Unable to resist, Yao Wan subconsciously scratched her hair. She still felt somewhat embarrassed about this topic.
Embarrassed... it was not as though she felt none of it, but if she had to put it into words, discussing that unknown side of her past in front of her husband was rather embarrassing.
But it was naturally not just embarrassment. There was also some awkwardness and nervousness.
Though she truly felt from the bottom of her heart that there was nothing wrong with it—
"Souls?"
Xiao Yan subconsciously murmured, clearly not expecting Yao Wan to give such an answer.
"After all, in that kind of environment, you couldn't see appearances, didn't know each other's pasts, and had no idea who anyone was. Everyone was like a formless existence confined within the simplest frames and words. Naturally, there weren't so many rules and restrictions as there were in real life, right?"
Yao Wan pondered for a moment before voicing her thoughts.
"People... always have a desire to express themselves. The thoughts in their hearts would always slip out inadvertently for one reason or another. It isn't strange for a group of people you can neither see nor touch, and who would have no impact on your real life, to become the ones you confide in, is it?"
Yao Wan casually said as she subconsciously raised her long, fair leg and shifted into another pose, lifting her toes.
Though many years had passed since she left that place, and though she had spent nearly twice as long living on the Dou Qi Continent as she had in that world, that experience alone, along with her feelings for her family, had been sealed away. Even as time passed, neither had been worn away.
Yet the look of realization Yao Wan had expected did not