She very much wanted to step forward and throw her arms around Qian Renxue, but she still forced herself to remain composed.
These feelings were different from what she felt for Xiao Bai and the others. Xiao Bai had been bound to her first, and only afterward had they developed friendship and a bond. The others had either been saved by her or achieved some goal under her influence, such as Tian Meng's dream of becoming stronger, or the Ice Empress's long-cherished wish to cuddle with the Snow Empress. But Qian Renxue? In truth, she had not helped her all that much.
There had been nothing grand and sweeping, no dramatic twists and turns. Just two lonely souls meeting, followed by an ordinary daily life that hardly seemed worth putting into words.
Even so, Qian Renxue was willing to entrust her life to her. Rather than friendship, this seemed a little more like... love, with Qian Renxue the lovestruck fool who had made this decision in a moment of hotheadedness.
Leng Xiyue did not understand what love was, but at this moment, she thought that perhaps this was love?
Yes. Otherwise, how could she have made such an impulsive choice?
Leng Xiyue had considered that Qian Renxue might stand unwaveringly on her side after awakening, but she had never expected her to trust her so much that she could place her life in her hands.
This almost mindless sincerity was, instead, what moved Leng Xiyue the most. It made all the ideas and plans she had just been forming for Qian Renxue's future while she read vanish like smoke and clouds.
If Leng Xiyue had originally still regarded Qian Renxue as a chess piece, ready to arrange her next position, now she could no longer stand by and watch Qian