"Ah?"
Su Cheng couldn't keep up with the sudden shift in her train of thought, his mind momentarily blank.
"But the problem is, we haven’t even tried making eye contact yet?"
Su Cheng reminded her with utmost seriousness.
They hadn’t even tested whether locking eyes would work.
And as a devoted warrior of pure love, he absolutely refused to compromise.
"Then hurry… do it quickly…"
In the end, she crouched on the ground, hiding her face behind a folding fan, leaving only her sparkling eyes visible as she gazed pleadingly at Su Cheng.
Seeing this, Su Cheng didn’t hesitate any longer. He activated his ability and met her gaze directly. In that instant, Ling Ning’s eyes suddenly lit up, glowing with an intoxicating, bewitching radiance.
But it turned out to be completely ineffective. The desire in her eyes only grew fiercer, and the next second, her pupils morphed into heart shapes. Without warning, she lunged at Su Cheng.
Su Cheng, already prepared, swiftly dodged.
Even after crashing to the ground, she immediately scrambled back up, undeterred, and charged at him again. He had no choice but to evade once more.
With his near-perfect reflexes,
there was no way she could catch him.
Ling Ning seemed to have descended into utter madness, her speed increasing as she chased him relentlessly. Yet, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t lay a finger on him. Still, she refused to give up.
Gradually—they spent an entire hour playing this game of cat and mouse in the woods.
"Ah—!!!"
Finally, Ling Ning couldn’t take it anymore and collapsed onto the grass, utterly exhausted.
"What if this ends up making her sick?"
Su Cheng stood a short distance away, watching her sprawled weakly in the grass as he muttered under his breath.
"Haaah…"
Ling Ning took several deep breaths, the sheer exhaustion affecting her body in strange ways. Strangely enough, it seemed to have restored her rationality.
"Senior, we failed. Even eye contact didn’t work."
Su Cheng sighed as he stood beside her.
"Is that so…"
Ling Ning also seemed troubled, though her exhaustion overshadowed everything else. Still, she managed to squeeze out a breathless sentence between gritted teeth, "Do you… have any other ideas?"
"Not at the moment."
Su Cheng, noticing that she seemed to have regained her composure, asked, "How are you feeling now?"
"Too tired to even think about anything else."
Ling Ning lay on the grass, staring blankly at the blue sky, her voice tinged with melancholy. "I just want to sleep."
"Then I’ll call someone to help you back to rest?"
Su Cheng suggested, adding, "I’ll think of a solution tonight. I’ll do my best to figure something out."
"To think I finally get to talk to you normally like this…"
At that moment, Ling Ning pushed herself up from the ground, straightened her clothes, and picked up her folding fan, resuming her usual poised and elegant demeanor. With a light chuckle, she said, "I must have looked utterly ridiculous today."
"No, Senior, you’re beautiful."
Su Cheng shook his head, offering a sincere compliment before shifting the blame onto himself. "It’s my fault you ended up in such an embarrassing situation. I’m really sorry."
"You’re quite the charmer."
Ling Ning shot him a glance, then snapped her fan shut. The warmth in her almond-shaped eyes vanished instantly. "Even though this was your doing, it wasn’t intentional. So, don’t blame yourself."
Though her tone was calm, there was still an undercurrent of anger—her earlier humiliation had left her deeply resentful.
"Since you don’t have a solution…"
She flicked open her fan again, hiding her face behind it as she murmured, "Why not try my idea?"
"Ah?"
Su Cheng was stunned. Hadn’t she just regained her rationality?
Why was she bringing this up again?
This caught him completely off guard, leaving him bewildered.
Snap.
Ling Ning closed the fan in her other hand, her expression turning stern and icy. She fixed her burning gaze on Su Cheng. "Don’t tell me you don’t want to take responsibility?"
"No, no, no!"
Su Cheng frantically waved his hands, hastily clarifying, "I just think we might be able to find another way."
"Having you witness me in such a state… it only fills me with shame and pain."
Ling Ning’s voice was soft but heavy. "I know I shouldn’t force you, but after thinking it over last night, this is the only way to spare us both further suffering. Besides, your character and abilities are more than respectable—you wouldn’t disgrace anyone."
Hearing this, Su Cheng was completely dumbfounded.
Yet Ling Ning suddenly stepped closer, stopping just inches away, her gaze scorching.
"So, what do you say?"
Her tone was resolute, leaving no room for refusal.
"If we become a couple, then everything that happened before won’t matter anymore…"
Mid-sentence, she let out a seductive hum, hiding her face behind the fan once more.
Su Cheng: "……"
He had no idea how to process this. While this was indeed the most straightforward solution, the problem was—he and Ling Ning had only met a handful of times. Was it really appropriate to jump into a relationship based on such brief interactions?
It felt far too reckless.
Su Cheng outright refused.
"I’m sorry, Senior."
He declined firmly, adding with sincerity, "Please give me three days. I promise I’ll find a way to resolve this."
"Oh… is that so…"
Ling Ning narrowed her eyes slightly, a faint smirk playing on her lips as she studied him.
Then, slowly, she asked, "Su Cheng, what if you still haven’t found a solution after three days?"
At this, Su Cheng frowned, pausing in thought before meeting her gaze. "If I fail by then, I’ll withdraw from the school and stay far away from you, Senior. That would also solve the problem."
"Have I really been rejected to this extent?"
Ling Ning arched an eyebrow, her voice laced with accusation. "You’d rather drop out than become my boyfriend?"
"You’ve misunderstood, Senior."
Su Cheng shook his head earnestly. "For me, it would be an honor beyond words."
"But…"
He hesitated before continuing, "Even though you seem perfectly rational now, I know you’re still somewhat affected by your condition. It might be influencing your judgment. I don’t want to take advantage of that."
Hearing this, Ling Ning felt slightly mollified, a faint smile gracing her lips. She couldn’t help but admire Su Cheng’s integrity and thoughtfulness.
"Fine. I’ll respect your choice. I’ll wait for your answer."
Ling Ning gave a slight nod before turning to walk out of the woods. As she left, she tossed over her shoulder, "If you still can’t fix this in three days… you don’t have to leave."
"Huh?"
Su Cheng blinked, puzzled by her words.
"Because I’ve realized I’m only interested in you."
Ling Ning waved her fan behind her back, her voice drifting lazily through the air. "No one else holds even the slightest appeal anymore."
Su Cheng froze at those words, standing motionless until Ling Ning had walked several meters away before snapping back to reality. Did this mean dropping out of school had been completely pointless?
The realization left him utterly stunned by the sheer power of his own ability.

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