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Lin Xiangqi didn’t understand what Chen Qiutian meant.

What had Lu Cong succeeded at?

Why was he calling Lu Cong a lunatic?

Confused, he first asked Chen Qiutian, “Why aren’t you surprised at all? I died and came back to life! Aren’t you afraid I’m a ghost?”

Chen Qiutian indeed looked at him with a ghost-seeing expression: “You don’t know anything?”

Lin Xiangqi retorted, “What should I know?”

Chen Qiutian scratched his head and said in a low voice, “You, weren’t you… resurrected by him?”

Lin Xiangqi thought that his own death and transmigration ten years into the future was already strange enough, but he hadn’t expected Chen Qiutian to have an even stranger idea.

“What does that have to do with Lu Cong? I just suddenly and inexplicably arrived here.”

Lin Xiangqi was torn between laughter and tears, “Do you think Lu Cong is some kind of wizard who can resurrect me?”

Chen Qiutian looked at him with an indescribably complex expression: “It’s really not Lu Cong? When you woke up, did you not see any strange high-tech devices?”

Lin Xiangqi: “No, it was just an ordinary room.”

Although that room was indeed a bit special.

But it was just a one-to-one replica of Lu Cong’s old bedroom, with no strange high-tech devices.

Moreover, through his time with Lu Cong, Lin Xiangqi knew very well that Lu Cong initially hadn’t expected him to actually come back to life.

Lu Cong had even thought he was a hallucination at first, so how could he have personally resurrected him?

“Chen Qiutian, have you started writing mystery novels these past few years?” Lin Xiangqi shook his head, “Your imagination is running wild.”

Chen Qiutian remained silent for a long time. After a while, he slumped to the ground, taking a breath.

“It’s better if it’s not Lu Cong, if it’s not Lu Cong, then he won’t… sigh.”

Chen Qiutian thus accepted the fact that Lin Xiangqi had transmigrated after his sudden death.

It seemed that this bizarre event was much better for him than the other possibility.

“Now I don’t have to worry about both of you being arrested by the Alliance and sent to jail,” Chen Qiutian said.

At this point, Lin Xiangqi realized that Chen Qiutian’s strange reaction might be because he knew some things.

He restrained his smile, walked over to Chen Qiutian, and also sat down on the ground. He asked Chen Qiutian:

“Why would you think Lu Cong resurrected me? What did Lu Cong… do?”

—

“A few years ago, a private laboratory in the Alliance launched a huge project, claiming they could reverse time and space in a specific location. They initially became popular online, with most people thinking it was a gimmick, a performance to gain attention. They experimented with objects, making things that had burned to ashes revert to their original state like magic. Later, they started trying living creatures—reversing injured rats back to their pre-injury state through their so-called spatial-temporal technology.”

“Before they started experimenting with living people, many people online were still very supportive of them, whether calling them master magicians or jokingly referring to their work as performance art. At least the general public thought it was very interesting. Until one day, a researcher from their lab decided to use himself as a test subject, stepping onto the reversal device, claiming to show everyone the entire process of resurrection live-streamed.”

“You can guess, how could such a thing be broadcast? The live stream was almost immediately banned, and the police arrived at the lab at the first opportunity, arresting everyone involved. The subsequent investigation results were even more shocking—those people weren’t attention-seeking self-media players; they were genuine scientific researchers working on time and space reversal. It’s just that this experiment was forbidden by the Alliance for various reasons, so they established a private lab to continue the project, but due to a lack of funds, they came up with the perverse idea of live-streaming to make money.”

“Honestly, if they hadn’t used live people for experiments, the Alliance might not have even arrested them. But when ethical issues were involved, the Alliance couldn’t stand idly by. So their experiment was terminated again, and those few researchers couldn’t pay the huge fines, so they were imprisoned for a few months.”

As Chen Qiutian was saying all this, Lin Xiangqi was anxious, wanting Chen Qiutian to get to the point. Because so far, the entire story had nothing to do with him or Lu Cong.

It was just an irrelevant internet gossip.

Until Chen Qiutian slowly sighed, then said, “After they were released, they all disappeared.”

Lin Xiangqi: “Huh?”

Chen Qiutian looked at him, nodding slowly: “Yes, exactly what you’re thinking.”

Lin Xiangqi was stunned: “Wait, I wasn’t thinking anything!”

