PFC Chapter 128 Si Jingnian, you've finally woken up.
Chapter 128 Si Jingnian, you've finally woken up.
“Si Jingnian, actually… I don’t know when, but you have unknowingly taken root and sprouted in my heart, and eventually grown into a towering tree.”
“Si Jingnian, do you know? I’ve already lived one life. In my previous life, I lived a miserable life and died with resentment. In this life, I’ve chosen a completely different path…”
Shen Qingyao's plaintive, melodious voice, like the song of a nightingale, gently rang in Si Jingnian's ears.
Her tone of voice faintly revealed traces of tears, as if carrying endless sorrow and grief.
Trapped in the depths of a nightmare, unable to escape, Si Jingnian finds himself in a dark and chaotic world, surrounded by a terrifying atmosphere that sends chills down his spine.
However, when he heard Shen Qingyao's heartfelt confession, the fear deep in his heart gradually dissipated, like snow being swept away by a spring breeze.
Just then, Si Jingnian suddenly felt a soft and familiar touch on his lips.
The sensation was like a gentle breeze caressing flower petals, soft and delicate. Despite his best efforts to open his heavy eyes and see who was in front of him, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not succeed.
On the other side, Shen Qingyao's beautiful eyes were already moist, with tears welling up in her eyes like two crystal-clear pearls.
She gazed at Si Jingnian with deep affection, her eyes overflowing with tenderness.
Finally, she gently closed her eyes, slightly pouted her pink lips, and carefully kissed Si Jingnian's lips like a dragonfly skimming the water.
This scene happened to be witnessed by Ruan Hongshuang, who was not far away.
She instantly understood Shen Qingyao's intention, and couldn't help but secretly admire the deep affection between the two.
In the blink of an eye, Ruan Hongshuang quickly pulled out two huge yellow curtains from her bosom and began chanting incantations.
In the blink of an eye, Ruan Hongshuang swung her arm and forcefully threw the yellow curtain in her hand into the air.
The bright yellow cloth drew a graceful arc in the air, and then, as if it had gained its own consciousness, landed steadily beside Shen Qingyao, forming a thick wall of cloth that successfully blocked all outside vision.
Shen Qingyao's fair and slender fingers, like graceful butterflies, gently brushed against Si Jingnian's protruding Adam's apple. The delicate touch made Si Jingnian's throat involuntarily bob.
But her fingers didn't stop there; they continued to move slowly downwards, finally resting on his broad, muscular chest.
While trapped in a nightmare, Si Jingnian suddenly felt a soft touch on his chest, and this strange feeling instantly made his heart clench.
It was as if an invisible little hand was gently scratching the most sensitive corner of his heart.
Shen Qingyao's hands were like two small torches burning brightly, setting off a blazing fire wherever they went.
Si Jingnian's originally pale skin gradually blushed under her touch, like the afterglow of the setting sun falling on the snow, revealing a unique and charming color.
Shen Qingyao's gaze slowly moved downwards along Si Jingnian's body, and when her eyes fell on the tall and erect Si Jingnian, she couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.
Si Jingnian stood firm and upright like a pine tree in a storm.
At that moment, a strong emotion surged in Shen Qingyao's heart, as if something had suddenly filled her heart completely.
The complex feeling of pain and satisfaction made her involuntarily intoxicated and unable to extricate herself.
Just then, Si Jingnian slowly woke up from his nightmare.
After a difficult struggle, his heavy eyelids finally slowly opened.
When he realized that the person in his arms was Shen Qingyao, whose face was covered in tears, his heart felt as if it had been crushed by a pair of merciless giant hands, and he was in unbearable pain.
"Ah Yao, I'm sorry! It's all my fault..."
Si Jingnian murmured apologies softly as he gently wiped away the remaining tears on Shen Qingyao's cheeks with his fingertips.
He gently cupped her face in his hands, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world. His affectionate gaze was like a sweet spring, continuously pouring out his deep love and tenderness into her.
When that familiar and captivating voice reached her ears, Shen Qingyao seemed to be under a spell and abruptly raised her head.
Her gaze was unfocused and hazy, like that of a drunkard, staring blankly and helplessly at the person in front of her—Si Jingnian.
"Si Jingnian, you're finally awake..."
These simple words, uttered by Shen Qingyao, seemed to carry immense power, brimming with boundless anticipation and joy.
Si Jingnian moved slightly, and Shen Qingyao immediately felt a piercing pain surge like a tidal wave, and she couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
The sudden pain made her already pale face turn completely bloodless.
Seeing this, Si Jingnian was immediately filled with guilt and anxiety.
He quickly reached out his hands and carefully supported Shen Qingyao's swaying body, afraid that she would fall to the ground because she couldn't support herself.
At this moment, his mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something to comfort the woman in front of him who haunted his dreams, but he swallowed the words back down.
"Ah Yao, I'm awake. Leave the rest to me. You close your eyes and get some rest."
Si Jingnian's voice was deep and magnetic, like a melodious tune, gently soothing Shen Qingyao's tormented heart.
He reached out tenderly and gently smoothed Shen Qingyao's tightly furrowed brows, which resembled twisted ropes.
"Hmm... okay!"
Shen Qingyao responded in an extremely weak voice, and then could no longer resist the overwhelming weariness that washed over her.
Her head lolled to the side, and she collapsed limply onto Si Jingnian's broad, strong shoulders as if all her strength had been drained.
At the same time, a crystal-clear tear slid down her thin cheek and silently dripped onto Si Jingnian's shoulder, like a shooting star falling to earth and disappearing in an instant.
Si Jingnian held Shen Qingyao tightly in his arms as if she were a rare treasure. His arms trembled slightly, as if he was afraid that he would hurt the person in his arms if he used too much force.
He gently rocked Shen Qingyao, the movement as slow as a breeze rippling across a lake.
Shen Qingyao's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed under Si Jingnian's careful shaking.
Like dark clouds blown away by the spring breeze, the azure sky gradually emerges.
Time passed second by second, and no one knew how much time had gone by. Finally, like a fairy awakening from a deep sleep, Shen Qingyao opened her beautiful and charming eyes with radiant eyes.
At that moment, she felt as if she had just experienced an incredibly exhilarating and satisfying dream.
In this beautiful dream, all fatigue and weariness vanish like smoke, replaced by abundant vitality and spirit.
Just then, a gentle, soft laugh came from above Shen Qingyao's head.
A thought struck her, and she instinctively looked up. What met her eyes was Si Jingnian's exceptionally handsome face.
At this moment, Si Jingnian's eyes were filled with deep affection, like twinkling stars in the deep night sky, bright and captivating.
His lips curled up slightly, forming an extremely doting smile that seemed capable of melting everything in the world.