Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Fu Yaoqin was breathless from Xie Xiaoyi's embrace, her chest pressed against his burning chest, every inch of her resisting.

She raised her hand to push him away, using all her strength to break free, but she couldn't budge him at all; instead, she found herself gripped even tighter.

The force of Xie Xiaoyi's lips and teeth suffocated her, carrying a crazy energy of regaining what she had lost, making her teeth ache.

Fu Yaoqin's hair was disheveled, her breathing was erratic, her eyes were burning, and she pounded her fists wildly.

Like a caught sparrow or pigeon, it flapped against Xie Xiaoyi's arms and chest.

As she struggled, her strength gradually dissipated, her body went limp, and her hands, which had been pushing him, lost their power and were now just hanging there.

As soon as she relaxed, Xie Xiaoyi stopped.

His lips unconsciously left Fu Yaoqin's cherry lips, and even the hand holding her waist subconsciously loosened its grip.

The next moment, Xie Xiaoyi was stunned, because he saw a tear rolling down Fu Yaoqin's cheek.

What am I doing?

Rape?

Is this what I want?

Fu Yaoqin took a deep breath, stared at him, and her voice carried a sense of despair, as if she had given up entirely.

"Go ahead! Aren't you a notorious womanizer? I'm not resisting anymore, do whatever you want!"

Xie Xiaoyi stood there stunned for a long time, not knowing what to do.

He's now a fifth-level expert who can defeat even Qin Huaiyu and the Demon Blade Thousand Blades. What kind of scene hasn't he seen?

But unfortunately, Fu Yaoqin couldn't bear to cry...

She was probably the first "white moonlight" in his life, so Xie Xiaoyi didn't want to force her anymore.

Forget it.

Since she already has someone she wants in her heart, why should I bother with her?

I am adrift, I only wish her peace and tranquility.

After all, the Su family is one of the four great families in Jiangnan, so she will definitely have no worries about food and clothing in the future and everything will go smoothly.

Seeing that he was stunned, Fu Yaoqin unconsciously took two steps back.

Xie Xiaoyi knew that her withdrawal was an attempt to sever ties with her.

He didn't press the matter, gazing at the moonlight outside the window, and smiled faintly: "Look at the moon outside."

Fu Yaoqin followed his gaze and saw that the crescent moon on the seventh day of the lunar month was beautiful and bright, but she didn't understand what he wanted to say.

What's wrong with the moon outside?

"I just want to tell you that you were once my white moonlight. At first, I thought you would only shine on me."

But now I realize that the moon that shines on me also shines on others; it seems I was overthinking things.

Fu Yaoqin's heart sank, as if she couldn't breathe. It turned out that he actually regarded her as such a unique light.

She wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

Xie Xiaoyi stopped lingering and turned to leave.

"Fu Yaoqin, at first I thought we were...that was the feeling. Never mind, I won't see you again."

Fu Yaoqin?

You'll never see me again...

He started calling me by my first name. Is this a clean break?

Fu Yaoqin was about to say to him: That's not how it is, I've always...

But Xie Xiaoyi's figure had already disappeared into the night sky outside, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.

Inside the door, Fu Yaoqin stood frozen in place, as if her soul had been ripped out, her chest heaving violently.

turn out to be......

It turns out that the person she truly wanted to illuminate in her heart was Xie Xiaoyi.

crazy.

She didn't know what had gotten into her, but she felt a terrible emptiness in her chest, and a burning emotion was urging her to rush out.

"Shemo!"

Fu Yaoqin let out a hoarse roar, pushed open the door, and chased after him.

As he ran, one of his shoes hit the threshold and flew off.

She didn't stop, her bare feet stepping on the cold bluestone slabs, ignoring the pain.

Chase!

She had a premonition that if she failed to catch up this time, she might never see him again in this lifetime.

We must pursue it!

Even if she couldn't see anyone, even if she knew she couldn't catch up, she would still run.

Because he was also her ideal man, she couldn't just let him go.

The night wind rushed into her collar, making her feel suffocated, but the stinging pain from the soles of her feet made her mind even clearer.

Fu Yaoqin ran wildly, and when she reached the second alley, she lost her other shoe somewhere.

She walked barefoot through the night in Jiangnan, stumbling along.

Until my calves went weak, until my ankles were scraped raw, until blood mixed with mud covered the ground.

Fu Yaoqin leaned against the wall, panting heavily, her whole body swaying precariously.

But there wasn't even the slightest echo in the night sky.

At that moment, she slid down to the ground against the wall, looking at the empty alley, and tears finally broke free.

It turns out, it wasn't that the moon didn't shine on him.

It was she who pushed him away with her own hands.

It turns out that you only realize how agonizing the pain is when you actually lose something.

Fu Yaoqin hugged her knees, crying like a hopeless child, her voice choked with sobs: "Xie Mo, come back... I was wrong..."

......

The bright red wedding dress was wrapped in layers, embroidered with gold thread lotus blossoms, so heavy that it made it hard to breathe.

The phoenix crown, adorned with pearls, hurt her forehead when she lowered her head. With the red veil covering her face, all that remained was a blinding red.

The maidservant straightened Fu Yaoqin's skirt and whispered, "Young Madam, the auspicious time is almost here."

Fu Yaoqin didn't respond, her fingertips gripping the fabric of her wedding dress, her knuckles turning white.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and a gentle female voice rang out first: "Sister Yaoqin, I came to see you first."

Murong Shishi walked in, looked at Fu Yaoqin dressed in red, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, but she still smiled and adjusted Fu Yaoqin's phoenix crown for her:

"You look so beautiful. Yaoqin is the most radiant bride today."

She paused, then softened her voice, "But... if you really don't want to, it's not too late now."

Fu Yaoqin closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, all that remained was numbness: "It's too late, Sister Shishi, it's all too late."

Two nights ago, she chased Xie Xiaoyi barefoot all over half the street, and finally collapsed in the alley, crying so hard she almost fainted.

Murong Shishi was worried about her, so she secretly led a group to find her and covered for her all the way, so that no one would know about her disorderly behavior late at night.

After returning to the manor, Murong Shishi personally brought warm water and gently cleaned her wounds, applying wound medicine.

That night, Murong Shishi stayed by her side for half the night, covering up all her embarrassing moments and shielding her from all the questions...

"Sister Shishi, thank you so much for that day."

"Silly girl, we're family from now on, no need for thanks."

"Sister Shishi, why...why did you help me?"

"The auspicious time is almost here. Don't worry too much. Things will get better gradually from now on."

When the auspicious time arrives, joyous music begins.

Supported by others, Fu Yaoqin walked out of the room step by step, across the red carpet, and toward the man who was about to become her husband.

The city was adorned in red, and the noise stretched for miles.

But beneath the red veil, no one could see that Fu Yaoqin's tears silently fell onto her bright red wedding dress.

"Xie Mo... I hate you..."