The Warm Sun Finally Melts the Obsession

At this moment, there was not a shred of the Silver Dragon King's avatar's majesty left in her; she was merely a little girl who had suffered the bitterness of drifting, hungry and cold, her heart filled with nothing but insecurity and timidity.

Lin Qingzhou's heart softened abruptly, and the habitual aloofness and coldness he usually wore instantly faded by more than half.

He stood up and silently cleared the dishes from the table, his tone softening and slowing down in a way he didn't even notice: "It's alright, eat if you want. From now on, with your brother, there will always be enough. You don't need to be afraid."

At this simple, ordinary promise, Na'er looked up suddenly as if she had heard the greatest news in the world. Her dark eyes lit up instantly, shimmering with tiny, sparkling lights.

It was the surprise of being gently embraced for the first time after a long period of enduring cold stares and displacement, along with a moving emotion she could not hide.

She stared intently at Lin Qingzhou's back as he cleared the table, and the instinctive fear she had felt toward his aura earlier dissipated bit by bit, leaving behind only complete reliance, vanishing into thin air.

From that day on, Lin Qingzhou's life was completely filled by this little girl who had suddenly burst into it.

He no longer locked himself in his room all day to repeatedly simulate that cruel sacrificial plan; instead, he began to learn how to take care of Na'er's daily life.

He wasn't particularly attentive, even a bit clumsy, but he was exceptionally earnest.

He would specifically scour every street and alley of Proud Arrival City just to buy the desserts Na'er liked; when she woke up crying from nightmares in the middle of the night, he would patiently coax her in a soft voice until she fell back into a deep sleep.

He would take a comb and patiently help her untangle her messy long hair, and even if he couldn't tie a proper braid, he would try again and again.

He would hold her soft little hand and stroll through the street markets, buying her pretty little dresses and cute dolls, dressing her up until she was neat and clean.

The former Lin Qingzhou had only interests in his eyes and heart, living solely to change his fate of being unable to become a soul master, his days cold and numb.

But slowly, he grew accustomed to having a little tail following him. No matter where he went, Na'er would firmly hold onto the corner of his clothes, never leaving his side, her dark eyes filled with nothing but unconditional trust and reliance on him.

She would carefully save the food she thought was the most delicious for Lin Qingzhou.

When he was exhausted, lost in thought, or troubled, she would quietly stay by his side, neither noisy nor troublesome.

She would use her soft, childish voice to call him "Brother" sweetly, over and over again.

Every time he heard that clean, pure call, the calculations in Lin Qingzhou's heart would fade a little, and the warmth he felt for the little girl would grow a little more.

He began to deliberately avoid that sacrificial plan, even intentionally trying not to think about it, and in private, he would secretly feel fortunate that everything hadn't started yet, and that he still had time to accompany this little girl who had suddenly intruded into his dark world.

Having been an orphan in both lives, how could Lin Qingzhou not love this warmth that felt like family? Two lonely souls, leaning on each other, holding each other tightly.

When there was nothing to do, he would take Na'er to sunbathe in the villa's courtyard.

Watching her hold her doll, running back and forth on the grass, laughing and playing, her crisp laughter like wind chimes drifting throughout the yard. The originally cold, lonely, and lifeless villa finally had the warmth of a home; it was no longer an empty house.

He would sit on the rattan chair nearby, quietly watching Na'er's innocent and radiant smile. All his concerns regarding Di Tian, Gu Yue, and the Tang God King, and all those calculated schemes, were gradually covered over and left behind by this simple and rare warmth.

He knew better than anyone how sordid and selfish his original purpose for approaching Na'er had been.

But now, looking at this little girl who saw only him and treated him as her only reliance, he could no longer harbor any evil intentions, nor could he bring himself to implement that cruel plan that would destroy everything she was.

Na'er's reliance and trust were like a ray of warm sunlight, shining into his dark and cold world without warning, melting the defenses and obsessive persistence in his heart bit by bit.

He began to crave this hard-won warmth and cherish the soft, cute little girl by his side; even he himself was slow to realize this change.

As the days of living together passed, the bond between the two grew deeper and deeper, long since moving past the intentional closeness and distance of the beginning.

Lin Qingzhou was no longer the bystander who only wanted to use Na'er; he would subconsciously shield her behind him, not letting anyone bully her.

He would be filled with joy because of her happiness; he would be filled with worry because of her slightest bit of unease or sadness.

And Na'er had completely let go of all her defenses and fears, treating Lin Qingzhou as her only family and only reliance in this world.

Her whole world was very small, so small that it only contained Lin Qingzhou, and in her eyes and heart, there was only this brother who gently protected her.

Lin Qingzhou sat on the rattan chair, looking at Na'er, who was squatting by the flower bed not far away, smiling foolishly at a small flower, and sighed softly.

His eyes were filled with an inseparable complexity, yet they hid a wealth of tenderness.

Perhaps from that strangely smooth encounter, it was already destined that the obsessive desire to change his fate would eventually lose to the tiny bits of warmth brought by this little girl.

All those calculated, thrilling schemes, in the end, could not compare to the mundane daily life of being together day and night.

This bond, which had quietly sprouted and grown increasingly intense, had long since, without him knowing, completely rewritten all his initial plans.

He had once been determined to defy the heavens and change his fate, but only now did he realize that the soft little girl by his side was the most unexpected light in his life, the warmth he least wanted to lose.

Isn't it just being tortured repeatedly? After so long, I've almost gotten used to it.

Lin Qingzhou finally decided to abandon the plan, looking at the sleeping Na'er with a gentle smile.

Then his expression changed, because the time for him to enter that battlefield was drawing near.

But now, he was almost used to it; he felt more of a sense of indifference.

On the contrary, every time he experienced it and woke up to see Na'er gently calling him "Brother," it served as a better consolation.

But at the same time, a deeper level of pain surfaced in Lin Qingzhou's heart.

Their relationship was built on the foundation of the evil within Lin Qingzhou's heart; every time he saw Na'er, that plan would inevitably surface in the depths of his mind, as if constantly reminding him.

Do you still remember why you approached Na'er in the first place?

In the end, Lin Qingzhou personally locked the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art deep inside a cabinet. With his evil thoughts and everything that tainted their relationship, he buried it deep underground.

It seemed that doing so allowed Lin Qingzhou to feel a little better.

In the end, the warm sun melted the obsession, and the two lonely souls remained together, never failing one another.