Pure Love Imprisoned: My Ex-Boyfriend, Who Blamed Me, Imprisoned Me in Love

After listening, Meili thought for a while, but she still couldn't understand it. Love and liking were just too ethereal and illusory.

As for her closest person, Meili said dismissively, "No one in this world is closer to me than my sister. We are twins. Every day when I open my eyes, I can guess my sister's mood and physical condition based on my feelings. I know she has a cold even before she does."

Lin Mian became curious: "Is it really that amazing?"

Meili tilted her chin up: "Of course, whenever my sister is in a bad mood or encounters any danger, no matter how far away I am from her, I can sense it immediately."

Lin Mian was shocked. She had heard of mystical phenomena such as telepathy between twins, but this was the first time she had actually witnessed it.

Meili started to get cocky, and she boasted, "Are you and your husband a good match?"

Lin Mian paused for a moment, then shook her head.

"We can't do it."

During the four years she was separated from He Duoye, when He Duoye faced near-death experiences, she felt nothing.

Even when she thinks of He Duoye, or when she suffers from insomnia and can't figure things out, she might maliciously think that maybe the scumbag disappeared without a trace and accidentally died out there.

When she thought that way, maybe He Duoye really was...

"Why are you making that face?" Meili noticed her eyelashes drooping and immediately became nervous. "I didn't say anything really offensive, did I...?"

Lin Mian cheered herself up, smiled, and said, "I was just thinking about some things from the past."

Meili asked, "What is it?"

Lin Mian thought of the gunshot wound on He Duoye's back, but she didn't continue the conversation, afraid that if she talked too much, she wouldn't be able to hide her emotions.

Today was supposed to be such a happy day.

Meili wanted to offer some comfort, but she didn't know where to begin. Glancing at He Duoye's tall figure out of the corner of her eye, she was afraid that He Duoye would kick her into the water if he found out.

"My sister made a cake today, let me go get you a piece."

She quickly got up and slipped away.

Meili went into the kitchen to find her sister.

Meizhu was marinating the freshly prepared fish when she saw Meili's expression and asked, "Did you get into trouble?"

Meili recounted what had just happened. She couldn't understand the reason and couldn't help but think, "It can't be that you're jealous of our close relationship, right? But you can't get this kind of thing just by envying. Even other twins don't have this kind of telepathic connection like we do."

She proudly said, "The telepathic connection between us is a special gift from God."

Meizhu said, "She must have been in pain. During the years she was separated from Third Master, she knew nothing about the several times he was injured and nearly died."

With that explained it, Meili understood.

From a young age, she could sense her sister's emotions and state at any time. This intimacy gave her a great sense of security. If she lost this sense one day, she would feel more distressed and fearful than Lin Mian.

Meizhu said, "We are twins, and our intimacy is innate, an inseparable bond brought by blood. But her relationship with Third Master is different; they were strangers who came together because of love, so their intimacy is very rare."

Meili recalled the countless people and events she had met in her life and said, "Their relationship is one in a million."

More precious than gemstones, she thought.

When Mei Li brought the cake out, Lin Mian was already acting as if nothing had happened, grilling meat skewers with He Duoye and discussing how to eat the shrimp.

The shrimp were eventually stir-fried with chives and made into a dish to accompany drinks.

Meizhu is not only a good cook, but also a bartender. The drinks she makes are beautifully colored and delicious, perfect for grilling. However, they didn't initially plan to drink alcohol, since they were by a stream in the mountains, and it wouldn't be good if they got drunk and fell into the pond.

Lin Mian wanted a drink, so Meizhu mixed a few glasses of low-alcohol beverages.

After finishing their barbecue, Lin Mian and He Duoye returned to the little white house. It was a bit dark on the way, and Lin Mian didn't want to walk by herself. She stood on a rock and asked He Duoye to carry her back.

The road was short; we arrived in no time.

Once inside, He Duoye supported Lin Mian with one hand and turned on the light with the other, instantly filling the room with bright and warm light.

Lin Mian didn't want to go down, so she wrapped her arms around He Duoye's neck and swung her legs. He Duoye took off her shoes.

"Are you drunk?" he asked.

Normally, Lin Mian wouldn't be so clingy. She's actually quite proud and competitive.

Lin Mian denied it: "No way."

He Duoye didn't respond, but he assumed she was drunk.

He carried the person into the bathroom, placed them on the sink, and turned to get his pajamas. Lin Mian grabbed him, and when the person turned around, she hooked her arms around his neck, straightened up, and kissed him.

He Duoye didn't move, his eyes lowered, watching Lin Mian kiss his lips again and again.

He frowned, then grabbed Lin Mian by the back of the neck and pulled her away: "You were talking badly about me?"

Such a well-behaved and clingy person must either be drunk or have done something wrong.

To call her good or bad wouldn't be quite right; He Duoye applied slight pressure with his fingertips, making Lin Mian look up at him: "Did you do something to offend me?"

Did he cheat on you?

No one better than him has appeared in her life yet.

So... was he secretly contacting that cowardly blind date behind his back?

"No," Lin Mian said, her cheeks flushed, perhaps from the alcohol, her eyes red and moist as she looked at He Duoye. "I just..."

He Duoye's gaze was so intrusive that Lin Mian couldn't meet his eyes. She reached out and covered his eyes before she dared to whisper the last two words.

"want to."

He Duoye let Lin Mian cover his eyes, then leaned in and kissed him.

As they moved, Lin Mian's hand slowly loosened. He Duoye held Lin Mian's cheek, kissing her while looking at her flushed face and confused eyes.

This expression confirmed to him that she hadn't done anything to betray him, such as contacting a former blind date.

That's something else entirely.

Thinking that he had to interrogate Meizhu tomorrow, He Duoye relaxed and enjoyed the tongue that Lin Mian offered to him.

Before long, He Duoye realized that Lin Mian seemed to be quite drunk.

Perhaps it was the lingering effects of the cocktail that were slowly taking hold, but Lin Mian became very soft, even her consciousness, like a limp, easily fooled and bullied little white rabbit.

She was extremely obedient. When she knelt on the ground to give to He Duoye, He Duoye touched her flushed face and asked her if she could use a rope. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

The red ropes, crisscrossing, made her skin appear as white as jade, delicate and snow-white.

Her slender and beautiful body lay obediently between his legs, her eyes brimming with tears.

He Duoye kept his head down, looking at her.

When it was over, the bed in the master bedroom was too big to sleep in, so He Duoye made up the sofa bed in the living room. He picked up Lin Mian, who was already unconscious, and they lay down together on the small sofa bed.

Lin Mian woke up at some point, and she hugged He Duoye's waist, burying her body in his arms.

"He Duoye," Lin Mian called to him.

He Duoye hummed in agreement and asked, "Would you like some water?"

Lin Mian shook her head. She smelled his scent and wanted to say, "I'm sorry, I'll never curse you to die out there again."

But she couldn't bring herself to say it.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "You must take good care of yourself from now on."