Let's be friends from now on

  The rain was still falling, the heavy rain in the morning had turned into a drizzle by noon, and by evening, the rain finally stopped.

  Jiuyin slept for a whole day in her room, from dawn till dusk before waking up.

  When she woke up, even she herself was surprised at how well she could sleep, it was simply more fierce than a pig.

  The man named Canghai was no longer in the room.

  Everything from last night has become a bit fuzzy in her mind, if it weren't for the soreness between her legs, she would have suspected that it was just one of her own nightmares.

  Just like those chaotic and disturbing dreams from last night.

  She rubbed her temples and smiled helplessly.

  It's already happened, so we can only face it head-on; after all, that's reality, not a dream.

  After rolling off the couch, she hastily tidied herself up, changed into a clean set of clothes, and casually tied her long hair back.

  Looking at the haggard face in the mirror, she gazed for a while, then suddenly took a deep breath, patted her cheeks with her small hands, forcing out a hint of normal color, before giving herself a faint smile in the mirror, and stood up to walk towards the door.

  She wants to go see Qing Cheng, no matter what happened with Feng Chen Ye, at least before the two of them can escape from Feng Chen Ye's hands, she still has to stay by Qing Cheng's side.

  Just as she opened the door and was about to step out, she looked up to see a figure in white standing quietly on the veranda outside her door, staring at her intently.

  This was the first time they met after Feng Chenye took her innocence, Jiu Yin's heart was actually a bit nervous, but she still maintained a smile on her face, ignoring the soreness below, and walked towards him.

  "Have you been waiting here for a long time? Why don't you come in?"

  She saw her walking towards herself, Chen Qingchen didn't say a word, she just quietly waited.

  When she walked up to him, he stretched out his large palm and grasped her hand, pulling her towards the other end of the corridor.

  Jiuyin allowed him to pull her along, neither of them saying a word. He was walking too fast, and it was hard for her to keep up with him.

  It wasn't long before she couldn't help but hum a low note, and when Qing Cheng turned his head to look at her, she said helplessly: "I'm feeling unwell, Qing Cheng, slow down."

  The city was shaken, and he immediately let go of her wrist. When she thought he had given up on himself, he stretched out his long arm and wrapped it around her slender waist, walking with her step by step towards his bedroom.

  As soon as they entered the house, Jiuxin saw several dishes on the table in the center of the room and was slightly stunned. She looked up at Qingcheng, who simply held her close as he approached the breakfast table.

  After she sat down at the table, Zhan Qingcheng lifted the lid off the dishes and pushed a bowl of cold rice in front of her. He himself picked up another bowl and began to eat with his head down.

  Jiuyin held her own chopsticks, her long fingers trembling slightly.

  She hadn't eaten all day, and she was actually hungry too. But seeing Jing Cheng eating with her as usual, a wave of sourness suddenly welled up in her heart, so much that she almost shed tears.

  After eating a few mouthfuls, Zhan Qincheng finally noticed that she hadn't moved her chopsticks from start to finish. He didn't say anything, picked up some food and sent it into her bowl, then quietly started using his own chopsticks again.

  It's not that he ignores her, it's just that the two of them are used to interacting like this. When they eat together, he doesn't like to talk much, and it's not just during meals, but also at other times.

  He is such a lazy person that he doesn't even want to talk much.

  Looking at the food in front of him, Jiuyin fell silent for a while, finally letting out a light sigh, picking up his chopsticks and eating silently like him.

  This meal doesn't know whether it's lunch or dinner, looks like it has been left for a long time, and now it's already dusk.

  After finishing eating, Zhan Qingcheng ordered someone to clean up the room before returning to his chair and continuing to flip through his book.

  Everything is still the same as before, every time he finishes eating, he goes to do his own thing, and Jiuyin also finds something to do, or just sits beside him and chats with him occasionally.

  Although he doesn't like to talk, as long as it's her question, he will always go and answer.

  It won't be long before the servants bring them bath water, and after bathing and changing their clothes, they will read for a while before going to bed... Every day, they spend their time like this.

  After going through everything last night, returning to this atmosphere with him made Jiuyin's heart feel somewhat unaccustomed.

  Last night's events were not mentioned at all, and he didn't even ask her a single question.

  Jiuyin was still sitting beside him, looking at his perfect profile, and didn't know how long he had been staring before suddenly saying softly: "Let's be friends from now on."

  The war leaned on the tip of the city, his gaze shifted from the book, and fell on her cheek.

  His eyebrows slightly furrowed, a hint of surprise: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

  Jiuyin smiled lightly and tried to make her smile calm and composed:

  "To be honest, you don't really like me, Jing Cheng. I'm not even sure if I like you either. It's just that you're too beautiful and it's easy to get infatuated with you. We don't even have feelings for each other, so we're not suitable to be husband and wife."

  "Absurd, how many people haven't even seen each other's faces before getting married?" Zhan Qingcheng casually threw out a sentence, his gaze falling back onto the book, his perfect lips moving slightly as he spoke calmly:

  "You're going to be my future wife, I won't dislike you."

  After saying this, he became quiet again.

  Jiǔ yīn didn't disturb him.

  Before long, the servant brought in the bath water.

  Jiuyin usually bathed in Fengchenye, but today she was here, so Wanjing let her go first, yet Jiuyin hesitated.

  I don't know if I should go to Feng Chen Ye's place to report, but it has been a whole day and Qing Yi hasn't come looking for her. Maybe today is an exception, maybe Feng Chen Ye doesn't need her anymore.

  What's more, after the pain she experienced last night, her body hasn't fully recovered yet. Tonight, she absolutely can't bear another ravage.

  With a slightly indulgent mood, she rummaged through the wooden chest on the floor and pulled out her own set of clothes. She stepped behind the screen and only emerged after finishing her bath and changing into a more elegant outfit. At that moment, without avoiding suspicion, she followed him in, picked up the old clothes they had exchanged, and walked out of the room.

  Looked up at the sky, although it was late at night, there weren't many stars to be seen, but the horizon had clearly cleared up.

  Tomorrow they will have to rush again, they don't have many clothes, she hopes to wash and dry them at night, so that they can bring them along when they set off the next day.

  After doing all this, Jiuyin slowly returned to her room, which was arranged by Qingyi last night.

  He had just entered the house and hadn't even closed the door when Jiuyin suddenly felt a tight grip on his wrist, and before he knew it, he was pulled back out into the long corridor outside by someone who had appeared silently.

  She was startled and looked up to meet his deep eyes, a hint of surprise: "Qing Cheng..."

  "Go back to your room and rest." Zhan Qingcheng didn't say another word, pulling her as he headed back to the room.

  Although his face was still calm as usual, however, Jiuyin felt that behind the calmness, there was a hint of anger.

  He's been offended.

  Until she was pulled back into the room by Zhen Qingcheng and sat down beside the bed, she still didn't make a sound, not knowing what to say to him.

  Until he sat down beside her and urged her to go to bed, Jiuyin took a deep breath and said helplessly: "Qingcheng, I don't want to deceive myself anymore."

  Looking at him with eyes as deep as a well, she calmly said: "You and Feng Chenye are brothers, the grudges between you two may have nothing to do with me, but... this life of mine has been ruined by both of you. I'm not blaming you, just stating facts. Qincheng, from now on, I will live a good life, but it won't be following either of you, it'll be alone."

  Knowing he disagreed, she still said: "I was bullied by your brother, do you think I can still be at peace and content as your wife in the future?"

  "I don't care." He grasped her hand, and for a moment, a hint of anxiety that others might not notice flashed in his eyes: "Jiuyin, trust me, I can definitely take you away, just give me time."