Chen Qiutian also paused: “The answer is so obvious, and you still can’t guess? Lu Cong kidnapped them, locked them up, and forced them to continue that damn experiment!”

Lin… “start?”

These were completely unrelated words!

Lu…

“You want to say Lu Cong wouldn’t do such a thing?” Chen Qiutian voiced his thoughts, saying, “You, who haven’t seen Lu Cong go crazy, truly amaze me.”

… asked: “…So, what happened next?”

“Lu Cong secretly restarted that experiment, knowing it was forbidden. But the lab people told him they could only achieve ‘reversal,’ which simply means, to resurrect someone who has died, you need their remains to reverse them back to a living state, so…”

Chen Qiutian paused, glanced at Lin Xiangqi, and then slowly said, “…he found Shen Jiaolan, because Shen Jiaolan was with you when you died. He was the only one who might know where your remains were, so Lu Cong took him, tortured him, made him crazy, just to get him to tell where your body was.”

Lin Xiangqi blinked involuntarily: “…He arrested him to find out my whereabouts?”

“Yes,” Chen Qiutian said, “I guess he used him for some experiments too, something like extracting memories… but it didn’t succeed.”

Lin Xiangqi suddenly felt a bit afraid to hear more.

But those unbearable things were all true, things that Lu Cong had hidden from him, his dark past.

He gritted his teeth and continued to ask, “And then?”

“The location of the time-space reversal experiment was in the house you used to live in. Because those people said that even without a body, they couldn’t resurrect you for now, but they could use items related to you as a medium, hoping to revert the entire house’s timeline back to before you died. However, this experiment would definitely be harder than simply reversing a single object, requiring a lot of time, money, and energy. Lu Cong truly had patience; he waited for two years.”

“I don’t know what that time-space reversal was all about, whether it was metaphysics or really existed; I’m a bad student, so I don’t understand. But I do know that the first time Lu Cong activated that experiment, centered around your house, it caused an earthquake radiating hundreds of meters outwards. Although it was short-lived and didn’t cause much damage, it caused widespread panic and also attracted the Alliance’s attention. The police quickly surrounded the experiment site, and once again, all relevant personnel were arrested.”

“They insisted that they were illegally detained by Lu Cong and forced to start this experiment. Moreover, when Shen Jiaolan was rescued, his memory was confused and his mind was disturbed due to the experiment, he didn’t even remember who he was. So… Lu Cong’s criminal acts were confirmed: harming others, endangering society. With multiple crimes combined, he was sentenced to life imprisonment.”

Lin Xiangqi gasped.

He seemed to understand why Chen Qiutian called Lu Cong a lunatic.

Chen Qiutian’s tone was also heavy, because that period was actually very painful for insiders like him—

He knew Lu Cong’s actions were terrible, and crazy.

But he also vaguely hoped that the laboratory really was… successful.

How wonderful it would be if Lin Xiangqi could be resurrected.

So, after Lu Cong was imprisoned, Chen Qiutian secretly grieved for a long time.

“At that time, all experiment-related items were burned, which means everything you once used, everything you left behind, was gone. The reason that house wasn’t demolished was because Lu Cong made a verbal agreement with the Alliance at the time—as long as the house remained, he wouldn’t defend himself, wouldn’t resist, would accept all arrangements, and would even obey the Alliance. But if even the house was demolished, Lu Cong would take everyone down with him.”

“You really should have seen how crazy Lu Cong was then. God, when he was being tried in the Supreme Court, he suddenly released an uncontainable pheromone. Inhibitors and tranquilizer guns were useless against him. When his pheromones were released, everyone’s legs went weak and they collapsed, but he stood there expressionlessly and even said things like, ‘If the Alliance government demolishes his house, he will demolish the Alliance government.’ If I were someone from the Alliance government, I would seriously try to kill that terrifying guy.”

“However, the Alliance actually agreed. Thinking about it, it’s clear why. As long as they haven’t invented something to inhibit Lu Cong’s pheromones, then, for now, there isn’t a single handcuff in this world that can truly restrain Lu Cong, nor a prison that can truly hold him.”

“And his last request wasn’t really excessive. It was just a house. Rather than letting things get out of hand, it was better to use this small favor to appease a madman—that’s probably what they thought at the time.”

Later, Lu Cong submissively went to prison, indeed not resisting from beginning to end.

The Alliance had also considered removing Lu Cong’s scent glands to eliminate future troubles. Lu Cong himself had no will to live, and if the Alliance truly wanted to do that, he would accept it.

