As soon as Shen Yi's voice came out, she instantly recalled what had happened, and the discomfort from nearly drowning subsided somewhat.
"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you..."
Being naturally reserved and almost always keeping people at a distance, when she first regained consciousness, the unfamiliar face before her naturally triggered her subconscious resistance.
Shen Yi instinctively touched his face upon hearing this, only then realizing his regular glasses were gone.
When he had jumped into the pool to save her, water droplets had splashed onto his lenses, blurring his vision, so he had taken them off and placed them aside.
Understanding the reason, he felt somewhat relieved, but Shen Yi still didn't let her off verbally,
"Are you going to report me for trespassing then?"
"Do you realize that if I hadn't climbed over the wall when I couldn't hear your response, I would've been reading about you in tomorrow's news?"
Shen Yi said this to subtly cover his tracks, erasing any traces of intentionality to prevent her from becoming suspicious.
Meanwhile, he was also observing her expression, wanting to know the true reason behind all this.
At this moment, Fu Nanzhi also felt a lingering fear. Tonight had been terribly unlucky - first falling and getting hurt, then ending up in the swimming pool.
If Shen Yi hadn't arrived in time tonight, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
Fu Nanzhi shuddered as she imagined her parents' grief upon learning of her death.
Seeing this, Shen Yi thought she was cold, so he put aside his questions and prepared to help her up.
Just as he touched her shoulder, he heard a startled cry.
Shen Yi then realized his left hand, which had just performed CPR, was still on her chest.
Fu Nanzhi had a beautiful, full figure, and the exceptional sensation made him unconsciously close his palm, naturally eliciting a cry of surprise.
This wasn't a simulated scene but rather real physical contact. He hadn't noticed while focused on saving her, but now that it was pointed out, things became awkward.
Shen Yi quickly let go and helped her up, assisting her to sit on the lounge chair.
During this time, Fu Nanzhi remained silent, and Shen Yi, assuming she was also feeling awkward, didn't pay much attention to it.
He casually took a large towel from the lounge chair and draped it over her for warmth.
It was then that Shen Yi noticed Fu Nanzhi's fair skin had become completely flushed.
From her elegant swan-like neck to her smooth back, down to her straight legs, every inch of her was red.
She looked like she was in a steamer basket, with a great fire cooking within, yet the water droplets hadn't even finished rolling off her body.
Shen Yi had never seen anything like this and wondered if she was having an allergic reaction.
"What's wrong with you?"
Concerned, Shen Yi leaned in closer, noticing her face was also covered in a rosy hue, glistening with moisture like a freshly washed peach.
Seeing her condition, Shen Yi quickly raised his hand toward her forehead to check her temperature, as this situation was definitely not normal.
"Don't... don't touch me..."
Fu Nanzhi finally broke her silence, keeping her head down to avoid Shen Yi's gaze, her voice trembling as she stopped him from coming closer.
Having just dealt with the drowning incident, Shen Yi didn't want any more accidents, so he quickly looked down at her.
Fu Nanzhi avoided Shen Yi's eyes, her heart seemingly about to leap from her chest, waves of palpitations gnawing at her inside.
Since puberty, Fu Nanzhi had discovered she was different from others.
Fu Nanzhi had developed much faster than her peers.
It was manageable most of the time, but once she took off her coat in private, it became obvious, which troubled her.
But this wasn't even the most difficult part to talk about.
Her sensitivity was abnormal, completely unable to tolerate anyone's touch.
Even when bathing, if she scrubbed a little too hard, it would make her feel as if she were drunk.
Dizzy and parched.
This made her ashamed.
So she became increasingly withdrawn, trying to wrap herself up completely, showing nothing.
For over twenty years, she maintained this self-discipline, suppressing the volcanic activity within her heart.
Her perfectionist personality wouldn't allow her to tolerate being out of control.
No friends, no social engagements, no contact - physically cutting off all possibilities at their roots.
Until Shen Yi appeared.
His appearance was like a gentle breeze, seamlessly blending into the surrounding environment without Fu Nanzhi feeling any awkwardness.
Fu Nanzhi wasn't an emotionless person - quite the opposite, her inner world was extremely turbulent, but most of the time she suppressed it excessively.
She had seen many people with ulterior motives, but none were as special as Shen Yi.
Even when he occasionally revealed his little thoughts, they only made her smile knowingly, never feeling annoying.
Sometimes Fu Nanzhi even wondered if Shen Yi was the worm in her belly, how else could he understand her so well?
So when Shen Yi suggested coming to see her, Fu Nanzhi hesitated but somehow agreed, as if possessed.
It's worth noting that besides her parents, no one had ever visited where she lived.
The volcano in her heart had been suppressed by Fu Nanzhi for many years. Although she appeared very quiet daily, as if dormant, the hidden burning magma wouldn't simply disappear.
Shen Yi's appearance stirred her emotions.
But Fu Nanzhi hadn't expected this contact to be so intense.
What seemed to Shen Yi like just a rushed rescue felt like a magnitude 10 earthquake to Fu Nanzhi.
The volcano erupted in an instant.
Burning flames consumed her heart and body.
Fu Nanzhi trembled as she warned Shen Yi not to come closer, desperately trying to suppress herself again.
But internally, she was torn.
Seeing Fu Nanzhi's reddened skin and trembling body, Shen Yi was naturally too worried to listen to her.
He crouched in front of her, held her shoulders, and forcefully lifted her head to face him.
What an expression it was - Shen Yi was almost stunned.
Without her plain glasses, Fu Nanzhi's true beauty was finally unsealed.
Her face was extremely beautiful, with long, curved eyebrows and moist, alluring lips. Her entire face radiated a uniquely touching charm that was intoxicating.
Especially her bright eyes, like hooks that could capture one's soul with just a single glance.
Shen Yi had never seen such a bold look from her, and his heart began to race uncontrollably.
"You... you shouldn't touch me."
Fu Nanzhi suppressed her emotions, her tone urgent.
But before Shen Yi could recover from his amazement, she started speaking nonsense:
"Why are you smiling at me? Don't smile, don't smile at me."
"I'm not smiling." These words left Shen Yi confused - when had he smiled?
At this moment, Fu Nanzhi suddenly turned her head away and murmured,
"Don't come near me, I don't want to make a mistake..."
The rolling heat scorched Fu Nanzhi's thoughts into confusion, and looking at Shen Yi's face, both familiar and strange,
"Why are you so close to me? Are you trying to kiss me? I'm warning you, I'll turn against you if you kiss me."
Fu Nanzhi stared directly into Shen Yi's eyes like two magnetic poles, unconsciously being drawn closer, while her mouth spoke completely opposite words.
Shen Yi's throat bobbed, finding it almost impossible to resist this temptation, but seeing Fu Nanzhi in this state, he was truly worried she had become delirious from fever, so he quickly held her arms, trying to calm her down.
"Have you lost your mind from the fever?!"
But Fu Nanzhi completely ignored what Shen Yi was saying, or perhaps she heard but didn't want to understand.
"Don't come closer, I can't take it," Fu Nanzhi struggled internally, wanting to push Shen Yi away, but the next moment she couldn't resist the throbbing in her heart, "Fine, I agree, kiss me quickly. I'm telling you, if you don't kiss me, I'll turn against you."
As soon as these words left her mouth, Fu Nanzhi felt a tingling sensation spread through her body, making her feel drunk and dazed, with heat rushing to her ears.
This long-suppressed release brought an intoxicating sense of relief.
Almost instantly, Fu Nanzhi lunged forward, cutting off the rest of Shen Yi's words.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
