What If the Tragic Ending of the Side Stories Was Just an Act Everyone Put On? (Part Two)

Lou Yunxiao froze.

He raised his eyes and stared blankly at Ning Ke.

His muddled brain took a tremendous amount of effort to work out what those words meant.

Then his eyes suddenly grew wet.

But instead of crying, he smiled.

He leaned in to kiss Ning Ke.

Then he gently pulled away, his smile growing a little sweeter.

"A Ke, I've never thought about too many complicated things when it comes to being with you."

"I just want to be good to you, and to the people around you."

"Maybe you think I'm putting up with being wronged, but the truth is, I'm happy to do it."

"If there's one thing that really makes me feel hard done by, it's probably..."

Lou Yunxiao leaned close to Ning Ke's ear and whispered, "Sleeping in separate rooms, and only getting six times a month..."

"???" Ning Ke flushed bright red at his words and shoved him. "Why are you always so shameless? You never used to be like this!"

With his other hand at his side, Lou Yunxiao quietly dispelled the alcohol from his system, though he still looked thoroughly drunk.

He asked Ning Ke, "Then what was I like before, in your eyes, A Ke?"

Ning Ke actually gave the question some serious thought.

"When we were in the Demon Abyss, you'd blush if I so much as touched you. When we were fellow disciples, you were especially easy to fluster, too. Whenever I brought up the person you liked, your expression would change, and you'd deny it with this righteous look on your face, acting like such a proper gentleman. You were the perfect picture of an aloof, unapproachable beauty. How come now you're..."

"A Ke," Lou Yunxiao pointed out, "why aren't you mentioning what I did to you