But… such a powerful Alpha, his value to the Alliance surpassed many people’s imaginations.

As long as Lu Cong remained obedient to the Alliance, the Alliance was willing to spare his life.

Six months later, the correctness of this Alliance decision became apparent—

“Later, the Alliance experienced the largest civil war in history, with countless high-ranking Alphas dying on the battlefield. If no one could end the war, the Alliance would fall apart… Now you can imagine it, right? Yes, eventually the military asked Lu Cong to step in and quell the unrest. It’s not that he alone could turn the tide, but mainly, weapons made from his pheromones had unimaginable destructive power. And in such a large-scale pheromone energy field, only he could move freely.”

“I watched military news every day during that period, and it made my blood boil. I have to say, Lu Cong truly had the right to be crazy about the world.”

“As you can predict, Lu Cong became famous in one battle, instantly transforming from a criminal into a hero. Originally, his ultimate crime was endangering society, but now he had saved the Alliance, so the slate was wiped clean. Everyone said he fought fiercely on the battlefield to protect the Alliance’s peace, but I felt… he probably sought death, but no one could kill him.”

“In the following years, Lu Cong won several more battles. The Alliance not only stabilized internally but also absorbed several new allied nations. The forbidden experiment was erased from the archives, and he was promoted to major general, his status rising steadily. Honestly, for a while, I thought Lu Cong had finally come to terms and was starting a new life. But every time I saw him in the news, wearing that black ear stud when he appeared, it just… made me sigh a little.”

Chen Qiutian said this, and then inexplicably glanced at Lin Xiangqi.

He thought these things would be a big shock to Lin Xiangqi. Lin Xiangqi was only eighteen after all; it would be normal for him to be unable to bear it, to cry, to be afraid.

But he hadn’t expected Lin Xiangqi to be completely unfazed. Instead, he listened intently. When Chen Qiutian stopped, he didn’t rush him, only asking, “Sigh about what?”

Chen Qiutian suddenly let out a laugh.

Lin Xiangqi squinted at him, not speaking.

Chen Qiutian: “Qi Zi, if you really weren’t resurrected by Lu Cong through some unethical new experiment, then perhaps it’s because God couldn’t bear to see your ending and wanted you to start over.”

“Maybe…” Lin Xiangqi picked up his half-joking, half-serious remark, saying, “Even God is afraid of Lu Cong going crazy.”

Chen Qiutian burst out laughing, with a few tears that he couldn’t wipe away.

—

Actually, Lin Xiangqi only seemed calm, but his mind was already numb.

Lu Cong, the Lu Cong who always seemed gentle and composed.

He had done such foolish things.

He didn’t dare mention the past to Lin Xiangqi because he was afraid Lin Xiangqi would see that terrifying side of him. In those years, the entire Alliance considered him a madman, feared him, yet also had to rely on him.

So Lu Cong lived in a state that was neither truly human nor beast.

His only soft side was his longing for Lin Xiangqi.

Other than that, Lu Cong was no longer quite like a normal person.

No matter whether the time-space reversal experiment was true or false, even with a one-in-a-million chance, Lu Cong had placed his hopes on it.

However, the experiment failed, and Lu Cong lost the only chance he had to bring Lin Xiangqi back.

After the verdict was issued, he didn’t defend himself.

There was nothing to defend.

He had no fear of death.

Because the hope that kept him alive was gone.

—

Just as Chen Qiutian got up to pour Lin Xiangqi a glass of water, they both heard an explosion from outside—

*Boom!*

“My god, it’s a midnight ghost knock!” Chen Qiutian was startled but didn’t forget to joke. He told Lin Xiangqi to stay in the bedroom while he went to see what was happening.

Lin Xiangqi was also startled and couldn’t sit still. He got up from the floor and quickly followed him out.

The next moment, Chen Qiutian’s apartment door was forced open. A group of Alphas in black uniforms stood at the doorway, split into two rows, seemingly not intending to intrude further.

Chen Qiutian stood in front of Lin Xiangqi, his terminal ready to call for help: “Who are you?!”

Lin Xiangqi suddenly realized something and tugged at Chen Qiutian’s clothes, saying, “Don’t call the police.”

Chen Qiutian didn’t understand what he meant, but soon, he felt an almost suffocating wave of pheromones.

Fierce, dominant, full of killing intent, and somewhat familiar.

