Chu Liuyue returned to her room.
As soon as she pulled back the curtains, she saw a dark silhouette sitting on the sofa, illuminated by the light flooding into the room.
The outline of the shadow gradually became clear.
Yan Qingdu had his arms resting on the back of the sofa, his long legs crossed as he sat there in a lazy posture.
Seeing Chu Liuyue return, he slightly turned his head.
He simply said in a mild tone,
"You're back?"
He acted just like a husband waiting for his wife to come home.
Chu Liuyue was so annoyed by his calm and composed demeanor that she almost laughed.
"Yan Qingdu! Have you been living comfortably for so long that you're itching for a beating?"
"This is my room. I haven't even questioned you for sneaking in silently, yet here you are..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted.
Yan Qingdu's eyes sparkled with anticipation.
"You can punish me."
"Yueyue."
She remembered.
Chu Liuyue remembered the few times they were alone together, she had pinned him down.
Forcefully.
Yet he had yielded.
"You're sick in the head."
In the end, she couldn't help but utter these words.
Yan Qingdu actually thought about it seriously for a moment, then nodded.
He said in an earnest tone:
"It seems so..."
"Master."
Chu Liuyue slightly raised her hand.
In the void, her spiritual power morphed into an invisible hand that grabbed him by the back of his collar and threw him heavily onto the ground.
Yan Qingdu winced and bared his teeth in pain.
Yet a faint smile lingered on his lips.
Chu Liuyue was just about to scold him.
Suddenly, she realized that this was wrong; doing so seemed like rewarding him.
She lowered her eyes, opened the room door, and motioned for him to leave.
But Yan Qingdu didn't move an inch.
Chu Liuyue lost her patience and glared at him.
"Do you want me to call the guards to carry you out?"
"Yueyue," he spoke up.
His tone carried a hint of grievance.
"Do you remember our last conversation?"
Chu Liuyue was taken aback. "What?"
Yan Qingdu pushed himself up with one hand and brushed off the non-existent dust from his clothes.
He slowly approached her, step by step.
His eyes deepened.
"I am sorry for ignoring the past you."
"But the one I like is the present you."
"This current Chu Liuyue."
He deliberately emphasized the name Chu Liuyue.
It was as if he also knew the difference between Chu Yue and Chu Liuyue.
Chu Liuyue remained silent.
The system popped up as well.
"Danger! Host, you must not let anyone discover your true identity, or the mission will be deemed a failure."
Facing Yan Qingdu's sharp gaze, she replied:
"I am Chu Yue, and I am also Chu Liuyue."
"Only by going through those painful experiences was the current me forged."
Yan Qingdu did not deny it.
He nodded.
And he actually walked past her and left the room.
She had thought he would shamelessly pester her.
Just as she was about to close the door, a hand suddenly reached in and blocked the doorframe.
Following the movement, her gaze crashed into Yan Qingdu's eyes.
He had returned.
"What is it?" Chu Liuyue looked at him patiently.
Yan Qingdu tugged at the corners of his lips.
"No matter who you are, I won't give up."
"..." Chu Liuyue raised an eyebrow.
Yan Qingdu continued with a decisive tone, "I won't give up on liking you."
After saying that, he turned around neatly and walked away.
Under the pitch-black night sky, his silhouette in the corridor looked a bit lonely.
Three seconds later.
Chu Liuyue's door closed completely.
Yan Qingdu, who had just walked away so smoothly, paused his steps and turned his head to look at the tightly shut door.
All the confidence and laziness on his face vanished into thin air at this moment.
Unable to hide the gloom between his brows, he let out a soft sigh.
After thinking for a moment, he lightly punched himself in the head.
Still unsatisfied, he slapped his own mouth.
He muttered in a low voice, "What did I say wrong? Did I make her unhappy?"
He began an endless mental review of his actions.
Which movement or which sentence just now was off?
By the time he returned to his own room, the door next door happened to open.
Zhou Yu'an was looking at him.
He said in a friendly tone:
"Failed?"
Yan Qingdu replied with two words.
"Heh heh."
He wouldn't give up.
The next time Chu Liuyue saw Yan Qingdu was half a month later.
After the research institute in Kyoto collapsed, in order to study these giant plants and figure out how to better inhibit their reproduction, a temporary small research institute was set up in the northwest part of the base, led by Yan Qingdu.
It primarily focused on research in these directions.
"Lady Liuyue, there is the latest progress from the research institute."
"I know."
When Chu Liuyue arrived at the research institute, she saw Yan Qingdu wearing a white lab coat.
This was the first time she had seen Yan Qingdu wear white.
After all, his daily attire was either a black trench coat or a black jacket, making him look as lazy as a detective or a third-rate assassin.
Wearing white actually made his aura seem a bit gentler.
Seeing her arrive, Yan Qingdu took the initiative to greet her.
He even opened his mouth with a bit of a cheeky remark.
"How is it?"
"Aside from Zhou Yu'an, don't I look pretty good in a white lab coat too?"
There was a faint sense of rivalry in his tone.
This world is almost done.
Overall, it is estimated that there are two chapters left until the end, plus the extra side stories.
