413. Male Lead In Reality

Hearing Ah Yin's voice, a trace of reminiscence appeared in Liu Erlong's absentminded eyes. She pursed her red lips and, facing the night breeze, softly said:

"That was something I accidentally saw~"

"Saw what?"

Qian Renjue's voice suddenly echoed in the room.

Liu Erlong froze for a moment, not responding, her gaze still fixed on the night outside.
She must be hearing things again.

But Ah Yin’s voice shattered her thoughts:
"Master, you’re finally back! Just now, Dean Liu said she spied on you bathing."

"What?!"

Qian Renjue and Liu Erlong exclaimed in unison.

Liu Erlong, who had been staring out the window, widened her eyes as her face turned crimson with embarrassment.

She hurriedly stood up and turned around to explain:
"It's not like that, Ah Jue. Let me explain—"

Before she could finish, Liu Erlong abruptly fell silent.

Biting her red lips, she stared at Qian Renjue's figure, her eyes brimming with tears.

What use was explaining now?
A-Jue would never remember again!

Qian Renjue took the painting from Ah Yin’s hands, studied it for a moment, and fell into a slight daze.

It seemed to be from the time he almost killed Liu Erlong. He had chased her from the village gate to the back, eyes cold, striking her down without hesitation, drenched in blood, completely lost in the frenzy.

"Dean Liu?"

Ah Yin noticed the beautiful woman by the window silently shedding tears, and her smile faded instantly. She tugged at Qian Renjue's sleeve nervously.

"Master, um…"

"Dean Liu is crying. This shouldn’t be my fault, right?"

“Hmm? Erlong.”

Qian Renjue turned to look at Liu Erlong, her sorrowful and tearful appearance filled with anguish.

It seemed she truly hadn’t overheard anything.

It seems there’s no choice but to side with Bibi Dong on this.

Qian Renjue sighed, carefully setting down the scroll in his hand before walking toward Liu Erlong.

“Ah Jue.”

Liu Erlong bit her lip, tears streaming down her cheeks as she gazed at Qian Renjue with deep guilt. Her voice trembled with sobs.

“I… I broke the Memory Pearl.”

Crying, she rushed toward Qian Renjue and threw herself into his arms.

“Ah Jue, what do I do? You won’t remember anymore…”

“It’s alright, Erlong.”

Qian Renjue gently held the full-figured beauty, his voice soft and apologetic.

Hearing her sobs, he thought for a moment before stroking her silky hair tenderly.

In a gentle voice, he said:
“It’s truly okay. You can tell me the story again if you like.”

Hearing Qian Renjue’s words, Liu Erlong lifted her tear-streaked, weary face and stammered through her sobs:
“But… but everything I tell you will only sound like a story.”

“…”

Qian Renjue froze, feeling a strange familiarity in her words.

He never imagined that something he had once said would come back to him like this.

But now, he could recall everything. It wasn’t just a story—it was a memory.

Qian Renjue raised his hand, cradling Liu Erlong’s cold, soft face. A faint smile, almost indulgent, appeared on his lips as he gently caressed her cheeks.

Staring into her sorrowful, beautiful eyes, he softly said:
“Even if it’s just a story, the male lead in the story will stay with you in reality.”

“Stay… stay with me?”

Liu Erlong’s red lips quivered as she gazed at Qian Renjue’s loving violet eyes. Feeling the warmth in his palms, her heart trembled.

“Mm.”

Qian Renjue gently nodded.

Holding her delicate face, he gazed into her dark eyes, leaning in closer. His lips parted as he whispered:
“I’ll stay with you, Erlong~”

“Aj Jue~”



A Warm Breeze, A Stirring Heart

The warm breeze brushed against her, and Liu Erlong’s dazed eyes flickered, her heart trembling.

As Qian Renjue leaned closer, Liu Erlong instinctively adjusted herself to meet him halfway. She lifted her head, her delicate red lips parting slightly to make it easier for him.

