I swallowed, feeling a bit bewildered.
"I, I don't know."
His fingertips gently scratched my cheek, his eyes watching my every expression. "Will you feel disappointed if we do this?"
I heard the tentative tone in his voice, and I knew what was going on.
He was afraid, afraid that if he kept me under these circumstances, I would blame him.
"I'd be disappointed."
Sure enough, after I said this, his eyes lit up with a noticeable disappointment. "I'm sorry, I..."
I raised my hand to his lips. "Just listen to me. The disappointment I'm talking about isn't because you're the one, but because I... I didn't feel a sense of involvement."
He then raised his head and looked at me, silently waiting for me to finish. I licked my lips and said sheepishly, "Well... well, I'm not afraid of you laughing. In my previous life, Lu Shiyan and I dated for a long time, but the only time we had intimate contact was when we were drunk. I don't even remember what happened when I woke up."
My voice trailed off at this point. "My disappointment isn't about what happened last night, but about how I once again, drunk and clueless, gave myself away. It ended before I even knew what I felt. After all, it was a two-person affair, and I still wanted to feel a sense of participation."
Lu Yanchen probably hadn't expected this to be the reason, and a gentle smile played on his lips.
He hugged me. "No."
He put his lips behind my ear. "You still have your virginity. How could I take something so precious without your consent? I said I'd wait for the day you willingly gave it to me."
After hearing these words, I felt a warm sensation in my heart. "Yanchen, you're so kind."
"I still prefer you calling me Brother Yan."
He stroked my cheek. "After all, I was the first person to know you."
Meeting his gentle gaze, I felt as if I had traveled through time, and long-forgotten images came back to my mind.
After meeting Lu Shiyan at the age of eight, he forbade me from interacting with Lu Yanchen. The few times I ran into Lu Yanchen, I met his indifferent gaze and could only nod, say hello, and leave.
Until I was ten, I mischievously climbed a peach tree, but my foot slipped and I fell.
The swaying branches scattered peach petals to the ground. The expected pain didn't come, and I fell into the boy's arms.
He groaned softly in pain, his handsome brows furrowed. I was terrified. "Brother Ayan, where are you hurt?"
He grabbed my hand, a gentle smile on his face. "So you still remember me."
The boy from the past had long since matured and grown up, but the smile on his lips remained unchanged.
I sighed, "If Lu Shiyan hadn't gotten in the way, wouldn't we have been together a long time ago?"
"Wanwan, I'm lucky. I should thank God for returning my lost treasure."
We hugged each other tightly, our hearts burning together.
In my previous life, I died such a tragic death. I once blamed the heavens for their injustice.
Why do my killers go unpunished, while good people don't live long? But now... I finally understand God's intentions.
Perhaps he felt too much pity for Lu Yanchen and wanted to use my rebirth to love him once more.
Although both were drunk, his behavior was very different from Lu Shiyan's.
I was reluctant to leave.
Only when I washed up did I notice many more kiss marks on my body. Lu Yanchen wasn't young anymore, and he'd never touched a woman. It was remarkable that he could stop at the crucial moment.
Looking at the marks he left, even though I'd forgotten the entire process, the thought of that handsome face kissing every inch of my body brought a flush to my face.
So embarrassing!
By the time I lingered to leave, he was already fully dressed and sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes gentle. "Baby, come here."
At first, I couldn't accept such a cheesy name. If it had come from a fat, burly, pick-your-feet-and-shoes-scratcher, I'd have vomited all my food last night.
But it was Lu Yanchen who said it, with a voice comparable to a voice actor and the face of a manga hero.
I used to think I wasn't obsessed with looks.
Now I realize that ever since I met Lu Shiyan, I've been constantly being manipulated by him. I never considered other options besides him, and I didn't even consider other men's looks.
With Lu Yanchen's recognition and respect, I broke free from my past and reestablished a new aesthetic and perspective. "What?"
He pulled me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist. He leaned in close, whispering gently in my ear, "I won't let you down."
I blinked, confused. "What?"
The man spoke word by word, "Our first night will be one you'll never forget, baby. You can look forward to it."
The blush that had finally dissipated returned, and I bit my lip, feeling shy, unsure how to respond.
I could only blush and mumble, "Okay."
After last night, our relationship had taken a big step forward. Not only did I not resist his touch, but after he said that, I actually felt a bit of anticipation!
"Wanwan, even though you're so beautiful right now that I'm itching to be touched, I have to tell you something. I just received word from the police that Su Nanfeng's autopsy results are out."
This sudden turn of events sent me from the ambiguous atmosphere to the suspenseful. "Was there a problem?"
"No, he was driving normally, not under the influence of alcohol or drugs, and he was mentally clear at the time of his death."
"What was the cause of death?"
"His car was tampered with. The area where the accident happened was extremely slippery, causing the car to crash through the guardrail."
I was a little anxious: "What about Su Ning'an? Has the problem been found? That car was hers! She was the one who asked Su Nanfeng to go there! She has no way of getting away from this!"