No? Can I read the mind of my mortal enemy?

The love locks were placed in rows of fences, which were covered with countless love locks.

The general process is to buy a lock, write your wish on it, and hang it up.

Shi Qiao stayed on Pei Jingnian's back and counted carefully, "Pei Jingnian, I have a question."

Pei Jingnian walked deeper into the area. "Hmm?"

"Shouldn't a love lock be hung by two people together, hoping to be locked together forever?"

She stared at the two names and a heart that were faintly visible on each love lock.

"You weren't with me back then, so why did you hang a love lock?"

Pei Jingnian pursed his lips, "It can also represent... my wish to be locked together with you."

Shi Qiao poked Pei Jingnian's slightly hot earlobe, "Hmm, I see."

She felt that what Pei Jingnian promised was not "hope," but "only."

"How much longer until we get to where you put your padlock?" Shi Qiao swayed her legs slightly, her head drooping on Pei Jingnian's shoulder.

"Almost there." Pei Jingnian bypassed a densely packed area and climbed onto half of the table.

He stopped walking after about five minutes.

The gate in front of us is made of mahogany, and the number of love locks hanging here is far fewer than those on the gate in front.

Shi Qiao looked up, squinting as she searched carefully.

At the very top, a large, peach-pink padlock stands proudly, the largest and most conspicuous piece of furniture.

It also features Shi Qiao's favorite character from Flying Little Witch.

"...Pei Jingnian, that wouldn't be...?"

Pei Jingnian lowered his head, his Adam's apple bobbing with embarrassment, and murmured, "Ugh."

"How long did you hang up?" Shi Qiao couldn't help but lean closer.

"Fifteen." The man's voice was deep and hoarse, unusually low.

Shi Qiao was stunned. She hugged him a little tighter. "You're fifteen? Then I would have just started junior high school back then?"

She rested her chin lightly on Pei Jingnian's shoulder, "How come you're so precocious?"

"What if your old classmates find out they can't out-study you or out-romantic you?

When she spoke, she exhaled pale white mist, and a few strands of her wind-blown hair brushed against Pei Jingnian's ear.

Pei Jingnian scoffed, "Is that a compliment you're giving me?"

Shi Qiao lightly touched Pei Jingnian's cheek with her lips. "Yes."

"I don't think it's childish at all. It's really beautiful and romantic, Pei Jingnian."

Pei Jingnian felt the soft touch on his cheek. "Then give me another kiss, my wife."

Shi Qiao responded and was about to kiss Pei Jingnian again when, just as her lips were about to touch his cheek, the man suddenly turned his head, allowing her to kiss the corner of his lips directly.

The warm touch made her instinctively recoil as if she'd been electrocuted, but Pei Jingnian chased after her and pecked her again.

Shi Qiao hurriedly covered Pei Jingnian's mouth, "There are so many locks watching, Pei Jingnian, be mindful of your behavior."

Pei Jingnian smiled clearly, his warm breath accumulating in her palm, tickling her and causing a distinct tingling sensation.

It shot through my entire body in an instant.

"Then let the other locks see just how powerful our big pink padlock is."

Shi Qiao gently bit Pei Jingnian's earlobe.

"I take back what I said earlier, you're still a child."

She looked up again. "But why did you only draw a flying witch on the love lock?"

"Although I know it was written for me, does the God of Love know that the person you want to 'share your heart' with is me?"

She turned her head left and right, trying to see if there was anything written on the lock elsewhere, but apart from the hand-drawn flying little witch figure, there was nothing.

"Of course the Old Man Under the Moon knows."

Pei Jingnian released one of the hands that was holding Shi Qiao and gently fiddled with the love lock.

The openwork design on the back reveals that it is filled with small slips of paper.

"I had it custom-designed; it has a small mechanism that can be opened."

Shi Qiao looked shocked. "Quick! I want to see!"

Pei Jingnian tilted his head back and gently rested his head on her shoulder. "What's the benefit of showing this to my wife?"

Shi Qiao tightened her grip with both hands, saying, "If you don't show me, you'll be strangled to death."

She pretended to strangle Pei Jingnian, tightening her thighs and clinging to him like an octopus.

Pei Jingnian gently pinched her thigh. "I was wrong, wife."

Shi Qiao then let go, pointing to the love lock, "Open it quickly, Pei Jingnian."

She was making a fuss, just like when she was little and wanted him to help her get the snacks that were hidden high up.

"No rush, the lock won't run away." Pei Jingnian pulled out some tissues and placed a few on the small wooden stool next to him. "If only my wife could cling to me this tightly when she's...

He slowly released his strength and carefully placed Shi Qiao on the wooden block.

Shi Qiao's cheeks flushed instantly. "Pei Jingnian! This place is so sacred!"

Pei Jingnian patted her head and said, "It was just something I felt compelled to say."

"Don't post this again next time." Shi Qiao propped her head up with both hands.

Pei Jingnian chuckled and turned to open the mechanism of the love lock.

Before long, he had several slips of paper in his hand.

Shi Qiao looked on with anticipation.

Her eyes were bright, and when she smiled, the starlight in her eyes seemed to scatter and sway gently.

Pei Jingnian couldn't help but cup her small face and gently bite her pink lips.

I really like you.

Shi Qiao knew she needed to please Pei Jingnian, so she hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him.

While he wasn't looking, she slipped her fingers into his palm and snatched all the notes.

There are five in total.

Once she succeeded, she beamed with triumph, showing off to no end.

"Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman; now it's too late for you to back out."

As she spoke, she unfolded five slightly crumpled pieces of paper.

Her pupils trembled slightly when she saw the words on it.

[I hope no one likes Shi Qiao (crossed out), I hope everyone likes Shi Qiao, but only as a friend.]

[I hope Shi Qiao only likes her novels, anime, and anime characters; real men, stay away (except for me).]

[I hope Shi Qiao doesn't fall for any other man (or woman either). From this time until she graduates from high school, she should only focus on studying.]

[I hope Shi Qiao grows up quickly, becomes a little more perceptive, and notices me soon.]

[Hopefully, Shi Qiao enjoys learning, and that learning enjoys her too, so that she can graduate smoothly and achieve grades that satisfy her.]

[I hope Shi Qiao can like the real me, and that she can gradually develop feelings for me and accept me.]

Each slip of paper was in a different condition, and the handwriting on them was completely different.

For example, the first one is ugly scribbles, while the last one has become beautiful regular script.

"Pei Jingnian, this is...?"

Pei Jingnian leaned down and gently embraced him.

"I started writing it when I was fifteen, one page a year."

He turned his gaze, his clear, dark eyes fixed on her, gently pressing his forehead against hers and rubbing against her obediently.

"Every year, I come to Wanhong Temple."

Shi Qiao then realized this.

It turns out that the God of Love heard more than just her wishes.

I wonder if it's because it's too cold up here on the mountain.

The cold air entered her nasal cavity, making her nose feel sore.

Even my eyes felt swollen.

"No wonder it took you so long to make your vow just now."