Chapter 27: Warmth

  Xiao Fengxue didn't have the heart to care about him that much, and pulled Qin Jieling who was still in a daze to leave.

  "Hey...... Xue Er, wait." Qin Jie Li was dragged away forcibly and was in a daze. She finally stopped at the staircase and shook off the hands that were holding her, "You guys...... just now..."

  She gazed at her good friend in front of her, carefully probing, and Xiao Fengxue's expression was as calm as ever, but in those clear and elegant eyes, she felt a chill.

  "Nothing, maybe he just had a brain spasm." Xiao Fengxue waved her hand and casually made up an excuse. In fact, she didn't know what was wrong with Emperor Liang today either.

  "Brain fart? Haha!" Qin Jie Li laughed.

  Probably no one else in the whole school, or even the whole country, would dare say that about him.

  "Have you had enough of laughing? If you have, then tell me what's going on. Isn't it not time for class to be over yet? How did all of you come out?!" Xiao Fengxue patted Qin Jielie's shoulder with a mixture of laughter and tears, and using "brain-dead" to describe Emperor Liangzhu's actions was quite fitting, wasn't it?

  "The professor received a phone call and had something urgent to attend to, so he left early. Then I came out!"

  "The professor said that the school will hold a meeting in the auditorium this afternoon to announce the details of this training, I heard it's one week of military training and one week of wilderness survival training, can't wait..."

  Looking at her youthful and radiant face, Xiao Fengxue smiled slightly and quietly listened to Qin Jielie's muttering.

  I remember, she used to be like that with a girl named Zheng Biya too, chatting together, laughing together...

  Time is different, place is different, the people around her are also different. She can't find that feeling again, the pure friendship of her youth...

  Di Liang Xun gazed at her departing back, his dark eyes narrowing slightly to conceal the inexplicable glint in their depths.

  Empty arms, empty heart...

  A very shameless separator line

  Qingying College Conference Hall.

  As the last dazzling red on the horizon illuminated this magnificent European-style building, the sea-blue glass refracted orange-red light, reflecting the semi-circle of the setting sun like a fire.

  All the freshmen of this aristocratic college gathered here, and the spacious and beautiful auditorium was filled with students chattering and talking.

  It wasn't until the college leaders took to the stage to maintain order that they gradually quieted down, and most of the students began to listen attentively to the training dates, notes, and items that needed to be prepared.

  However, the school's headmaster talked too much and the speech lasted for more than an hour without ending. Many students were already dozing off, including Xiao Fengxue who was not interested in the training from the beginning.

  The students' seats were arranged in order of seat number, so it was natural that she and Tei Ryou sat together side by side.

  Di Liangxun listened to the speech from start to finish with an expressionless face, while Xiao Fengxue's eyes became increasingly dazed as she listened, and the principal's thick voice coming through the loudspeaker turned into a lullaby in her ears.

  Last night, nightmares came again, another sleepless night.

  Met Zheng Biya, memories came flooding back like a tidal wave, disrupting all her calmness.

  She was indeed tired, both physically and mentally.

  At last, she closed her eyes drowsily.

  Di Liang appeared to be concentrating on the lecture, but in reality, he had been keeping an eye on Xiao Fengxue. He saw that her head was tilted at a strange angle, and he turned to call out to her to pay attention, as there were many important points in the training session that she couldn't afford to miss. However, he discovered that she had already closed her eyes, and her long, thick eyelashes curved into a line, casting a mysterious shadow under the light.

  Her head was tilted just right, her hair touching his shoulder, stirring his heartstrings.

  Di Liang's eyes deepened, and then burst out with a strange light, his thin lips slightly hooked.

  He carefully stretched out his hand, gently brushed her hair aside, and let her lean comfortably on his shoulder.

  Her fine hair gently brushed against his cheek, the warmth of her face transmitted through the thin clothes to his shoulder, and the pleasant rose fragrance emanated from her body, weaving a subtle enchantment that tantalized his heartstrings.

  He slightly turned his head, gazing at her enticing red lips and white neck, his thin lips involuntarily curling up again.

  Xiao Fengxue slept very sweetly, the assassin's trait made her accustomed to entering light sleep. Once she fell into a deep sleep, she would not only face many dangers but also unbearable nightmares buried deep in her soul.

  It's rare for her to sleep so simply like this without thinking about anything, she seems to feel a sense of dependence, a warmth that lets her enter dreamland with peace of mind.

  A relaxation that has never been had in three years...

  It wasn't until much later that the school principal finally finished his speech. The meeting was dismissed, and there was some noise around them, but Xiaofeng Xue had already fallen into a deep sleep, Emperor Liang could feel her head getting heavier and heavier, even leaning against him, pressing down on his arm until it felt sore.

  But he unexpectedly remained motionless until very late, when the students and teachers had all left one after another, and the grand auditorium had returned to its original quietness.

  A row of seats with only two people snuggled up together in the middle, the young man gazing at the serene and gentle sleeping face of the young woman, his focused eyes filled with a tenderness he himself was not aware of.

  The screen looks so warm.

  Until the school security guard came to turn off the lights and found two classmates still sitting there, "You..."

  The security guard was about to shout, but his voice suddenly stopped because he saw the boy in the seat, a pair of dark and profound eyes glanced at him casually, yet made him stiffen and unable to move.

  Those eyes were like the devil of the nine hells, and just one glance made people feel endless fear. The gentle and handsome young man he had just seen seemed to be an illusion.

  Di Liang ignored the stiff security guard beside him, shifted slightly, saw Xiao Fengxue still asleep, and gently picked her up.

  She might have felt a bit uncomfortable, Xiao Fengxue hummed softly halfway and twisted her waist, Emperor Liangxin held her tightly and waited for her to stop moving before carefully stepping out of the college hall.

  Embracing her, Emperor Liang felt a sense of fullness, as if the long-empty arms were specially reserved for her.

  She was very light, feeling like holding a cat, soft and gentle.

  Her forehead was pressed against his chest, and the warm, even breath that caressed his skin stirred his heartstrings.

  The Emperor's lips still had the same curve, but the cold lines softened with a smile, and the glacier of ten years melted instantly.

  He suddenly wished this moment would last forever...

  He carried her all the way to the parking lot, and it wasn't until then that Emperor Qing somewhat came back to his senses. He looked at the car, then at the person in his arms, unsure of how to put her inside without waking her up.

  He simply held her like this and leaned against the car body, anyway he enjoyed this feeling and didn't want to put her down.

  Looking at the serene and peaceful little face in my arms, under the orange-yellow light of the parking lot, a hint of laziness and charm is revealed. A strange feeling rises from the bottom of my heart, one that I have never had before.

  It's as if holding her in his arms means possessing the entire world...