“Cough cough Lu—” Chen Qiutian’s legs went weak, and he fell to his knees, holding his breath, cursing, “Lu Cong, you lunatic!”

Although Chen Qiutian was a Beta, he had felt Lu Cong’s destructive pheromones more than once.

However, every previous time, he had been standing by, accidentally caught in the crossfire. This was the first time he faced it head-on.

Lu Cong slowly walked in from the doorway, his sharp features appearing even more sinister and cold in the dim night.

Lin Xiangqi didn’t know why Lu Cong was here at this moment.

But what was urgent right now was that Chen Qiutian seemed to be on the verge of death.

Chen Qiutian rolled his eyes, grabbing Lin Xiangqi’s hand: “…save, save me again…”

Lin Xiangqi quickly called out to Lu Cong: “Lu Cong, stop releasing your pheromones, he’s a Beta, he can’t handle it.”

Lu Cong didn’t speak. He silently approached, leaned down, and wrapped his arms around Lin Xiangqi’s waist, scooping him up into his embrace, and turned to leave.

Lin Xiangqi felt that Lu Cong’s state was a bit off and, fearing a misunderstanding, quickly explained: “I didn’t know you’d be back today. I originally planned to come and check on the old man’s situation while you were busy… Okay, I admit, I secretly came back without you knowing, but Chen Qiutian had no idea, I just ran into him. Lu Cong… Lu Cong?”

Lu Cong ignored him, and as he reached the door, he coldly gave an order: “Clean up.”

The two rows of men in black behind him quickly sprang into action.

Chen Qiutian, lying on the ground unable to move: “???”

Clean up?

Clean up whom?

Me?

Lin Xiangqi also panicked. In the past, he wouldn’t have thought Lu Cong would do anything to Chen Qiutian. But now, it wasn’t so certain.

Lu Cong could kidnap an entire lab of people for him, and even make the son of a former richest man mentally disturbed. He was capable of anything.

In his haste, Lin Xiangqi bit Lu Cong’s neck and said, “Put me down.”

Lu Cong still held him, not letting go, his voice almost hoarse when he spoke: “…You want to leave? Yan Yan, do you want to leave me?”

Lin Xiangqi was startled and quickly explained: “No, I don’t… I just wanted to say, let’s talk things through properly, don’t hurt Chen Qiutian, he didn’t do anything.”

“What did he tell you?” Lu Cong’s eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at him.

“Ah.” Lin Xiangqi pursed his lips, many words caught in his throat, but now wasn’t the time to speak. He said in a low voice, “Let’s talk about this when we get back.”

“Yes, we are going back.”

Lu Cong held him tightly and walked straight out of the apartment, ignoring whether Chen Qiutian was dead or alive behind him.

He said to Lin Xiangqi, “I shouldn’t have let you out.”

—

The car was filled with the powerful, agitated pheromones of an Alpha.

The driver silently turned his pheromone blocker to the highest setting, but still felt somewhat uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth and sped up, wishing he could drop Lu Cong off and then immediately escape far away.

Lu Cong looked terrifying, radiating an unsettling aura. But Lin Xiangqi was not afraid of this Lu Cong.

He knew what Lu Cong was afraid of, and he wouldn’t mind Lu Cong being fierce with him.

Even if everyone else saw Lu Cong as an out-of-control, crazy beast, Lin Xiangqi was willing to embrace him.

So he reached out and wrapped his arms around Lu Cong’s neck, pressing his lips to gently rub against him, saying, “Don’t be angry, what happened today was my fault. I shouldn’t have run off secretly.”

Lu Cong’s breathing was erratic. Even with Lin Xiangqi’s comforting touch, he couldn’t immediately calm down.

When Lu Cong pinpointed Lin Xiangqi’s location, he had imagined many possibilities.

He was too afraid, he was truly too afraid.

Lu Cong looked at Lin Xiangqi and said in a deep voice, “You know everything, don’t you?”

Lin Xiangqi thought there was nothing to hide, so he nodded: “Yes.”

Lu Cong was silent for a long time, then suddenly said, “Good.”

Lin Xiangqi didn’t know what this “good” meant. He only knew that Lu Cong’s voice sounded like it was trembling.

“Lu Cong, where are we… going now?” Lin Xiangqi really wanted to have a good talk with Lu Cong, but with an outsider in the car, it was always inconvenient.

Lu Cong didn’t speak.

