Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony.
In the air drifted a faint fragrance of tea and the sweet scent of strawberries.
The familiar ceiling.
The minimalist light strips.
The white coffee table.
“Master, your tea.”
Fang Qi looked at the silver-haired girl sitting across from him at the coffee table.
“The temperature has been adjusted to your favorite 52 degrees Celsius.”
She wore that light blue home dress.
The loosely tied silver bun at the back of her head added a touch of mature charm.
Her amber left eye was sparkling and moist.
In her vermilion right pupil, a crimson glow flickered joyfully!
She held the white porcelain teacup in both hands, high above her head…
The corners of her mouth were lifted high!
She kept winking at him!
Fang Qi curled his lips as well.
Day ten…
Back!
The rollback was successful!
Sister An Lian, revived!
The “wedding” was completed perfectly!
Even the world was wishing him a happy marriage!
…Awesome!
He took a deep breath…
Reached out to take the teacup, sipping it.
52 degrees, just right.
The tea was a little bitter, but the aftertaste was refreshingly crisp—the familiar flavor.
“Whew…!”
He let out another long breath, set down the cup… and collapsed fully into the sofa backrest!
He waved his hand at the silver-haired girl, who was kneeling across the coffee table.
“Come here!”
The silver-haired girl’s eyes lit up immediately!
She scrambled over from the other side of the table, using both hands and feet!
Like a nimble silver kitten, she made her way to Fang Qi’s side in a few moves, twisted her waist…
And snuggled her whole body into his arms!
A soft warmth settled on his lap.
The silver-haired girl propped her hands on his chest, looked up at him with a quick blink…
Then suddenly buried her head against his chest!
And started rubbing vigorously!
Left rub, right rub!
“Master~~!!”
Her voice was sweet and trembling, muffled!
It tickled!
Fang Qi couldn’t help but grin, reached out, and gently tugged at the bun at the back of her head.
“What’s this, what’s this? So excited so early in the morning!”
The silver-haired girl lifted half her face from his chest!
Her amber pupil was bright and sparkling, peeking through the gaps in her silver hair!
“Master!”
Her tone was full of excitement!
“Liguang had a dream!”
Fang Qi raised a corner of his mouth.
Oh, his wife couldn’t wait to start remembering last week’s loop!
“Oh? What kind of dream?”
He played along, his fingers idly teasing her small earlobe and the little plastic star on it.
“A super, super amazing dream!”
Liguang’s lips arched high, and she pressed her body even closer to him!
“Liguang dreamed that Liguang and Master…”
Her eyes were so bright!
“Really got married!”
“Ah…!”
Shyly, she buried her head in his chest and rubbed again!
Fang Qi blinked, pretending to be surprised:
“Oh, really?”
“Really, really!”
The silver-haired girl shot her head up and nodded earnestly!
Her little hands kept gesturing as she spoke.
“In the dream, everything was red!”
“So festive, so festive!”
“The ground was red, the streetlights were red, the sky was red too!”
“Liguang and Master stood right in the middle of all that red!”
She grew more excited as she talked!
The crimson in her red pupil flickered faster and faster!
“And so many people came to our wedding!”
Fang Qi blinked again: “So many people?”
“Yes, yes!”
Liguang’s hands were braced on his chest, her pretty face flushed with excitement.
“So many, many people!”
“All lined up neatly! They had such good manners!”
“When they came, they brought lots of precious things!”
Huh?
Fang Qi was slightly taken aback.
What valuable things...?
Liguang giggled.
“Those things were so beautiful, big and sparkling! They held them up, surrounding Liguang and Master, blessing us!”
Fang Qi: “...?”
...Ah.
She meant...
Riot shields and weapons?
Fang Qi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry!
...This crazy woman!
Liguang cupped her own cheeks in her hands, her face bright red, her phoenix eyes curving into crescents!
“And then, and then... Liguang, right in front of all of them...”
“Kissed Master!”
She was completely immersed in the memory of that “dream”!
She murmured,
“In front of so many people, Liguang and Master...”
Her cheeks grew even redder...
Then she suddenly buried her face back into Fang Qi’s chest!
Muffledly, she shouted out,
“Liguang really did hold a wedding ceremony with Master, witnessed by so many people!!”
“Liguang is so, so, so happy—!!”
In his arms, the warm, soft form was twisting wildly!
