After washing their feet and getting into bed,
Hu Yuying blinked at Long Aotian lying beside her.
Noticing her gaze, Long Aotian chuckled and met her eyes. "What's up?"
"You seem different today, Long-ge."
"How so?"
"Just... different." The old Long-ge would’ve been like a beast in spring the moment they got into bed—always teasing her, stealing a kiss or two, restless unless he got his way.
But now he was lying there quietly, not even trying to get close.
So she whispered, "Long-ge, my feet hurt a little... Could you massage them for me?"
Long Aotian paused, then laughed softly. Was this really just about a massage? Clearly, the little rascal was scheming to spoil him.
"Silly girl, do you really think your Long-ge is that kind of man?"
She glanced at her foot already cradled in his hand and giggled, utterly certain. "Yes."
"Hmm?" He raised a brow.
Hu Yuying burst into laughter. "Long-ge, you’re so mean! Stop tickling me!"
After some playful wrestling, the girl suddenly hopped off the bed and rummaged through her bag.
Long Aotian lay back, arms behind his head. "What are you looking for? I’ll help you tomorrow."
"It’ll just take a sec!"
Soon, Hu Yuying pulled out a small metal box.
Beaming, she climbed back onto the bed, sitting cross-legged in front of him, and opened it.
Inside were stacks of photos.
A few featured Qingxue and Wan Ning.
But most were of her—many she’d never even seen before.
Sleeping, standing under falling leaves, back shots, even some from her military training days...
Each one captured a precious moment.
"These photos...?"
Hu Yuying grinned sheepishly. "I took them secretly." Her guilt was as transparent as her joy.
The last two were from their time in Haivan City.
Long Aotian’s smile softened. He wanted to say he’d kept mementos too—but she wasn’t done.
After lifting those two pictures,
A bank card lay beneath.
"Here, Long-ge. This is for you."
Staring at the card, he looked at her, puzzled.
Unfazed, Hu Yuying shrugged. "It’s all my savings."
Her mind was simple: Long-ge seemed down today. But he was so good—what could upset him?
In her world, even heroes could be tripped by money. Maybe he was struggling financially?
Between renovating the house, buying expensive furniture, and taking care of her...
She leaned closer, whispering, "It’s okay. We’ll get through anything. I believe in you, Long-ge. Please believe in me too? Let’s work hard together—no more sadness, okay?"
That bank card erased everything else.
He could never let this girl go.
So foolishly, wholeheartedly devoted—what if someone took advantage of her?
This little miser... handing over her everything. She really—his heart clenched.
Pulling her into his arms, he buried his face in her neck. "You’re such a dummy."
"Long-ge isn’t sad. Long-ge can earn money just fine. I trust you, and you trust me to give you the best life, alright?"
"But—"
"No buts. I’m happy. Truly."
He tucked the card back, carefully replacing each photo.
Then he hugged her again, his smile no longer forced—just overwhelmed. "You’re too good to me... offering me your savings."
"Mm. Of course. Because you’re my Long-ge."
Peeking up from his embrace, she grinned.
Besides, ever since they pinky-swore, she’d considered them family.
Lying together, he gently stroked her long, silky hair.
"How lucky am I to have found you?"
"I’m lucky too."
For both, it was fate.
"Ah—!" Hu Yuying shivered, shooting him a mock glare. "You big bully, always picking on me."
Cupping her face, Long Aotian adored every bit of her. "Yep. A total villain who loves teasing Yuying—every single part."
Giggling through ticklish protests, she recognized this version of him—the genuinely happy Long-ge.
Mischief sparked. She reached down, then grinned triumphantly. "Gotcha!"
Long Aotian sighed. He never should’ve indulged this habit. Now she couldn’t sleep unless holding him hostage—pure torture. "Time for bed."
"Okay." She shut her eyes...
...then peeked again, meeting his stare.
They both laughed. "Can’t sleep."
With her grip on him and that smile? No chance.
"Let’s play something fun then." He yanked the blanket over their heads.
Clothes flew out from under the covers.
(Of course, even at his thirstiest, Long Aotian would never risk Hu Yuying’s well-being during that time of month.
This was just mutual arson—a battle where both sides lost.
Or more accurately: she lost 800; he lost 1800.)
"Long-ge, mercy!"
He threw the blanket back, admiring her in just lingerie under the lamplight. "Mercy? Doesn’t feel possible."
Lights off. Covers up.
Giggles and whispers wove through the night, brimming with love.
The cold crept in—enough to chill even pajama-clad skin.
But with a personal furnace beside her? Different story.
"Long-ge... I’m kinda hot."
"No kicking the blanket."
"Then I’m scooting away."
"Go ahead. But don’t whine this winter when you’re begging me to cuddle."
Yet every inch she retreated, he followed like clingy glue.
Hu Yuying sighed, smiling. "Hopeless."
She let him pull her close again...
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