The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 765 Relief
The long-suppressed volcano finally erupted, turning the passive into the active, returning the kiss deeply. That kiss carried the same despair, the same longing, and a complete surrender and plunder after giving up all struggle.

Bai Wanwan was about to tear off his clothes when he grabbed her hand.

"I come."

The subtle sound of fabric tearing was exceptionally clear in the quiet room, like the prelude to some kind of ritual.

Once her clothes had fallen to the ground, Fu Jinshen lifted her by the waist and turned her over.

His gaze was fixed intently on her, burning with the flames of emotions that had been suppressed for too long.

There was no longer any barrier between their two burning bodies, which brought them some comfort.

The lamplight distorted and magnified the figures of the two people, projecting them onto the wall like the most primitive and intense totems on ancient rock paintings.

Suppressed breathing, and the moisture welling up in her still-wet eyes... all the sounds and breaths intertwined, deeply etched into her soul.

Bai Wanwan used all her passion to imprint his scent and warmth firmly onto every inch of her skin and every heartbeat.

At first, he offered guidance and comfort, but later he became completely immersed in this world.

Sweat soaked each other, body heat mingled, and it was impossible to tell whose tears were wetting whose cheeks.

Every breath was a mixture of sweetness and pain.

They floated and sank in the whirlpool of emotions, like the last dance before the end of the world, embracing and possessing each other frantically and forcefully, trying to fight the anxiety of separation in the most primal way.

The beauty and sorrow in this room are like a flickering candle flame, burning with its last embers.

It also reflects two loving hearts that are tightly bound together in the torrent of fate, yet may be swept away at any moment.

***

As dawn broke, a few hazy beams of light cast into the dim room, and tiny dust particles floated slowly in the light.

The air still held the lingering, enchanting warmth of last night.

Bai Wanwan gradually regained consciousness amidst a wave of soreness.

Before I could even fully open my eyes, my body felt heavy and utterly exhausted, especially my waist and thighs, which were throbbing with a dull ache.

She gave a barely audible hum, instinctively wanting to open her eyes to exchange for the recovery pill.

Almost simultaneously, a strong and warm hand, with a familiar and reassuring touch, gently caressed her slender and supple waist.

The warmth of those hands soothed my aching skin, and they began to gently massage with just the right amount of pressure.

"Awake?" A deep, slightly hoarse voice sounded in my ear, very close, with the unique magnetism of early morning. "Does it hurt? I'm sorry... I lost control a bit last night."

He cursed himself inwardly for being such a fool; he was over thirty years old and still so emotionally aroused that he lost all self-control.

Bai Wanwan slowly opened her eyes, her vision gradually clearing, and what came into view was the handsome face so close to hers.

It was still Jin Ying's face, but the lines were more distinct and deep than Fu Jin Shen's, completely different from the handsome and noble appearance of Fu Jin Shen in my memory.

But when those eyes, brimming with tenderness and regret, gazed intently at her, when the expression shifted between his brows, when the slight pursing of his lips betrayed his heartache, it overlapped with a certain morning from the depths of his memory…

A strange illusion struck her once again.

It was as if transcending the difference in appearance, and the soul spoke directly to her through those eyes.

At this moment, this face miraculously overlapped with the face in her heart. It was as if Fu Jinshen was meant to be this face.

After the emotional turmoil of the past few days, which felt like being tossed about in a raging storm, the pent-up fear, guilt, confusion, and despair were completely released last night and temporarily soothed and relieved.

Upon waking, although my body was tired and sore, the string deep inside me that had been stretched to the point of breaking had strangely relaxed.

A long-lost, languid tranquility slowly seeped into my limbs and bones.

She enjoyed the perfect massage on her waist, the soreness gradually melting away under the warm palms.

She stretched out her arms and softly wrapped them around his neck, pressing her face against the crook of his neck, inhaling the comforting scent emanating from him.

“Fu Jinshen…” she whispered, “You were able to cross time and space, going through all sorts of hardships to come to my side, so…”

She looked up, gazing into the depths of his eyes, where the morning light reflected her own image. "No matter what happens in the future, no matter where you go, promise me you'll try your best not to give up, okay?"

Her eyes were more determined than ever before. "I will definitely come to find you. No matter where that place is, how far away, or how difficult it is. The fact that I was able to bind to the system and come to this world means I'm very lucky... Maybe I can't do it now, but in the future... there will definitely be a way in the future! You have to wait for me, you have to believe in me."

This was her promise, and also the belief she set for herself.

It's no longer just about fearing loss, but about actively striving, breaking the rules, and creating possibilities.

Fu Jinshen (Jinying) listened quietly to her words, watching the light in her eyes rekindle—no longer despair and panic, but determination and hope. He couldn't help but let a genuine, soft smile curve his lips upward.

That smile softened the coldness on his face, like ice and snow melting and spring water rippling.

He lowered his head and gently pressed his forehead against hers, their noses touching and their breaths mingling.

“Okay,” he replied, his voice low and solemn, without any perfunctory tone. “I believe you.”

These four simple words carry a trust and entrustment that transcends life and death and time and space.

After saying that, he lowered his head and placed a precious and lingering kiss on her slightly dry but soft lips.

It contains no lust, only endless love.

After the kiss, he pulled back slightly, his fingers gently stroking her still slightly swollen eyes, which had been soaked with tears countless times the night before.

“Then,” he said in a coaxing tone, “don’t overthink things, just live your life well and don’t make me worry, okay?”

The gloom and heaviness that had shrouded Bai Wanwan's eyes for many days seemed to have been mostly dispelled by the morning light and this kiss, revealing a clarity and gentleness like the sky after the rain.

She nodded vigorously at him, her voice thick with nasal resonance but clear, and replied, "Okay."

She suddenly seemed to remember something, her eyes flickered, and a smile appeared on her lips.

She released one hand from his neck and gently grasped the large hand that was massaging her lower back.

Fu Jinshen was slightly taken aback, looking at her actions with some confusion.

Bai Wanwan guided his hand, slowly moving it to her side, and then gently placing it on her not-so-obvious lower abdomen.

Her palm rested on the back of his hand, and together they felt the warm life force beneath his skin.

“Here,” she said softly, each word like pearls falling on a jade plate, clear and melodious, “our baby is already here.”

　In modern times, Fu Jinshen is the only man Wanwan has ever deeply loved, so he is special. It's just a misunderstanding, but once the misunderstanding is cleared up, he might disappear forever. So, during this process, Wanwan's mentality must have experienced a huge fluctuation, but she will return to normal after the fluctuation. That's how I understand it, so that's how I wrote it. If you don't like it, just ignore that out-of-control plot.

　　(End of this chapter)