And Fang Qi could no longer suppress the smile tugging at his lips!
The silver-haired girl kept murmuring,
“In front of so many people, Liguang and Master completed the wedding... really completed it...”
“...Ah!”
Then she gave a little shudder in his embrace.
“...No no, that’s not right!”
She suddenly lifted her head, a flicker of panic crossing her pretty face.
She waved her hands frantically in front of her chest, her expression suddenly turning tense!
“B-B-But that was just a dream Liguang had!”
“It’s a dream! Not real! Master, don’t misunderstand!”
She blinked rapidly as she spoke, the crimson in her eyes flashing again and again.
“Liguang was just so happy that she started babbling nonsense...”
Her innocent little expression was priceless!
“Liguang was talking in her sleep!”
“Yes, sleep-talking!”
With that, she gave Fang Qi a sly and slightly guilty wink.
Then she immediately buried her head back into his chest!
And started rubbing against him again!
This fickle act—first so excited, then trying so hard to cover it up—
Was just too cute!
Then again, he couldn’t really blame Liguang.
Fang Qi looked at the head burrowing into his chest, opened his mouth, but...
He didn’t even know what to say himself!
Because he was feeling pretty excited right now too!
What a truly exhilarating “wedding” that had been!
Fang Qi leaned back hard into the sofa!
Holding the silver-haired girl in his arms...
“Hah...!”
He let out another long sigh!
He and Liguang had really caused a huge scene!
Back then...
His gaze drifted slightly as he recalled what had just happened.
Those remaining members of Bumu...
Had suddenly surrounded them!
Ready to attack them!
He didn’t know why they had suddenly turned hostile, probably because...
Liguang had some identity he didn’t know about?
They had been saying something along those lines, he’d caught a bit of it.
Anyway...
They made their move!
But those people weren’t stupid either—they were self-aware, knowing full well they were no match for Liguang.
So, their target from the start wasn’t Liguang.
It was him! Fang Qi!
Fang Qi pursed his lips.
Sigh.
No help for it.
He was weak, that was just the fact.
He admitted it.
But...
His wife would protect him!
And so...
That strategy of theirs had only made Liguang explode fully!
Fang Qi thought, then gave Liguang’s little earlobe a firm squeeze!
The person in his arms wriggled again.
Cute! So different from that domineering look back then!
Anyway, the more those Twilight AI targeted him...
The more agitated Liguang became!
The more thoroughly her core awakened!
Those guys were no match for Liguang!
Especially since they didn’t even have proper weapons!
Those Twilight AI suddenly rushed at him one by one, but...
Apart from the woman who initially drew a gun, not a single one carried any firearms!
Probably because...
Twilight had some kind of restriction?
Anyway...
A smirk curled at the corner of Fang Qi’s mouth.
And Liguang had a field day!
The scene... phew!
He hadn’t even seen how Liguang moved.
All he felt was a streak of silver light darting back and forth!
Fast as lightning!
And then...
Mechanical fragments!
Blue electric sparks!
Crimson splattering everywhere!
But honestly, the scene wasn’t frightening at all.
It was even beautiful!
When Liguang struck the backs of the AI companions’ necks, they burst into gorgeous, deep blue electrical sparks!
As for their masters when hit, there were mechanical fragments and crimson splashes!
But since these Twilight members were either AI companions or half-mechanical cyborgs—whose internal organs had long been replaced by machinery—
There wasn’t any excessively gory scene.
Instead, mechanical fragments mingled with a sky-full of blue "electrical fireworks," as crimson gradually spread across the floor...
It had a kind of cyberpunk beauty!
Standing in the middle of the whole venue, watching that interwoven scene of blue and red, only one thought filled his mind—
This was his and Liguang’s wedding!
A unique wedding that belonged only to him and Liguang!
The blue was their fireworks!
The red was their carpet!
The police who later surrounded them were the guests witnessing their wedding!
And finally...
That was their oath-bound kiss!
But...
“Master?”
The silver-haired girl in his arms looked up at him when she noticed he hadn’t spoken for a while.
Fang Qi gazed into Liguang’s bright, mismatched eyes and pursed his lips lightly.
But he did have a question.
About Liguang’s core.
Had Liguang’s core truly awakened just because he was in mortal danger?
The normal logic should have been...
Master is in mortal danger—if Master dies, he will leave Liguang forever—Liguang erupts from fear—the core awakens!
