These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Ran Xinxue kept her head down, the firelight illuminating her profile, but it wasn't shyness; it was an emotion that was hard to describe.

It's not that I can't face it, it's just that there seems to be no need for us to look at each other in the eye right now.

"I know. But is Su Mi comfortable letting you come out so late?"

"She's already asleep, she won't notice, as long as we get back early."

"Oh."

I thought you wouldn't open the door.

Wei Tu raised his head and looked at her.

Ran Xinxue looked over and saw the eyes of the handsome young man, which were like stars in the sky, or a thin layer of morning mist.

Behind this thin layer of mist lies his world, his story.

Why do you think that?

Wei Tu thought for a moment and said, "I think you'll probably calmly realize that this is pointless. Our relationship is already like this; it won't be so easily broken. Even if we're bound together by hatred, it will continue to entangle us for a long time. Some things aren't that important."

Ran Xinxue gently stroked her arm with her palm. She turned her head slightly, her eyes looking at the tiny, flickering firelight in the air.

"I actually don't think you'll come."

"Is that so?"

"You can't guess whether I'm rational or not, but I know you're very rational. You should have thought this through carefully and realized that accommodating someone like me or cooperating with me is a very dangerous thing. My ambition has never died, and what I want is never right in front of me. It seems like I'm sacrificing something, but actually I want to get more. That's how you should feel. You should define me as a risk, so you shouldn't come."

Wei Tu smiled.

"After all, you said such serious things before you left. If I don't come... wouldn't I end up with a ruined reputation tomorrow?"

"I won't do that."

Ran Xinxue looked at him again, raising her long, beautiful neck.

"I've made my decision. If you don't come tonight, then forget it. This will never happen again. I really won't make things difficult for you anymore, and I won't try to oppose you. We will gradually become the majority in this world, getting to know each other and then becoming strangers."

"But it still sounds full of hatred."

Wei Tu looked into her eyes.

Ran Xinxue nodded, showing no anger or annoyance, a rare moment of calm.

"Of course I would hate it, because the thought of constantly hearing news of your success and your carefree life after we're completely cut off, while I have to pay for the suffering I shouldn't have to endure, how would I feel? I would feel extremely resentful."

Wei Tu roughly understood what she meant.

He nodded thoughtfully. "So this is your choice."

Ran Xinxue did not answer. Instead, she walked towards Wei Tu and, without letting the young man get up, gracefully and elegantly knelt before him.

Then she reached out and pulled down his pants.

Wei Tu couldn't help but clench his fists slightly, and he raised his head.

Looking at the ceiling.

She didn't answer, because her actions spoke volumes; this was a rare act of initiative, without even using the slave mark.

Wei Tu found it difficult to articulate the complex emotions swirling in his mind at that moment.

Countless feelings transformed into strange radio waves, floating and sinking.

They separated slightly, her breath hot and moist.

Wei Tu looked down at her red eyes, which seemed to have been choked by tears.

She looked at herself with disdain and disgust.

"Disgusting smell... Couldn't you have washed up after you were done?"

Wei Tu thought for a moment, "I washed it... That's how it is when you're young and full of vigor."

Suddenly, Ran Xinxue thought of something and couldn't help but laugh.

With ill intentions, she leaned in and pressed her lips to Wei Tu's.

"Try it yourself."

"Neuropathy!"

Wei Tu reached out and turned Ran Xinxue over to hug him.

He gripped her wrist tightly to prevent her from moving around, but her soft and elastic buttocks were pressed against a place they shouldn't be.

No... perhaps it's just right.

Perhaps sensing the heat, she instinctively began to subtly sway her waist.

It rubbed against each other, thankfully without sparks.

Ran Xinxue smiled and leaned against him, even tilting her long neck back so that her lips could almost touch his cheek.

When he opened his mouth, hot, moist breath sprayed onto the boy's cheeks.

"I'm a lunatic... Be prepared, I'll be entangled with you like this for the rest of my life. I have no merit, so I can't go to Heaven, and neither can you. Come with me to Hell, Wei Tu. We'll go to Hell together."

She squeezed her legs together.

Wei Tu twisted her body perfectly, taking deep breaths.

She was indeed alluring. Despite her lack of experience, her seductive charm seemed innate, making it easy for men to succumb to her allure.

But Wei Tu had no intention of doing so.

If things continue like this, who will be the master, me or her?

That's impossible.

So Wei Tu directly supported her legs and helped her stand up.

The sudden undulation caused Ran Xinxue to instinctively grip his arm tightly with both hands.

The boy spoke in a deep, husky voice in her ear, "You and I are both beyond redemption. Let's not go to heaven or hell, let's just continue to wreak havoc on the human world for a long, long time."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched the new snow fall.

When Wei Tu carried her upstairs and placed her on the bedside, he didn't even need to take off her clothes.

She went berserk and tore off the boy's clothes.

Wei Tu also tore off her clothes, leaving them tattered on the ground, not a single piece intact.

She even insisted that Wei Tu sit on the edge of the bed, then she raised her long legs and looked down at him from above.

It sank little by little.

He frowned slightly.

A soft, gentle murmur.

"Is this salvation or ruin, Wei Tu?"

Wei Tu narrowed his eyes and supported her incredibly soft waist.

"Just a solace for two broken souls." PS: Hmm... this chapter should be good!

7 Who isn't at the Dragon Slayer Realm yet?

How can a broken soul be pieced back together?

Will they be like the convergence of two beams of light, or like two rivers finally meeting?

Nobody knew this would happen until it did.

Wei Tu was well aware of the broken parts of his soul; those scenes from his past life, those painful memories, were still his nightmares when he woke up in the middle of the night.

These were the things that kept pushing him forward, constantly telling him that God had given him a second chance, and this time there was no more excuses.

Even though he is doing better and better and has not made any mistakes so far, he is still an insecure teenager.

It's not something that can be easily solved by someone being by his side or sleeping with him.

In his dreams, those so-called memories sometimes even blend together like omens of the future, and Wei Tu couldn't help but think about it.

Could those things happen again in other forms in the near future?

These are hidden injuries that he wouldn't easily reveal. He's not really like what others think, having fame, talent, strength, and beautiful women, so he has no worries whatsoever.

And what about the woman on his body?

She had taken off her clothes, oh... she had torn them to shreds herself.

She is a woman who has faced constant choices from the beginning until now, and has had extremely bad luck.

Perhaps it's a kind of luck to have survived until now, but how to live is another question.

She wouldn't have such thoughts when facing other people. She wouldn't doubt what she's doing, whether it's right or wrong, or whether her current lifestyle is correct. She wouldn't hesitate at all.

But when she is with this boy, she begins to question the purpose of her own existence.

What will the future hold? Was I like a walking corpse in the past?

She understood that while the other party seemed to have humiliated her, they had also given her a chance to start over and be reborn.

However, she chose to linger at the door, unwilling to step inside.

She feared it was all a dream, a more sophisticated deception.

What awaits them is nothing more than repeating the same mistakes time and time again.

She didn't want it to be like this, and was even deeply afraid.

But he was forcing himself to make a choice, and she finally understood.

We can't run away anymore.

Whether it's one's past, current situation, or uncertain future.

She couldn't escape it; to live, to survive, to live like a human being, she had to face it.

She hated this boy so much for making her teeter on the edge of good and evil.