Lin Xiangqi reached out and poked Lu Cong’s cheek, feeling it was very tense. He said, “You should relax a bit.”

Lu Cong still didn’t speak, nor did he look at him.

Slowly, Lin Xiangqi realized something was wrong.

Lu Cong’s pheromones were different from usual.

The driver, fully equipped with all blocking preparations, still couldn’t hold on for too long. He finally dropped them off at the hotel’s underground parking lot, then called himself an ambulance and collapsed in the driver’s seat.

When Lin Xiangqi was carried into the hotel room, he belatedly realized:

“…Lu Cong, is your suseptible period here?”

—

Lu Cong had entered his susceptible period.

At such a sudden moment.

The extreme emotional turmoil and overwhelming mental burden caused his already near-uncontrollable scent gland to finally erupt.

“Lin Xiangqi, I won’t let you go. Even if you hate me, fear me… no matter what, you can’t leave.”

He almost violently tore open Lin Xiangqi’s clothes, pressing Lin Xiangqi beneath him, his pheromones enveloping them relentlessly.

The Alpha’s primal desire urged him to immediately possess the Omega in his arms.

“Ugh, Lu Cong!” Lin Xiangqi felt a bit of pain from him, but he had no intention of resisting. “Be gentler, it hurts when you bite.”

Lu Cong’s pheromones were filled with agitation, urgency, impulsiveness, and desire, but they also contained an undeniable tenderness, cherish, and gentleness.

Even when his body was controlled by instinct, at the moment he heard Lin Xiangqi’s complaint, he would suddenly stop and soothe him with a kiss.

Lin Xiangqi felt a bit overwhelmed because the pheromones were too intense, not at all on the same level as usual temporary markings. He even found it difficult to breathe and couldn’t help but cough.

Lu Cong’s bloodshot eyes gazed deeply at him, his hand clasped around his waist, not allowing him any possibility of escape.

“Lu Cong…” Lin Xiangqi choked back tears, but still reached out and hugged Lu Cong back, “I won’t run, I’m right here.”

If Lu Cong’s pheromones were a fire that could ignite at any moment, then Lin Xiangqi’s presence was neither prey to be scorched nor cold water to extinguish the flame.

Lin Xiangqi was the wind intertwined with him; he wasn’t afraid of this fire; he wanted to fan it, and he was willing to burn with Lu Cong.

But just before they consummated, Lu Cong stopped.

The susceptible period was inherently easy to lose control, and Lu Cong was already at the brink.

But he suddenly gained a moment of sanity, for some unknown reason.

His blood-red eyes, which should have been frightening and murderous, now completely transformed into mournful self-mockery.

Lu Cong let out a suppressed growl, enduring the emotions that were about to explode, and told Lin Xiangqi to leave.

Lin Xiangqi trembled limply, whether from the influence of pheromones or other reasons, he was completely at his mercy. His skin was pale with alluring hints of pink, and his eyes were wet as he looked at Lu Cong.

“I can’t bear it…” Lu Cong closed his eyes, almost biting his teeth until they bled. “Yan Yan, I can’t bear for you to hate me.”

—

### 125.

Since their reunion, Lin Xiangqi had always felt that something was off.

He couldn’t describe exactly what was strange.

It was just an indescribable abnormality.

Like an invisible thorn, quietly lodged there, not hurting.

But every time he and Lu Cong spent time together, this peculiar feeling would occasionally pop up, pricking Lin Xiangqi, making him unable to completely relax in front of Lu Cong.

Initially, Lin Xiangqi thought it was his own problem—

Maybe he wasn’t used to suddenly arriving in a world ten years later;

Maybe he had just died suddenly once, and after such a dramatic turn in life, he had become more cautious;

Or maybe, he was afraid his words and actions were too childish and didn’t match Lu Cong, so he overcorrected and kept himself too tightly wound.

But no matter how much he thought about it, Lin Xiangqi couldn’t pinpoint the source of that thorn.

He also tried to find reasons in Lu Cong.

But that was even less likely.

If one were to describe young Lu Cong, he was a virtuous, helpful, and good student.

Then Lu Cong ten years later was like an enlarged version of his past self, transformed into an upright and meticulously considerate gentleman.

In short, most of the time, Lu Cong was exactly the same as the person in Lin Xiangqi’s memory. He hadn’t changed much.

So where was that thorn?

Why did Lin Xiangqi always feel something was off when he was with Lu Cong, the person he was closest to and most familiar with?

