Tan Jiao's perspective

  When I woke up again from the whirlpool of time and space distortion, I found myself lying on a bed that was somewhat familiar. I remembered that this was at Wu Yu's home.

  All sorts of emotions surged up in my heart, and now, what day is it again?

  It's daytime now, and the sunlight is quiet. I got out of bed and heard Wu Yu and my mother, Mei Mei talking through the door.

  "A Yu, you've brought back someone else's daughter now. You're a man, and it's time to take responsibility for your actions." Wu Mu's voice was calm and gentle.

  "Wooh, mom, you're still worried about this? Look at how enthusiastic my brother is towards the great god. He's probably hoping to get married as soon as possible. Brother, isn't that right? It'd be best if we could just cook raw rice into cooked rice and have a shotgun wedding..."

  "Shut up." "Don't talk nonsense."

  I rested my head against the door and couldn't help but laugh.

  Footsteps approached, the door opened, and Wu Yu stood before me again. He was wearing a clean shirt and casual shorts, completely unlike the rough and rugged appearance he had in the cave just moments before. I gazed at his eyebrows and eyes, suddenly feeling lost, lost in the confusion of which side was the real world.

  Wu Yu looked at me with those bright eyes as before, then bent down and hugged me.

  The door closed behind us. We were back, after witnessing Chen Ruyi's brief transformation and lingering in that cave-like illusion.

  "What time is it now?" I asked.

  "July 4th, 2016." Wu Yu replied.

  I was taken aback and said, "That's great."

  His arms tightened and he said in a low voice: "Yes, it's great."

  "Are there several victims now?" I asked.

  "He said: 'Not one. The first will be tomorrow.'"

  We held each other quietly for a while, that kind of gentle and solid feeling, cannot be described. I lifted my head, yearning for his kiss. And he indeed sealed it with a kiss. Can't tell what the feeling is, this kiss from the initial gentle comfort gradually became intense. He repeatedly sucked and nibbled on my lips and tongue, as if wanting to kiss deep into my body. Then he locked the door behind him, picked me up and walked towards the bed.

  I was also impulsive, and deep down my body felt like there were flames that wanted to engulf each other. But reason still existed. I struggled to say: "What do you want to do? It's still daytime now, and they're just separated by a door!"

  He lowered his head and smiled, saying: "What were you thinking? I just wanted to hold you and lie down for a while."

  I felt a sense of relief in my heart, but also a little indescribable loss. And he, with a voice like dust condensing, whispered in my ear: "Let me give you a good kiss, Jiao Jiao..."

  I lay beneath him, fully extended and motionless. Letting him, as if holding back his strength, search for something on me. We breathed softly together, I stroked his soft short hair, watching him bury his face in my chest, letting him hold me with his sturdy arms. He's a real man, but also like a child. Only I have seen this side of him. Since when did he finally dare to be completely unguarded in front of me, and let me see the true self?

  Finally, the two of us hugged and lay on the bed. The taste of mutual dependence is addictive, making people infatuated, regardless of everything that still needs to be faced.

  "Go and greet your mother for me," Wu Yu said.

  "Oh." I said, "But it's all your fault, waking up and pinning me in the room for so long... They must have a terrible impression of me by now."

  Wu Yu smiled and said, "It's okay, they know I did it."

  My heart is sweet and I say: "That won't work either, how can I maintain the elegant lady image I established two days ago?"

  I was taken aback suddenly.

  A certain realization suddenly crashed into my brain and I was completely stunned.

  His eyes were deep and profound: "Have you discovered?"