The Plan Worked!

Especially when Bibi Dong's tears flowed down, and the sobbing that symbolized the complete collapse of the Pope's dignity and the suppression of the Rakshasa's demonic thoughts by the most sincere emotions came, Lin Xia clearly felt that the huge boulder weighing on his heart, called "Bibi Dong being devoured by the Rakshasa," finally crashed to the ground and shattered into pieces!

Lin Xia could even sense that the cold, violent, and destructive Rakshasa Divine Power surrounding Bibi Dong was fading and dissipating at an alarming speed, like melting snow!

Instead, there is a life force that, though fragile and weary, is incredibly pure, carrying both immense sorrow and a sense of relief!

The allure and corruption of the Rakshasa were utterly defeated by the intense will to live and the desire to protect that erupted from the depths of Bibi Dong's soul due to her reconciliation with her daughter and the possibility of "possible possession"!

It's done!

The core objective of the self-inflicted injury ruse has been achieved!

Overwhelmed by a surge of joy and exhaustion, Lin Xia almost wanted to open his eyes immediately and embrace the two women who had cried their hearts out for him and broken through countless barriers for him.

However, just as he was agonizing over the best time to "wake up"—

Two warm, salty, tearful breaths, accompanied by a heart-pounding sense of closeness, enveloped his face simultaneously without warning!

On the left, there is the aura of Qian Renxue.

It carries the warmth of sunshine, mixed with the slightly salty taste of tears and a unique, clear, and delicate fragrance that belongs to her, like the morning sun.

She could sense that the owner of that aura approached with an almost reverent, cautious urge, as lightly as a butterfly alighting on a petal for the first time.

On the right, there was Bibi Dong's aura.

More complex, containing the rich and deep fragrance of Viola, mixed with the bitterness of tears, the faint sweetness of blood, and a mature charm that is both comforting and alluringly Captivate.

Her approach carried a deeper, more resolute air, filled with guilt and pain, like a moth drawn to a candle of redemption.

The next second, Lin Xia's sensory world was completely ignited!

An incredible Limber and coolness came from the left corner of my lips!

That was Qian Renxue's kiss!

It landed lightly on the corner of his mouth, like the first snow melting.

Her movements carried the innate reserve of an angel and a slight, almost Frisk tremor, as if she were touching a rare treasure that had been lost and found again, filled with the cherishing of something lost and found and a courageous, tentative exploration after going all out.

Her lips pressed against his for a brief, restrained moment, gently rubbing against each other, and a subtle electric current instantly surged through Lin Xia's entire body from that point of contact!

Warm tears uncontrollably slid down her cheeks, landing squarely on Lin Xia's earlobe, surprisingly hot.

That salty, bitter taste seemed to carry all her unease, pain, struggle, and the desperate love she felt at that moment, seeping directly into the depths of Lin Xia's soul.

Lin Xia could "hear" the faint sobs suppressed deep in her throat, so close, filled with heartbreaking pity.

Almost at the same moment, the space between my right eyebrows was covered by a Limber, more gentle layer, carrying an undeniable sense of protection!

That was Bibi Dong's kiss! Unlike Qian Renxue's shy and tentative kiss, this kiss carried a heavy, all-encompassing weight and maternal embrace, like a brand imprinted on his forehead—the place symbolizing the soul and wisdom.

Her lips were Limber and hotter, slightly swollen and trembling from her recent crying.

That wasn't a kiss of lust, but a complex imprint that blended the deepest apology, the most painful repentance, the most desperate plea, and finally... a desperate acceptance and protection!

Her tears flowed even more profusely, like beads from a broken string, dripping continuously onto Lin Xia's forehead and temples, bringing a continuous, damp heat.

Lin Xia could even feel the scorching breath of her on her forehead, carrying a heart-stopping vulnerability and pleading that came from having completely let down her guard.

"Come back... please come back..."

This silent cry struck Lin Xia's facade more powerfully than any spoken words.

Two kisses, like a symphony of ice and fire, were simultaneously imprinted on Lin Xia's face!

Qian Renxue kissed the corner of her lips, carrying the courage and preciousness of a young girl breaking free from constraints, her tears scalding hot.

Bibi Dong kissed his forehead, her tears flowing freely as she tear through the shackles of her identity as a mother/lover, offering protection and prayer.

Despite their drastically different positions and drastically different emotional emphases, they simultaneously express the same cry that transcends life and death, transcends worldly concerns—come back!

We need you!

We accept each other!

These two kisses, from the two women he cherished most deep in his soul, carrying the hottest tears and the most resolute love, were like two sacred beams of light breaking through the prison of his soul, crashing fiercely and irresistibly into the closed, silent, and perfectly disguised depths of Lin Xia's consciousness!

Camouflage?

Closed?

Faced with such overwhelming, genuine emotions, devoid of any pretense, filled with blood, tears, and redemption, any pretense appears utterly absurd and utterly vulnerable!

"Well..."

A faint, almost inaudible groan, yet filled with immense impact, suddenly escaped from Lin Xia's throat!

Though the sound was soft, in a room where only the sound of tears and sobs could be heard, it was like a thunderclap!

Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong's bodies instantly froze like stone statues!

The Limber lips covering Lin Xia's lips and brow suddenly stopped all subtle movements at the same time, as if frozen!

Time... seemed to stand still at that moment.

Qian Renxue suddenly raised her head, her golden eyes, still brimming with tears, widened like those of a startled fawn, filled with unbelievable ecstasy and a cautious search for confirmation. She stared intently at Lin Xia's lips, afraid that the sound she had just heard was merely a hallucination caused by her overwhelming grief.

Bibi Dong's lips were still on Lin Xia's brow, her back was ramrod straight, and she even stopped breathing.

His Viola pupils contracted sharply, churning with emotions more complex than ever before—immense hope, extreme fear, and a fragile vulnerability to disappointment...

All her emotions mingled together, causing her body to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and even the lips pressed against Lin Xia's brow trembled slightly.

Their gazes, like iron filings drawn to a magnet, were scorching hot enough to melt ice, fixed intently on Lin Xia's face, on his thick, long eyelashes that seemed to tremble slightly!

Just as they held their breath, their hearts pounding like drums, anticipating and fearing the next turn of events—

Lin Xia's eyes, which had been tightly closed for far too long, bearing countless pains, struggles, and schemes, finally... slowly opened a crack, like the dawn struggling to lift the night at daybreak, carrying a heavy feeling as if it had been asleep for a thousand years.