Her beautiful, dark eyes—like black pearls glistening underwater—stared unblinkingly at his handsome face drawing nearer.

“Mm~!”

A warm touch landed on her lips.

Liu Erlong's body shuddered, and her cheeks instantly flushed a captivating crimson. Qian Renjue kissed her tear-streaked lips, drawing in her warmth.

He tasted her gently, savoring it like candy, his movements soft yet deliberate, leaving a glistening shine behind.

The tears that had lingered in Liu Erlong’s eyes ceased completely.

Under Qian Renjue's gaze, her face burned with embarrassment. Her damp lashes quivered lightly, and her eyes slowly closed. Following his lead, she rose onto her tiptoes, her lips parting as she shyly returned the kiss, mimicking his gentle movements.

Her strength seemed to ebb away as her body grew weaker and softer, eventually leaning into him for support. She clung tightly to his clothing, her hands trembling.

This was her first kiss.

It was also the first time Qian Renjue had kissed her.

Even in her dreams, where she had stolen kisses before, she had only dared to touch his face.

Liu Erlong gazed at him with misty, affectionate eyes, as if she could see the same tender look he had given her in her dreams.
Was it just an illusion?

“…”

Beside them, Ah Yin stood silently, covering her face with her hands as she watched the two passionately kiss. She couldn’t help but swallow hard.

The deep and lingering kiss left Liu Erlong completely immersed. Her body trembled as her breathing quickened. When their lips finally parted, a lingering warmth trailed between them.

Liu Erlong, unable to stand on her own, slumped into Qian Renjue's arms. Her slightly parted lips released soft, heated breaths. The air around her carried his familiar, intoxicating scent, making her heart race.

Tilting her head up, she gazed at Qian Renjue with flushed cheeks and a smoldering look in her eyes.

“Ah Jue~”

“Mm, I’m here.”

Qian Renjue licked his lips, savoring the lingering taste—a mix of maturity and sweetness unique to Liu Erlong. It was more passionate than Ling Yuan and softer than Ah Yin.

He wrapped an arm around her slender waist and gently stroked her blushing cheeks. As he wiped the corners of her mouth, he teasingly pushed back the delicate tip of her tongue that had peeked out.

“Mm~”

Liu Erlong’s body shivered at his touch, her red lips trembling as her shy demeanor made her even more irresistible.

“Gulp—”

The sound of someone swallowing broke the moment.

Startled, Liu Erlong panicked and buried her head in Qian Renjue’s chest.

“D-Don’t look~”

Qian Renjue's lips twitched. Turning to the side, he saw Ah Yin watching them with an unrestrained hunger in her eyes.

Rolling his eyes, he asked, “Ah Yin, what are you doing?”

“Master~ I-I’m just watching.”

Ah Yin, who had somehow ended up standing right next to them, stared at them intently, completely unashamed.

“You’d better get back to where you were.”

With a resigned sigh, Qian Renjue dismissed her.

“Yes~”

Pouting slightly, Ah Yin dissolved into a blood-red streak, retreating into the background. Still, she silently hoped her master would be in a good mood someday and share something warm with her.

Qian Renjue looked down at the trembling woman in his arms and comforted her gently:
“Erlong, it’s fine. Ah Yin is one of us.”

“Mm~”

Liu Erlong nodded softly, though her voice carried a hint of disappointment.

Quietly, she said, “Ah Jue, I’ll tell you everything… all of it.”

“Alright. I’ll come by when I can.”

Qian Renjue sighed in relief, finally calming her down.

“Ah!”

Liu Erlong let out a soft gasp as Qian Renjue scooped her up into his arms and carried her to the bed. He laid her down gently before settling beside her.

Turning to face her, he stroked her delicate face, his voice tender:
“Rest well for now.”

“I’m not sleepy~”

Her eyes brimmed with affection, as if a stray cat had found its home. Pressing herself against his chest, her slender fingers traced circles, her expression thoughtful.

“I want to start telling you now… so my male lead can come back sooner.”

“…”