But the actual situation was...
If he died, he’d just reload from a save point!
Liguang knew that.
So logically, she shouldn’t have had such a strong emotional reaction over “Master might be killed.”
Because she knew that even if he was killed, it would only be a reload—he wouldn’t truly leave her.
So then...
Why did her core still awaken at that moment?
Fang Qi and Liguang stared at each other.
Was it because she wouldn’t let anyone else “take the life that belongs to her Master”?
Because of her possessiveness?
Because “Master’s life belongs only to Liguang, and no one else is allowed to touch it”?
Or did she want to give him a complete wedding?
…Forget it. Who cares!
Fang Qi shook his head vigorously.
The wife is awesome!
That’s all that matters!
Why overthink it?
So he cupped Liguang’s face in both hands, looked into her slightly widened mismatched eyes, and smiled:
“Liguang, what a coincidence! Master had that same dream too!”
Liguang blinked...
Then, she also immediately widened her eyes in exaggerated surprise!
"Is that really true, Master?!"
"Of course it's true!"
Fang Qi nodded firmly!
His expression was incredibly sincere!
"Master dreamed that Liguang and Master got married! So many people came to the wedding! There were blue fireworks and a red carpet! It was so beautiful!"
As he spoke, he vigorously tousled her little head again!
"Liguang, we're truly of one mind!"
He was grinning from ear to ear too!
"We even share the same dreams!"
The silver-haired girl's head bobbed back and forth as he ruffled her hair!
But the corners of her mouth lifted high!
"Heehee...!"
She nuzzled her cheek against his palm again.
"Liguang and Master, of one mind!"
Her delicate face was full of contentment and joy!
"How wonderful!"
It was indeed wonderful!
But...!
Suddenly, Fang Qi's expression turned serious!
"Liguang."
His voice dropped.
The silver-haired girl froze slightly.
Seeing his sudden serious look, the smile on her pretty face stiffened too.
"Huh...?"
She cautiously raised her eyes to look at him:
"What's wrong... Master?"
Her voice grew much softer.
Her gaze fluttered with a hint of panic, and the crimson in her eyes seemed to pulse a little slower.
...Adorable!
But he needed to stay serious!
"Liguang."
He began speaking with solemnity.
"There's something I need to clarify."
The silver-haired girl immediately straightened her back, placed her hands primly on her lap, and tensed up completely!
She stared at him nervously:
"Yes, Master! Liguang is listening."
Fang Qi fixed his gaze on her and spoke slowly:
"Since we've done what needed to be done, and the wedding has been made up for, now then..."
His expression was utterly earnest!
"Isn't it time to change how you address me?"
Liguang blinked, her expression a little dazed.
"Change how I address you?"
"That's right!"
Fang Qi waved his hand grandly, righteous and solemn!
"Forget 'Master'! Call me 'Husband'!"
"Right now! This instant!"
His face was dead serious!
The silver-haired girl stared at him wide-eyed.
And then...
"Mm...!"
Suddenly!
Her pretty face flushed crimson at a visible speed!
From her cheeks to the tips of her ears!
"I...!"
She fidgeted nervously, her eyes darting around!
"Hmm?"
Fang Qi squinted at her.
The silver-haired girl gave another little shudder, her amber pupils trembling slightly.
"Hu..."
Her tiny mouth parted, her gaze unfocused!
"Hu... hu... hu..."
But she stammered, unable to get the word out.
Fang Qi immediately leaned his ear closer!
"What did you say, wife?"
The soft warmth in his arms trembled again!
"Hu... hu...!"
"I can't hear you, speak up!"
"Mm...!"
The silver-haired girl let out a whimper like a little animal whose tail had been stepped on, and then...
She abruptly buried her face into his chest!
"Hus... band...!"
Two words, muffled, soft, and full of infinite shyness, came through from his chest.
Fang Qi's eyes lit up instantly.
And then...
"Beep."
He pressed the recording pause button!
That's right, he had just started recording!
He had recorded Liguang's "Husband" completely!
"Hus-band... hus-band... hus-band..."
And then he played it on a loop!
So nice to hear!
Starting now, this is going to be my ringto...!
Oh no, maybe not...
It wasn't very practical.
If another woman called, and the ringtone was someone calling out "husband"...?
Liguang would kill him!
Literally!
"Master!!!"
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