You Help Me, I Help You

In the dimly lit room, before the flickering monitor, the woman clutched the man's sturdy back tightly, pressing herself against his broad chest as she sobbed softly. Gradually, the man's heart seemed to melt beneath her helpless, grief-stricken crying and tears. His strong arms rose and gently wrapped around her slender waist as he silently listened to her weeping.

It was not until the animation on the screen ended that Lu Xialeng's sobbing ceased. Then she sprang out of Yin Kuang's embrace and drifted several meters away like a ghost. Though tears still hung at the corners of her eyes, Lu Xialeng let out a sigh and smiled. "All right. I've cried enough. Heh, there's a limit to how fragile you can be, or you'll only die faster. Now I feel light as a feather, and my mood's much better."

Yin Kuang hesitated for a moment, but he still did not turn around and leave. Stepping closer, he asked, "You said Red Leaf wanted to take over your body. What did you mean by that?" Yin Kuang felt that perhaps Lu Xialeng had truly only needed an embrace and a good cry to vent her emotions. Besides, with Tang Rouyu and Qian Qianqian already in his life, Yin Kuang had no intention of getting emotionally entangled with any other women.

"Hehe, exactly what it sounds like." Lu Xialeng wiped the tear streaks from her face and smiled. "Aren't I standing right in front of you now? Red Leaf failed. She wants to take over my body, Lu Xialeng's body? Even if she's a god, she can forget it! Oh, and don't get any ideas. I merely borrowed your chest for a little while, that's all." Yin Kuang said, "It may be unnecessary to say this... but if you really have