After the old man let them in, he pointed to one of the rooms. “That’s my son’s room. He’s working outside. You can stay in his room for the night!”


  Ling Hui pursed her lips. “Are there two rooms?”


  “The other rooms aren’t tidied up. They’re all covered in dust. I don’t think you can use the beds either.”


  Ling Hui looked at Tang Xi and Tang Xi also looked at Ling Hui. After staring at each other for a few seconds, Tang Xi spoke first. “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you.”


  Ling Hui glared at him. “Who’s afraid of you?”


  She entered the room first.

  Tang Xi followed behind and came in. He was standing at the door and was tall, almost blocking most of the light. His face was almost hidden in the shadows.

  Ling Hui knew that he was in a bad mood after coming to Mountain Cang and tried not to provoke him.

  After tidying her bed, she took out a book from her bag and placed it in the middle. “Here’s the line.”


  Tang Xi was amused by Ling Hui’s childish actions.

  Seeing a smile finally appear on his gloomy face, Ling Hui’s red lips curled up slightly. “I’m more used to you smiling.”


  “I’ll go ask Grandpa if there’s hot water. Your clothes are so wet. Change your clothes first!”


  Ling Hui walked out of the room.

  She found the old man in the kitchen. The old man was boiling the water in the pot absent-mindedly. When he saw Ling Hui coming over, he asked, “Young lady, are you from the city?”


  “Yes.”


  “Are you here to jump off the cliff?”


  “Of course not.”


  The old man got up. “I’m a little unwell. You can boil some water and wash up before you sleep!”


  Ling Hui looked at the old man who was leaving and felt that he was strange.

  The old man’s house still had an old-fashioned stove that needed firewood.

  Ling Hui had never seen such a thing before. She felt that it was new and sat on the stool, stuffing the firewood into the stove.

  The fire was going out.

  Ling Hui blew at the stove and smoke floated out, making Ling Hui cough nonstop.

  Tang Xi, who had just changed his clothes, saw Ling Hui and strode over to pull her up.

  “There’s too much firewood.”


  Tang Xi took out the extra firewood and used a pair of tongs to push it into the stove. After a while, the fire in the stove started to burn again.

  Ling Hui raised her hand to wipe her nose. “You’re pretty good!”


  “It’s the Princess who is otherworldly.” Tang Xi stood up and saw the ash on Ling Hui’s nose. He raised his long fingers and wiped it for her.

  His sudden action stunned Ling Hui for a few seconds.

  He had changed into a black v-neck shirt. The hem of the shirt was tucked into his pants, making him look tall and long. His hair was messy on his forehead, his facial features handsome and devilish. The distance between them closed and his breath sprayed on her face, making her heart skip a beat.

  She raised her hand to touch her nose, but before she could touch it, he pinched her finger. “Your hand is dirty.”


  Ling Hui’s face heated up and she retracted her finger from his large palm.

  “Since you know how to cook, I’ll leave this to you.” Ling Hui ran away.

  …


  The two of them went back to their room after washing up.

  The moment she entered, her surroundings darkened.

  Ling Hui was shocked and an arm appeared around her waist. “Don’t be afraid. The power has stopped.”


  Ling Hui pressed her hands on his chest, not letting them get too close. However, she could still feel the warmth and firmness of his muscles through the fabric of his shirt.

  She was not a shy person, but on such a dark night, her heart could not help but beat faster when he pulled her into his arms.

  Ling Hui wanted to get out of his arms but he tightened his hold on her waist.

  “Let me hug you for a while.”


  His voice sounded from above her head, with a hint of tiredness.

  Ling Hui forced herself out of his arms and walked to the bed in the dark. “I only worked with you to investigate what happened back then and didn’t agree to make up with you. Did you forget that you dumped me long ago?”


  In the darkness, Tang Xi did not speak.

  Ling Hui could not be bothered with him. She was not a pushover. Although she came to find him, it was not to be with him.

  She purely wanted to find out what had happened back then.

  After about a minute, Ling Hui heard footsteps. The man turned and left the room.

  Having gone up and down the mountain, Ling Hui was extremely exhausted after a tiring day.

  Closing her eyes, she planned to sleep.

  She did not know why, but the scene of the old man being frightened after seeing Tang Xi appeared in her mind.

  Tang Xi did not look scary. Logically speaking, the first time the old man saw him, he should not be shocked!

  Ling Hui felt like she had overlooked something. She turned over on the bed. Although she was exhausted, she could not fall asleep.

  …


  Tang Xi went out of the house and the rain continued to pour.

  Tang Xi’s tall body leaned against the wall, a cigarette between his lips as the lighter he was playing with lit up.

  He was also thinking about how the old man had gotten a shock upon seeing him.

  This house was not far from Mountain Cang. When he entered the house earlier, he had seen hunting tools hanging on the wall. From this, it could be seen that he used to hunt for a living.

  He had to go deep into the mountains to find his prey. His first reaction when he saw him was fear. He looked like his mother. Could it be that he had seen his mother before?

  Tang Xi’s fingers that were holding onto the cigarette tightened slightly.

  Thinking of this possibility, Tang Xi immediately went into the house.

  He did not expect Ling Hui to come out in the dark as well. The electricity in the house had stopped and they could not see each other. The moment he entered the house, they bumped into each other.

  Ling Hui took a few steps back. Just as she was about to fall, Tang Xi reached out and hugged her.

  “Why aren’t you asleep?”


  Ling Hui grabbed his arm and told him what she thought of. “Do you think it’s possible that the old man has seen your mother?”


  Tang Xi froze.

  He did not expect Ling Hui to have the same thought as him.

  “Go back to the room first and observe the movements of that old man in the dark.”


  Ling Hui hummed.

  In the middle of the night, Ling Hui and Tang Xi heard movement from the room where the old man was staying. The two of them walked to the door and looked outside quietly.

  The old man opened the door and walked out with a flashlight. His other hand was holding a black bag.

  The old man walked out of the door.

  “Should we follow and take a look?” Ling Hui asked.

  “I’ll go take a look. Stay in the room.”


  Ling Hui saw that he was going out and grabbed his hand. “I want to go too.”


  Tang Xi was silent for a few seconds. “Alright.”


  Ling Hui wanted to pull her hand back, but Tang Xi held on tightly.

  “What are you doing? Let go of me!”


  “You’re not even letting me hold your hand, hm?” He was very close to her and when he spoke, his refreshing masculine breath sprayed down, making her feel a little ticklish. Fortunately, there was a blackout and he could not see her expression. Otherwise, he would definitely see her blushing again.

  “Tang Xi, I’ll say it again. You dumped me. Back then, you said with certainty that you wanted me to leave your world. Now, even if you go back on your words, I won’t give you another chance.” She snorted softly, shook off his hand and went out first.

  …