Until this moment, when he truly smelled the powerful and uncontrollable Alpha pheromones, pheromones released purely by instinct, without any disguise.

Lin Xiangqi met those eyes that could no longer suppress themselves, and suddenly realized—

That thorn originated from unreality.

The air in the hotel room was entirely filled with Lu Cong’s susceptible pheromones, which contained the Alpha’s undisguised emotions.

They tore apart Lu Cong’s perfect facade in a bloody manner, revealing the painful bone and blood within.

And so Lin Xiangqi finally understood that all the familiar facets Lu Cong had shown him since their reunion.

They were all disguises.

—

### 126.

—”Usually, seeing hallucinations again is most likely an escape from the current situation.”

Lin Xiangqi suddenly remembered Tang Zhe’s words.

They initially couldn’t find the root cause of Lu Cong’s illness. Why did the hallucinations appear frequently, even though they could be controlled?

Others didn’t know, but Lin Xiangqi did. Lu Cong’s hallucination was him.

But last night, Lin Xiangqi was already by Lu Cong’s side, yet Lu Cong still saw hallucinations. That meant Lu Cong didn’t dare to face the real Lin Xiangqi.

Why wouldn’t he dare to face him?

Because…

Lu Cong was afraid Lin Xiangqi would see his true self.

He played a false version of himself in front of the real Lin Xiangqi, yet he tried to reveal a little bit of his true self in front of a false hallucination.

He was so self-contradictory, so self-torturing.

That’s why he would never get better.

—

### 127.

Lin Xiangqi felt some warm liquid dripping onto his cheek. He couldn’t believe it, but he immediately understood that Lu Cong was crying.

Lu Cong had never shed tears when he was a teenager, but the grown-up general was actually so vulnerable.

Lu Cong covered his scent gland, trying in vain to suppress his pheromones. It naturally had no effect, but he still said, “Go, find a normal person, don’t stay with a madman like me.”

Lin Xiangqi raised his limp, weak arm and slapped Lu Cong on the forehead: “You took off my clothes and then say that.”

Lu Cong was stunned: “…”

Lin Xiangqi snuggled into Lu Cong’s arms, instinctively releasing some pheromones that intertwined with Lu Cong’s scent.

He used his not-so-strong grip to pull Lu Cong’s hair down, then, thinking he was being fierce but actually being very gentle, he whispered:

“How dare you assume that I only love your ‘good’ side? How dare you assume that I can only accept your kindness, gentleness, tolerance, and thoughtfulness? How dare you assume that only you are afraid, only you are uneasy… Do you think I’m not afraid? I came here, the whole world is strange, and I only have you. I want to be good to you, but I have nothing, and you lack nothing. I investigated your illness, learned about your past, not to leave you, I just wanted to know how you got through those days without me. I wanted to see if there was anything I could do to help you…”

“Lu Cong, let’s not be like this. Don’t think of the other person as so fragile. I love you, the person, including your past and present. The things you kept secret can’t scare me at all.”

Although Lin Xiangqi was not an Alpha, he had sharp little fangs. He deliberately ground them against Lu Cong’s lips, determined, biting until they bled, then licked away a taste of blood and sweetness, saying,

“If you’re a madman, I’ll love a madman. If you’re a villain, I’ll love a villain. Even if it’s not your susceptible period today, you can permanently mark me, because I am your Omega, and you are my Alpha. We love each other, let’s do everything we want to do, don’t be afraid of anything.”

His aura was fierce, even though his beautiful face still carried a hint of youthful innocence, it was enough to completely awe the Alpha before him.

Lu Cong could no longer control himself, gasping, and once again released his surging pheromones, his rampant desire completely sweeping over both of them.

He seemed tempted by a devil, caressing the angel in his arms, wanting to commit all sorts of evil, yet tenderly giving a kiss.

“Is it real?” Lu Cong slowly pressed himself against Lin Xiangqi again. “Yan Yan, are you… real now?”

His question was too strange; another person probably wouldn’t understand.

But Lin Xiangqi understood.

Lu Cong thought this was all still his hallucination.

Lin Xiangqi offered his body, intertwining intimately with Lu Cong, and told him: “Lu Cong, whether I’m real or not, you can try for yourself.”

The fierce smoke of battle was graced by a soft, sweet fragrance.

They revealed all their emotions in each other’s unconcealed pheromones.

They truly embraced at this moment.