Brainwaves Are Also Electricity

But in the end, nothing happened.

Gu Chengyin did not let Lin Qingyan release her inner demon.

Even though if she did, Gu Chengyin could turn Lin Qingyan into a wanted criminal and ruthlessly arrest her.

But he still didn't do that.

Instead, he leaned against the carriage wall and held Lin Qingyan in his arms.

It was like holding a large doll, his movements gentle and intimate.

He held her with careful cherishment, without any inappropriate actions.

Lin Qingyan was also very obedient, quietly curled up in his arms, motionless.

Even though her heartbeat was still a bit fast, and her face still a bit hot, she didn't act recklessly.

Because she had promised Gu Chengyin that without his consent, she could not casually release her inner demon.

Even if Lin Qingyan didn't understand why.

Gu Chengyin clearly knew she liked him and knew she wouldn't refuse.

He clearly could have gone a step further, yet he stopped here.

Why?

This thought circled in Lin Qingyan's mind, but she didn't ask it out loud.

She could feel the electricity on Gu Chengyin's body; it was the fluctuation of his thinking.

She was already very familiar with it.

Gu Chengyin was thinking about something, something very important.

And just as Lin Qingyan sensed, Gu Chengyin was indeed pondering.

Pondering his future with Lin Qingyan.

Gu Chengyin did not agree to let her release the inner demon, nor did he go a step further.

It wasn't that he couldn't, but that he was keeping a distance.

Was Lin Qingyan truly awake?

She merely looked awake.

She merely made him feel that she was awake.

Gu Chengyin lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping face of Fairy Jingzhe in his arms.

A ray of sunlight leaked through the gap in the curtains and fell on her cheek.

It made the faint blush on her face even more obvious.

Her eyelashes were very long, slightly curled upwards, casting fine shadows on her eyelids.

Her breathing was soft and even, as if she had truly fallen asleep.

Gu Chengyin withdrew his gaze and looked into the void.

Ever since he called her Lord Jingzhe once.

Lin Qingyan's reaction at that time served as a reminder to Gu Chengyin.

It also made him realize that his way of keeping distance was wrong.

He shouldn't deliberately distance himself, nor should he intentionally give her the cold shoulder.

Instead, it should be restraint, self-discipline, and stopping just before crossing the line.

They could hug, cuddle, and kiss.

But, nothing more than that.

This way, Lin Qingyan wouldn't get angry.

This way, it could also weaken the inner demon.

And only in this way would he not fall too deeply into it.

Gu Chengyin sighed deeply in his heart.

Lin Qingyan was truly too good, too perfect.

So perfect that Gu Chengyin had to constantly remind himself.

This was a transaction.

She was a soft spot, a weakness, a fatal vulnerability.

Just like Emperor Luo, this emperor of the Great Luo possessed brilliant methods, a vicious eye, and deep thoughts.

He turned the clouds and rain in the imperial court, navigated political schemes with ease, and gathered all the heroes of the world into his trap.

But Gu Chengyin never felt that Emperor Luo was invincible.

Because Emperor Luo had a soft spot.

And this soft spot was in his hands, firmly grasped by him.

As long as the soft spot was in his hands, Emperor Luo could do nothing to him.

Therefore, Gu Chengyin would never allow himself to be like Emperor Luo.

To have his soft spot grasped by someone else, leaving him helpless.

Even if this soft spot was the invincible Golden Core cultivator, Lin Qingyan.

But precisely because she was invincible at the Golden Core stage.

It was even more dangerous.

This danger did not come from the outside world, but from Lin Qingyan herself.

An abyss ahead, and hell behind.

The best method Gu Chengyin could think of right now was to keep his distance and stay exactly where they were.

Neither advancing recklessly nor distancing himself.

The rest, he would leave to time.

Right at this moment, Lin Qingyan felt a stir in her heart. She didn't open her eyes and maintained her posture.

But just now, she had a feeling.

Gu Chengyin had confirmed something, and it was something very important.

And it was about her.

This feeling was very subtle, indescribable, yet truly existed.

Because she could feel the electricity on Gu Chengyin's body.

This was an innate ability of Lin Qingyan's.

From childhood to adulthood, she could feel the electricity on everyone's body.

It was not the electricity of thunder and lightning, but a kind of fluctuation.

This thing was hidden in everyone, hidden in their gazes, hidden in their smiles, hidden in their every movement.

The electricity on some people was malicious, cold and clammy, making one want to stay far away.

The electricity on some people was greedy, scorching and piercing, making one feel uncomfortable all over.

The electricity on some people was hypocritical, warm on the surface, but hiding calculation inside.

Lin Qingyan hated the electricity on everyone.

Except for her sister.

The electricity on her sister was clean, pure, and carried the warmth of a family member.

And Gu Chengyin.

The electricity on Gu Chengyin was the best.

There was no malice, no greed, no hypocrisy, and no strange things at all.

There was only tolerance and closeness.

There was only the urge that made her want to cuddle with him.

This was also why Lin Qingyan kept everyone three feet away, yet always liked to stick close to Gu Chengyin.

Because she hated everyone's electricity, but only liked Gu Chengyin's.

But just now...

Lin Qingyan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

In that very moment just now, she keenly sensed it.

The electricity on Gu Chengyin's body had changed.

How should she put it...

It was still tolerant, still close, and still made her want to cuddle.

But...

There was no future.

Yes, no future.

It was as if it suddenly had an expiration date; when the time was up, this electricity would disappear.

Lin Qingyan's heart suddenly clenched.

She remembered saying just now that she wanted to release her inner demon; it was a probe driven by the restlessness of the inner demon, a hint that she wanted to take a step further.

But in the end, Gu Chengyin just held her in his arms.

He didn't agree, didn't make a move, nothing at all.

Lin Qingyan thought he was pondering things, such as the situation in the Divine Capital, Emperor Luo's intentions, and so on.

She thought that after he figured it out, something would happen.

But Gu Chengyin didn't. Not only that, the electricity on his body had also changed.

It had changed to have an expiration date.

A thought suddenly flashed through Lin Qingyan's mind.

This thought was like a bolt of lightning, splitting through all the fog and making her instantly wide awake.

Gu Chengyin... didn't want a future with her?

Once this thought emerged, it could no longer be suppressed.

Lin Qingyan began to recall.

Recalling every little detail from the time they met until now.

He hugged her, he kissed her, he said he missed her, he said he liked her.

But he never mentioned the future.

He never said what would happen later.

And he never promised anything.

Lin Qingyan's heart sank bit by bit.

She thought of the look in Gu Chengyin's eyes when he looked at her; in those eyes, there was gentleness, affection, and cherishment.

But within that gentleness, there was always a faint trace of restraint.

Just like the electricity on his body right now.

Tolerant, close, yet...

Without a future.

Only an expiration date.

Lin Qingyan suddenly felt a bit sad.

She was clearly nestled in Gu Chengyin's arms, his body heat clearly transmitting through the fabric.

She could clearly still feel the electricity on his body, the electricity she liked.

But Lin Qingyan still felt sad, a sadness seeping out from the bottom of her heart.

She opened her mouth, wanting to ask something.

But when the words reached her lips, she swallowed them back down.

Ask what?

Ask if we have no future?

Then how would she face his answer?

What if Gu Chengyin said yes?

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