Chapter 74

074 Her Hands Are Gentle As time passed and the sun rose, the scorching sunlight grew even more intense, its brilliance streaming in through the window glass. Jiang Ye exuded a composed and indifferent aura, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, her lowered gaze incredibly gentle, creating a contradictory beauty. Her slightly curled dark hair obediently framed her delicate face, its charm indescribable. Luo Qingchuan carefully observed her silent features and couldn't help but feel that this kind of beauty was enough to make anyone hold their breath and forget to think, only left with the urge to appreciate and indulge. Luo Qingchuan calmly averted his gaze and said, "Until we meet again." Just thinking about tomorrow being the hellish 'Monday' made Luo Qingchuan fluctuate between panic and calm. He didn't want to face Jiang Ye anymore. Luo Qingchuan walked away, closing the door behind him. The girl had clear, tranquil eyes, as beautiful as a painting. She extended her hand and waved, allowing a faint spiritual energy to close the curtains. Jiang Ye's eyes always seemed so lonely, hidden within her pride. She was like a blue rose blooming alone in the night, alluring and enchanting, surrounded by countless blades. It was difficult for anyone to approach such a serene night. Jiang Ye no longer endured her exhaustion and slowly closed her eyes. The peace given by the Specter of the Night was only temporary... The two of them were merely involved in a single transaction, not even friends. Jiang Ye understood... The warmth she desired was hidden in the coldest place, Difficult to obtain. Jiang Ye had to become a 'strong one' in order to protect herself and achieve what she wanted. So be it then. Jiang Ye fell asleep and had a dream. In the dream, she battled the Specter of the Night for three hundred rounds. Jiang Ye emerged victorious. In her dream, she saw the Specter of the Night stagger and fall beneath her, gasping for breath as he lay on his back, repeatedly calling her "Miss Jiang, you're so amazing" with a despondent tone. Jiang Ye couldn't help but laugh, a joyful laughter that bloomed like millions of flowers in an instant. The girl lightly crouched down, raised her delicate hand, and involuntarily wanted to remove the Specter of the Night's mask. But she saw nothing. ...... ...... ...... Luo Qingchuan returned home and took off the Specter of the Night mask, splashing cold water on his face in the bathroom. "Ah." The young man's eyes appeared as dim and indifferent as Jiang Ye's earlier. "So this is the side effect of the Specter of the Night, wearing it for too long will gradually make one lose themselves." But Luo Qingchuan didn't care much. He pursed his lips and smiled, knowing that the hermit always had a way. After wiping his face with a towel, Luo Qingchuan sat on the living room sofa and turned on the TV. Then, he started watching a traditional comedic sketch show and followed it up with half of a comedy movie. Soon, Luo Qingchuan's mind became clear again, and he regained his sense of self. "Entertainment works truly are treasures of humanity!" He sighed in admiration. The 'Specter of the Night' made Luo Qingchuan's mind so calm to the point of being terrifying, Calm to the point of... Luo Qingchuan remembered the soft and smooth feeling of Jiang Ye's legs, and his heart couldn't help but stir slightly. The fragrance of the ice beauty lying on him still lingered in his body. At that time, he was quite stable, truly having no thoughts in his mind. "Ding dong." Luo Qingchuan picked up his phone. [Su Yingxue: Picture.] [Su Yingxue: Spare ribs soup and braised tofu, do they look delicious?] [Su Yingxue: Let me cook for you next time~] Luo Qingchuan immediately praised her. After all, what he made were only simple breakfasts that filled the stomach. At most, the ingredients were good. After a brief chat, Su Yingxue said she had to do her homework and reminded him not to forget to study. Luo Qingchuan became even more restless about 'Monday'. Although he knew he had to face it eventually, he was mentally prepared. But when it came to the moment of truth, the gradually approaching time felt like rolling dark clouds obscuring the sky, as if it were spreading from a distant purgatory. Luo Qingchuan let out a tired sigh. Although he had no regrets, He couldn't help feeling uneasy. Thinking of Chen Yanyu's silly and lovely appearance, he felt a