He sat down naturally, and Black Tower leaned forward, kneeling on the mattress beside him, pressing down on him, his fingers sliding from the back of his neck to his shoulder, grabbing his collar and pulling it down.

Their breaths mingled, indistinguishable as to whose was faster.

Jiang Jiu's hand slid from the back of her head to her back, his palm pressed against her thin fabric, and he could feel her heart beating very fast... as fast as his.

He suddenly wanted to laugh, not because he found it funny, but because he felt at ease. He realized that even a star god's heart would race, and that existence itself could be afraid of losing.

After an unknown amount of time, the black tower receded slightly, its breathing becoming somewhat erratic.

She leaned against him, looking down at him. Her purple eyes shone brightly in the starlight, her lips glistened with moisture, and her breathing was still catching in the air.

"Jiang Jiu..." she called his name, her voice a little hoarse, but steady.

"Ah."

"you are mine."

"Ah."

"They can't escape."

"Ah."

Black Tower stared at him for two seconds, as if to make sure he wasn't just giving a perfunctory answer.

Then she suddenly lowered her head and bit his Adam's apple, not hard, but not light either, her teeth pressing against his skin, leaving a shallow ring of teeth marks.

Jiang Jiu groaned, his fingers tightening around her back. He didn't flinch, but simply tilted his head back slightly, exposing his vulnerable throat to her.

Heta released his mouth, gently licked the teeth mark with his lips, then moved upwards, kissing his chin, the corner of his mouth, and finally stopping at his ear, his tone suddenly softening.

"Ajiu..." Her voice trembled slightly at the end, "Is it over?"

Black Tower knew what Jiang Jiu had been doing all along.

She also knew that in front of Huanyu, he seemed to care about nothing.

She knows everything.

She is not a god; she will always have her own selfish desires, but she has never said them.

So... is it over?

Jiang Jiu looked into Heita's eyes and raised his hand to stroke her cheek: "Heita."

"......Um?"

"Have I ever told you that I miss you?"

Heita's fingers paused for a moment, and she buried her face in the crook of his neck, her voice muffled: "No."

"Then... have I ever told you that I love you very much?"

"..." Black Tower realized something and shook his head. "...No."

"I love you."

"Every line, every rollback, every minute and every second... I want to see you."

The Black Tower did not answer.

She simply rested quietly on his shoulder, breathing lightly but her heart pounding. She didn't know how much time had passed before she finally stirred and lifted her head from the crook of his neck.

A hazy mist hung over those purple eyes.

She looked at Jiang Jiu, at the burning, almost overflowing emotions in his eyes that were no longer concealed, and suddenly smiled.

“I know,” she said, her voice still a little hoarse. “Say it again.”

Jiang Jiu raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes and repeated, "I love you."

"We'll see."

"I love you."

"We'll see."

"I love you......"

Hei Ta's eyelashes trembled, and an uncontrollable tear slid from the corner of her eye, landing on Jiang Jiu's hand, hot and burning.

She didn't wipe it; instead, she lowered her head and bit the key hanging around her neck.

The key she always wore, the only key to unlocking her true self, was now between her teeth, gleaming coldly in the starlight.

Her eyes were still wet, but her gaze had changed. It was no longer that soft, heartbreaking vulnerability, but a more direct and intense heat.

She released her grip on his collar, her fingers slid down to his chest, her palm pressed against his heartbeat, and then she moved down, unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time.

The movements were not fast, even somewhat slow...

Jiang Jiu was stunned for a moment. He looked at Hei Ta's movements, at her wet eyelashes, at the key she was biting between her teeth...

His heart was beating so fast that he felt she could definitely feel it.

When Heita unbuttoned the last button, she suddenly stopped. She looked up at him, the key still in her mouth, her voice slightly muffled.

"Jiang Jiu..."

"Ah."

"......I love you too."

Jiang Jiu's heartbeat completely went haywire.

Hei Ta followed Jiang Jiu's movements and lay down on the bed. His gaze towards Jiang Jiu was gentle, passionate, and filled with anticipation.

"Black Tower..." he called her name, his voice low and a little hoarse.

"Ah."

"May I?"

Hei Ta looked at him, at his earnest eyes, and suddenly found it a little funny.

Why would this person even ask something like this...? She didn't answer, but simply reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, pulled him down, and kissed him.

This is the answer.

The starlight flowed quietly outside the window, and only the intertwined breaths and heartbeats remained in the room.

......

Chapter 268 Going Home

noon the next day.

When Daheita woke up, there was no one beside him.

The little black doll helped her lift the blanket and dressed her. Her movements were practiced, clearly indicating that this was not the first time she had done this.

Daheita sat on the edge of the bed, still feeling a bit tired despite having slept for a long time.

My lower back is a little sore.

She was an envoy, so she shouldn't be in pain, but her lower back was still a little sore.

What time is it?

"System time is 11:42." The little black tower doll stood by the bedside, its voice calm, but its gaze lingered for a moment on the teeth marks on her neck.

Black Tower didn't notice; she simply turned her head to look at the bedside.

There's a breakfast there, or rather, lunch.

The plate was on the bedside table, its edges still slightly warm. I don't know how long it had been there, but the temperature was just right.

Black Tower looked at the breakfast and suddenly smiled.

The little black tower doll tilted its head: "What?"

"It's nothing." Heita picked up the milk, took a sip, and found it wasn't hot; it was just the temperature she was used to.

She wasn't worried that Jiang Jiu would leave, nor did she care to think about what he was doing right now.

Anyway, it's just the same few items over and over again.

Compared to these...

She held the cup in both hands, feeling the warmth of the cup's walls, and couldn't help but recall everything that had happened last night.

"..."

A blush involuntarily rose to her ears.

"Ajiu."

"I'm here."

The voice responded very quickly.

Hei Ta turned his head to look at the door, where Jiang Jiu had been standing for an unknown amount of time.

His hair was still a little damp, as if he had just taken a shower, and he was wearing that shirt she was familiar with, with two buttons undone at the collar, revealing his collarbone and the faint teeth marks on his Adam's apple.

Black Tower's gaze lingered on the teeth mark for a moment, then casually looked away and took a sip of milk.

"When did you wake up?" she asked.

"A little earlier than you."

Black Tower hummed in agreement, saying nothing more, but nodded, then asked casually, "Is the end of the world resolved this time? Is there anything else you need to do?"

Jiang Jiu blinked and gently moved closer to the black tower.

"Have."

Black Tower paused for a moment: "...Anything else?"

Does loving you count?

Black Tower: "..."

Hei Ta froze for a couple of seconds, then shoved Jiang Jiu hard, as if he was angry.

"Don't joke about this!"

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