Looking at the shy-faced Jialan before him, Lin Qiye froze in place.
"You haven't changed your heart, have you?!" Seeing Lin Qiye standing there dumbfounded, Jialan immediately punched him in the chest, her cheeks crimson.
"Of course not." Lin Qiye came back to his senses, a smile he could not suppress appearing at the corners of his lips. "Then it's settled. Two thousand years from now, I'll definitely come and marry you."
"Do you promise?"
"I promise. Want me to call Chloe over right now and have her make a sacred covenant?"
"This is between the two of us. Why call her over?" Jialan waved her fist fiercely in pretense. "If I find out you've changed your heart by then, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I'll still beat you up!"
"Alright, alright, alright." The smile on Lin Qiye's face grew even brighter. Then, as if remembering something,
"Oh, right. Two thousand years from now, my past self will personally open your coffin... He knows absolutely nothing about what happened between us, and at that time, I might... uh... be rather troublesome."
"Rather troublesome?"
"I mean, I'll be pretty single-minded, like a stinking, hard rotten stone. Anyway, I might not fall for you easily." Lin Qiye tried to put it as tactfully as possible.
"It's fine." Jialan planted her hands on her hips and spoke with complete confidence. "I'll use my own methods to make you fall in love with me again."
A string of images immediately surfaced in Lin Qiye's mind... breaking stones on his chest, Qi Ye Obedience Water, a bed shaken to collapse, Cupid's unreasonable arrows... The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, but he still firmly patted Jialan on the shoulder.
"Right! Do exactly that!"
Jialan had no idea what Lin Qiye