tinge of heartache. Luo Qingchuan then thought of Su Yingxue and felt a stifling sensation in his chest. The way the girl trusted him, and Luo Qingchuan hadn't done anything to betray that trust. But as he spent time with Su Yingxue, he couldn't help but fear that porcelain would shatter in his hands. Luo Qingchuan also thought that if he had clarified things with Chen Yanyu earlier, Or maybe it's not too late now? Chen Yanyu's bright and charming smile appeared in his mind, and Luo Qingchuan's soul seemed to be trapped in a hazy mist, unable to gather the courage. Chen Yanyu had shielded herself from negative emotions since she was young, growing up optimistic and cheerful. But once the string in her heart snapped, who knows what she might do. Either she completely sinks into darkness, losing her former radiance, or... Perhaps she would become a vile dragon. Just like that night of the bar foundation battle, witnessing Luo Qingchuan in a battered and near-death state, Chen Yanyu almost lost herself and instinctively tore 'Peony' apart with cruel methods. "What kind of choices would an exceptional adult make?" Luo Qingchuan, who had been struggling all his life, shook his head, really took out his homework, and quickly finished it. As he worked on the problems, his mind became clear, and Luo Qingchuan felt better than the effects of the 'Specter of the Night'. Putting down his pen, Luo Qingchuan suddenly thought, if he hadn't reached out to Chen Yanyu in front of the bar, hadn't said the word 'come', would his situation be much better now? Then why did he go and do it... Luo Qingchuan closed his eyes. It was because he had shown Chen Yanyu the splendor of the mortal world, and then the girl had desperately arrived at an answer that didn't match her tragic future. Why did he do it? Because she was lovely? Beautiful? Out of sympathy? Because he wanted Chen Yanyu to be happy, to have a life completely different from her miserable future? Because of love? What about Su Yingxue... He liked her a lot too. Luo Qingchuan looked at the paper, and although he easily found the answers to various twisted riddles, his mind was now entangled in a mess like a tangled thread. Luo Qingchuan finally understood. Like always, liking someone comes after. Chen Yanyu was fast with her confessions, fast with her kisses, but compared to Su Yingxue, Chen Yanyu was still slow. "What can I do to find a way..." He pondered for a moment. Luo Qingchuan's heart raced, as a sudden thought crossed his mind. He didn't want to be a good person anymore. In this new life, he should live freely and recklessly. If no one wanted to be hurt, then let's all love and give it our all... Would such a scumbag act be seen as villainous, prompting fairies and gods to chase after him? Luo Qingchuan's heart sank again at that thought. The life-or-death threat caused by the Heavenly Lord Zuo Tian probably wasn't even half as powerful as either of them. Wordless for a moment, lost in thought, Luo Qingchuan returned to his bed alone and sat cross-legged, starting to cultivate the "Ningming Cloud Seal Scripture" with the use of disaster and chaos spiritual energy. With his cultivation at the Foundation Establishment stage, Luo Qingchuan made rapid progress in mastering the "Ningming Cloud Seal Scripture." It's just that once he reached a certain stage, his aptitude would limit him from further advancement. If he wanted to become stronger, he still had to rely on "Reverse Destiny Points." Today, Luo Qingchuan's task was to [Get Drunk]. The difficulty was too high, and Luo Qingchuan gave up immediately, deciding to try it another day. By nightfall, the first layer of the "Ningming Cloud Seal Scripture" was almost thoroughly integrated, and Luo Qingchuan had learned a few ordinary illusion techniques. "Ding dong." The phone rang again. He thought it would be Chen Yanyu or Su Yingxue, but Luo Qingchuan didn't expect it to be Lu Chuning. [Lu Chuning: Don't be late tomorrow, there's something I want to talk to you about.] Luo Qingchuan asked directly what it was. Lu Chuning replied that she would tell him tomorrow. Luo Qingchuan felt a sense of discomfort, put down his phone, and rolled his body, lying on the bed in various positions. In the darkness, the young man's pupils were as tranquil as a cat's. After a few minutes. Luo Qingchuan touched his own neck and murmured, "Her hands are so gentle. She shouldn't be capable of such things, right?"