Don't alienate me again

  Yan Yi held the teacup in his right hand and supported Qian Yu Xian's body leaning against him with his left hand, gently and carefully placing the teacup to Qian Yu Xian's lips, the tea flowing out.

  Qian Yu Xian felt a stream of water flowing into her mouth, Yan Yi Mo gazed at Qian Yu Xian drinking water, secretly furrowing his brow. After Qian Yu Xian finished drinking, Yan Yi used his internal energy to push the teacup back onto the tea tray.

  Qian Yu Xian lay weakly in Yan Yi's arms, her rose-like red lips half-open as she panted for breath. Her bright and clear eyes were half-closed, gazing at Yan Yi's white clothes that were spotless. The top-grade Snow Moon White Jade on her forehead emitted a faint white glow under the moonlight.

  His ink-black eyes, like a dark night sky, gazed at Qian Yu Xian with a doting expression. He lifted his hand, which was as white as the clothes he wore and envied by all, to gently wipe away the water stain on Qian Yu Xian's rose-red lips.

  Qian Yu Xian's eyebrows furrowed slightly at Yan Yi's actions, unsure of how to react. Should she heed her soul's words and distance herself from him, or continue down this path? Suddenly, Qian Yu Xian recalled the conversation between Yan Yi and her soul. A satisfied, happy smile spread across her rose-petal lips as she gazed at Yan Yi, who was carefully wiping away the water stains on her lips. Who would have thought that this man, who treated her with such care, might one day drive Qian Yu Xian to jump off a cliff? Even Qian Yu Xian herself couldn't believe it.

  "Have you decided?" Just as Senya's rose-petal lips were curved into a satisfied, happy, and relieved smile, the familiar voice of her soulmate echoed in her mind.

  Just now, the soul was conversing with Yan Yi when she suddenly fainted because their two souls had exchanged positions. Originally, this body was already strained from having an extra soul, and now it was forced to switch control positions again, which is why this body was unaccustomed to it and collapsed. As a result, both Qian Yu Xian's usual self and the injured soul fainted together, and since Qian Yu Xian had also been poisoned, both of them are currently weak.

  Qian Yu Xian listened to the weak voice of her soul, and the rose-like red lips that were smiling suddenly scattered. "Hmm, I think I'll take a gamble. Although that black path is mysterious, the screen can display many things we know and don't know. We all feel that what's on the screen might happen in the future, but hasn't one of the screens already happened? Maybe... that black path isn't special at all..."

  A soul sat alone in the darkness, and the white dress she wore made her stand out even more. The soul's hands tightly hugged her legs, listening to the words of Qian Yu Xian coming from all directions. Her rose-like red lips curled up into a bitter smile, and with a desperate look, she closed her bright eyes. A crystal tear rolled down her standard melon-seed-shaped face:

  "I understand..."

  Qian Yu Xian's mind echoed with a voice devoid of emotion, her slender eyebrows furrowed slightly. Just as she was about to ask what was wrong, she felt an additional face in front of hers - a radiant and elegant countenance with a refined complexion. Qian Yu Xian furrowed her brow again, asking in a soft, somewhat displeased tone:

  "What's wrong with you."

  His thin lips curled up into a faint, elegant and dangerous smile, but it didn't have the same feeling as when he smiled at Gu Yang and Gu Rong. The snow-white jade on his forehead touched Qian Yu Xian's forehead, making Qian Yu Xian feel a cool sensation on his forehead, showing just how close they were at that moment. His ink-colored eyes sparkled with amusement as he gazed at Qian Yu Xian's displeased expression, his low, piano-like voice saying:

  "What do you think?"

  Qian Yu Xian listened to Yan Yi's words, her eyebrows furrowed even tighter. How did it feel like the two of them were a bit...? And this guy was talking with his breath hitting my face! Qian Yu Xian's bright and clear big eyes stared straight at Yan Yi, whose facial features seemed to be expanding. In her heart, she thought, "Dead Yan Yi, dead black-bellied person. If you don't stay far away from me, be careful or I'll let Wu Xia bite you to death!"

  She gazed at the big, sparkling eyes that were staring straight at her Qian Yu Xian with a smile in her ink-like pupils. Her thin lips curled up like a delicate silver lotus, and she couldn't help but feel nostalgic. She intentionally lowered her voice, and her slightly parted lips emitted a soft, pure, and elegant tone, like the sound of a piano:

  "I think..."

  Yan Yi's left hand encircled Qian Yu Xian's waist, his thin lips curled up to a greater extent as his smile became more and more unrestrained, his ink-like eyes gleaming with amusement as he waited quietly for Qian Yu Xian's reaction.