”

Feeling the strange desire rapidly swelling in his mind, Chen Zixuan bit his lower lip hard to barely restrain himself, and managed to say with difficulty: “Then can we… go somewhere else?”

Yet when Gu Yanxi looked up to see Chen Zixuan’s extremely awkward expression, she couldn’t help laughing. The corners of her small mouth curved into an irresistibly tempting arc, the naughty smile of a kitten who had just succeeded in her prank.

“No way! If I let go, what if you run away again?”

Chen Zixuan was at a loss for words. He really didn’t know how to face Gu Yanxi next—just now, for a moment, he did have the thought of running away in his mind.

Then, Gu Yanxi snorted impatiently, “Hmph hmph, other people confess to me and I’m not even interested. What’s so hard about just hugging? Is it that hard for you?”

Indeed, as long as you were at the same school as Gu Yanxi, you’d know she had countless admirers—so many they could make a line around the track—and she had never accepted a single confession. This time, she took the initiative to confess herself, which really showed how much she was willing to risk.

Haaa, making the girl take the initiative—I really am not much of a man.

As Chen Zixuan let out a silent sigh in his heart, he suddenly realized that if you looked only at the outcome, and ignored the process, he really couldn’t consider himself much of a man at all.

Impulsively, he had accepted Gu Yanxi’s confession. As for what their relationship would become in the future, he had no idea—he could only take it step by step for now.

With both hands holding the girl tightly, Chen Zixuan said helplessly, “Alright, alright, I was wrong. Please, miss Gu, spare me; I haven’t even eaten anything today.”

It was summer, and the fabric of Gu Yanxi’s clothes was also very thin. Chen Zixuan’s fingertips could clearly feel an elastic horizontal band tightly holding the girl’s budding chest in place.

What if I lifted that band up and let it go—how would Gu Yanxi react?

At this moment, Chen Zixuan suddenly, rather mischievously, thought.

Hearing that Chen Zixuan hadn’t eaten all day, Gu Yanxi finally let go of him, albeit reluctantly, and still pouted, “But you have to treat me to a meal first, then I’ll consider forgiving you.”

………

The summer night breeze gently swept away the heat of the day. It was now eight-thirty, and the sky was inked with a deeper shade of night.

Chen Zixuan walked silently along the roadside. Like a real couple, Gu Yanxi obediently walked at his side, holding a cup of milk tea in her hands, saying nothing.

She knew very well in her heart that Chen Zixuan must have encountered a truly serious problem. Otherwise, with his seemingly ordinary but inwardly solitary and stubborn nature, he would never choose the path of escape.

Just let him have some peace and quiet.

Suddenly, Chen Zixuan stopped. There was a 24-hour chain convenience store by the roadside.

Seeing the convenience store, he recalled his recent work experience. Back then, he was still an ordinary person mingling in the crowd, working hard for a living every day. It was tiring, but it gave him the kind of small happiness only ordinary people could enjoy.

Unlike now, though he was financially free, he had no choice but to take on the responsibility of saving the world.

Speaking of which, am I not a Vampire?

The human world actually needs a Vampire to save them. How ironic is that?

The unfairness in his heart lasted only a few seconds before Chen Zixuan let it go. Regardless of humans or Vampires, they had only one enemy: the four archangels who wanted to launch an apocalypse.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Zixuan still pushed open the glass door of the convenience store and walked inside.

“A pack of cigarettes. And a lighter.”

Chen Zixuan said to the clerk behind the counter, “The most expensive you have.”

“All the expensive ones are gone, only Soft Hua left. Seventy yuan in total.”

The female clerk was young, probably a student working a summer job. On seeing Chen Zixuan, her breath quickened slightly, and her voice unconsciously softened.

Which girl hasn’t dreamed of having a boyfriend who’s both steady, wealthy, and yet still has a youthful vibe?

However, as she looked outside and noticed the girl holding the milk tea, whose face was growing colder by the second and eyes were full of hostility, she instantly felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head.

No way I can win against her.

After paying, Chen Zixuan walked out and stood under the dim streetlights by the roadside. He didn’t pay attention to Gu Yanxi, opened the cigarette box, took one out, skillfully lit it, and took a deep drag.

His movements were so practiced—not fake at all. The drifting smoke made Gu Yanxi take a step back unconsciously.

Chen Zixuan knew that Gu Yanxi didn’t like smokers. Her father had died of lung cancer because of it.

In fact, Chen Zixuan didn’t like it either. As the smoke went into his lungs, he felt dizzy and nauseous. Still, he forced himself to bear it, silently glanced at Gu Yanxi, and softly asked:

“I won’t pretend anymore. So now—do you still like me?”

Gu Yanxi paused and looked calmly at Chen Zixuan. A night breeze swept over the street, fluttering a lock of her hair across her fair, rosy little face, making her look even more ethereal.

Reaching out her hand to Chen Zixuan, the next moment, Gu Yanxi smiled serenely.

“Give me one too.”

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