After savoring the feeling for a long while, Changye Yue could only vaguely call it a "Miracle."
Changye Yue was unwilling to accept it because this Miracle did not favor her alone.
Yet Changye Yue was also somewhat relieved, because this Miracle did not favor only one person, allowing her to claim a slice of the cake.
Of course, within that feeling, Changye Yue had also found affection that belonged solely to "Changye Yue."
Could she truly hold this Miracle in her hands?
After truly obtaining that "Miracle," Changye Yue instead became even less confident.
"What? Don't tell me you're still doubting yourself, Miss Envoy of Beauty. Do you really have so little confidence in yourself?"
Chen Li keenly sensed Changye Yue's current "psychological issue."
"Confidence?"
Changye Yue repeated the word, her gaze flickering.
Changye Yue finally propped herself up, letting the moonlight flow across her smooth shoulders. Looking down at Chen Li, her long pink hair fell around them, forming a tiny space occupied by only the two of them.
"I have never doubted March 7th's charm. What I need is you... Chen Li. Your promise, your gaze, your... everything must belong to 'me.'"
Changye Yue's voice was soft, yet it carried an unquestionable resolve.
"Through this endless night, you will belong to me, until... I personally draw that new full stop you promised."
There was not the slightest hint of relief in Changye Yue's eyes. Instead, brief satisfaction and complete possessiveness had made them deeper and firmer.
As though they were saying: the long "night" had indeed only just begun.
Just then—
A crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out.
A winding crack appeared without warning upon the mirror wall, smooth as water. Pink radiance seeped through the crack like leaping stardust.
"Oh my~ It seems our time for