Redemption from the Abyss: The School Beauty Insists on Pulling Me Out of the Mire

"say."

Su Qinghe's voice wasn't loud, but it felt like a hammer blow to his chest.

Xie Wang's Adam's apple bobbed, and his gaze shifted from the old newspaper to the hands whose knuckles had turned white from pressing hard on the table.

"Qinghe, you know?"

He turned his head away, avoiding her gaze, his voice hoarse as if it were being sanded on sandpaper:

"Tianlong Group is no benevolent entity. Gu Tianlong has blood on his hands; he's capable of anything for profit."

Xie Wang twitched the corner of his mouth.

Why didn't you tell me?

Su Qinghe interrupted him.

She walked around the large reading table and stepped up to him.

The distance between the two was reduced to only half a meter.

She suddenly reached out and grabbed Xie Wang's hand.

Su Qinghe's hands were cold, but his palms were covered with a fine layer of sweat.

Su Qinghe gripped his hand tightly, looking up into his eyes:

"Xie Wang, do you think it's noble to go and die alone?"

"You think pushing me away is protecting me? Do you think I can live my life with a clear conscience if something happens to you one day?"

Xie Wang's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes reddened: "I don't want to drag you into this..."

"Shut up."

Su Qinghe interrupted him, her tone unusually firm:

"I don't need that kind of protection."

She grabbed his collar, forcing him to lower his head, their faces inches apart:

"I like you, and I want to be with you, whether you're going to school or seeking revenge."

"You must find out the truth, and we'll do it together."

The air seemed to freeze.

Xie Wang looked at the girl in front of him.

"...Do you know what you're saying?" Xie Wang's voice was hoarse.

"I know."

Su Qinghe gripped his hand tightly, their fingers intertwined, the force almost painful:

"I want to be with you, through thick and thin."

"As long as you're by my side, I'm not afraid."

Xie Wang looked at her, and the struggle in his eyes finally turned into compromise.

He suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"……OK."

The two embraced tightly.

a long time.

Xie Wang released his grip, his emotions calming down somewhat.

"Let's go."

Xie Wang took her hand, turned around, and walked out:

"Lu Wen is still waiting downstairs, probably thinking we're fighting up there."

Push open the heavy revolving door of the library.

The heat wave outside hit us in the face.

The sunlight was blinding, and the traffic was heavy.

Xie Wang narrowed his eyes, looking at this bustling world.

He was no longer fighting alone.

A black Cullinan was illegally parked on the side of the road with its hazard lights on.

Lu Wen lowered the car window, and the sunglasses on his nose slid down halfway, revealing a pair of seemingly cynical peach blossom eyes.

He glanced at the two people who had just gotten on the bus.

Xie Wang's lips were taut, and Su Qinghe's expression was calm, but the knuckles of the hand that Xie Wang was gripping tightly had turned white.

The atmosphere in the carriage was somewhat awkward.

"Finished talking?"

Lu Wen stepped on the gas and merged into the traffic, turning the steering wheel rapidly:

"Judging from this, they've already agreed to elope?"

"It's settled."

Lu Wen stared ahead, his long, slender fingers tapping rhythmically on the steering wheel.

As the car entered the elevated tunnel, the dim yellow lights streaked across the windows, flickering on and off.

The silence lasted for five minutes.

Lu Wen suddenly reached out and turned off the noisy car music.

The carriage fell silent instantly, with only the tire noise of the tires rolling over the asphalt.

"Finally willing to confess?"

Lu Wen glanced at the rearview mirror, a predictable smile curving his lips, his tone carrying a hint of relief that he no longer had to act:

"I told you you couldn't fool her. With Su Qinghe's IQ, it's a miracle that your clumsy acting has lasted this long in front of her."

Su Qinghe looked up in surprise, his gaze shifting between Lu Wen in the driver's seat and Xie Wang beside him:

"You knew too?"

"Of course I know."

Xie Wang didn't speak, but Lu Wen answered for him first, tapping his fingers lightly on his thigh to keep a rhythm:

Su Qinghe paused for a moment, then looked at Xie Wang.

Xie Wang squeezed her hand, his eyes filled with a hint of apology and a touch of composure.

……

[3:40 PM · Genting Music Room Underground Garage]

The car came to a smooth stop at the elevator entrance.

"Alright, I won't go up there and be a third wheel."

Lu Wen didn't turn off the engine, and waved his hand:

Thanks.

Xie Wang opened the car door and pulled Su Qinghe out of the car.

The elevator is going up.

The curtains were drawn halfway, blocking the still-glaring afternoon sunlight.

Su Qinghe changed out of her somewhat formal dress and put on Xie Wang's oversized white T-shirt. The hem of the shirt was long enough to cover her shorts, revealing her two fair and slender legs, making her look both innocent and alluring.

She sat cross-legged on the living room carpet, holding a bottle of chilled soda water.

Xie Wang was sitting on the sofa behind her, coding.

Su Qinghe didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

Look at the veins on his arms that bulge slightly with his movements, look at his lowered eyelashes, look at his tightly pursed thin lips.

A sense of peaceful tranquility miraculously spread across this cloudy afternoon.

Are you tired?

Su Qinghe turned around, leaned on the edge of the sofa, rested her chin on her arm, and looked up at him.

Xie Wang stopped what he was doing.

His eyes were now filled with a gentle smile.

"Not tired."

He leaned back lazily on the sofa, one long leg bent.

His gaze was fixed on the girl in front of him.

Look at the glimpse of her snow-white nape when she lowers her head, and at her ankles that sway gently unconsciously as she thinks.

"Have you seen enough?"

Su Qinghe seemed to sense something, turned around, leaned on the edge of the sofa, rested her chin on her arm, and looked up at him.

Her glasses were off, and her phoenix eyes, which were usually cold and aloof, now resembled a pool of ice melted by spring water, shimmering and sparkling.

"not enough."

He reached out and gently brushed his fingertips against her cheek, his voice slightly hoarse:

"I could never get enough of looking at it in a lifetime."

Su Qinghe's ears turned slightly red, like a cat that didn't want to talk to anyone, yet still craved warmth.

"Thank you for your vain."

"Um?"

"I want to eat watermelon."

Xie Wang's heart melted at the sight of her obedient yet mischievous demeanor.

He got up, went to the kitchen, cut a plate of chilled watermelon, and brought it out.

He picked up the plate and sat back down on the sofa, pulling Su Qinghe into his arms and letting her lean against his chest.

He used a fork to pick up the sweetest piece of watermelon core and fed it to her.

Open your mouth.

Su Qinghe bit into the watermelon, and the sweet juice burst on his tongue.

She ate until her cheeks were bulging, like a hamster.

"Is it sweet?"

"Sweet." Su Qinghe nodded.

I'd like to try it too.

Before he could finish speaking, he had already kissed her.

This is a kiss that smells like watermelon.

Cool and sweet, yet so intense it seems to melt us together.

Su Qinghe didn't dodge; instead, she wrapped her arms around Xie Wang's neck, responding awkwardly but passionately.

In this enclosed space, where there are only two people.

They had each other, and they had a time when they wouldn't feel awkward even if they didn't speak.

This is the best safe haven.

Two young hearts pressed tightly together.