Luo Chuan widened his eyes, indignant at Yao Ziyan's groundless slander.
Though he might have, perhaps, seemingly, maybe, probably said the same or similar things, that had been who knew how many chapters ago. Was there really any need to keep harping on it?
"Hehe, groundless slander?"
Yao Ziyan narrowed her eyes with a smile. "Everything I said is true."
"Stop, enough, let's end this topic here, all right?" Luo Chuan did not want to keep discussing it.
"Luo Chuan, you need to face yourself and confront your truest heart." Yao Ziyan gave a light cough, emphasizing this with a very serious expression.
"Is that so? Let me feel your heart and see what you're thinking." Luo Chuan reached both hands toward Yao Ziyan.
"What are you trying to do? Don't come near me..."
After fooling around for a while, they finally calmed down.
"No more messing around." Yao Ziyan let out a soft breath and straightened her slightly rumpled clothes.
Luo Chuan, who had been drinking Cola, could not help rolling his eyes. "Wasn't it you who started making trouble out of nothing?"
"It just suddenly came to mind." Yao Ziyan said with a grin.
By now, the movie had reached the point where the protagonist stood beneath a vermilion torii gate. The girl gazed at the mirror-still lake beneath the starry sky, took a deep breath, cupped her hands around her mouth, and shouted.
"I've had enough of this place! I've had enough of this life! In my next life, please let me become someone from Qichuan!"
Her cries echoed without end.
Yao Ziyan moved close to Luo Chuan again.
Feeling the soft warmth coming from beside him, Luo Chuan's heart remained utterly calm. His gaze did not even leave the screen playing the movie.
"What is it?"