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"Ding ding dong dong...", the sound of low footsteps was heard in the silent space, slowly approaching.

Xiao Jiqing was immersed in the throbbing of his heart at that moment, ignoring Ling'er's anxious gaze and the rapid pats on his chest. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if others saw this scene?

I struggled hard, trying to pull the two people apart. The footsteps became more frequent and louder, and finally stopped abruptly after a thunderous roar...

The air around was still as calm and peaceful as before. Only occasionally one could smell a hint of nervousness in Ling'er's breathing, subtly and indescribably disturbing the silence.

Just when people were wondering when the approaching footsteps would once again awaken the sleeping world around them, a figure appeared beside the pavilion. It was the mysterious being named Qiu Chuchu.

His chest trembled inexplicably, and he quickly removed his close contact with Ling'er. When he looked straight ahead at Chuchu, his expression seemed to be a little stunned and puzzled - where was she?

Their eyes exchanged for a moment, and Ling'er quickly glanced at Xiao Jiqing's expression before shifting her gaze back...

Facing that solemn expression, she stared at Chuchu without flinching. Although she appeared calm on the surface, she inadvertently released a kind of coldness and arrogance, making it difficult for onlookers to understand what she was feeling at the moment.

A soft voice broke the silence, "Chu...Chu Chu."

Then he approached her gently and took her sleeve, as if he wanted to check her injuries. Then he asked, "Where is Ye Lin?"

"...Ye Lin?" Ling'er suddenly opened her eyes wide, and stammered in response after a sudden realization. Her mind worked rapidly to find the right words to express her feelings at the moment.

"How is Ye Lin? Where did he go? Did he run away?" Chu Chu was not affected by the interruptions of the people around her. Instead, she turned her sharp eyes back to Xiao Jiqing in the pavilion and asked this question directly.

"Ye...Ye Lin..." Faced with this scene, Ling'er's eyes were suddenly startled, as if she suddenly remembered some key things, and confusing words came out of her mouth trying to sort out her thoughts.

Chu Chu asked again: "What about him? How is he now? Has he escaped?"

There was a hint of worry in her eyes - although she knew very little about the man named Ye Lin, her sincere gratitude and dependence on him became more obvious under her protection during the war. What if...

Ling'er was silent at this time, her eyes fixed on the ground with emptiness, the emotions churning in her heart seemed unable to find an outlet.

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The unbridled laughter swirled and rolled throughout the night, as if covering the entire starry sky: "Hey, I was found out! You actually thought you could escape? How could a person who was sobering up get away so easily? Qiu Chuchu! You are so vicious!" After Cui Chuchu raised her voice and shouted all this towards the night sky, she turned her gaze to Xiao Jiqing and turned away.

Ning Yu looked at the disappearing figure of Cui Chuchu and called out loudly in her heart: "Chuchu, where are you going?" However, she did not get any answer, because her figure was still moving forward, and she seemed to be completely immersed in her own thoughts in the process.

Just as he was about to catch up, Xiao Jiqing stopped him...

Cui Chuchu wandered alone in the streets, searching and exploring along the way. As the sun set, ...

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Chapter 95: Silence of the Night

Just as Ning Yu was about to chase, Xiao Jiqing actually blocked her way.

In the quiet night, Cui Xiaochu was floating above the streets, searching aimlessly and constantly asking passers-by... As time passed slowly, the night was getting darker and darker.

The once bustling and bustling streets, after the hustle and bustle, showed a desolate scene of decline, the number of people coming and going on the road gradually decreased, and it seemed that only silence and the night accompanied them. The occasional chirping of insects in this silent night seemed unusually sharp and piercing.

In a corner further down the street, a thin and huddled woman stood quietly against the wall...

The sound of footsteps on the ground slowly approached and then gradually faded away.

After approaching, the man reached out and gently stroked the woman's head. After watching the other person sleeping peacefully, a smile appeared on his lips, and then he bent down and gave her a light kiss on the forehead. This seemingly gentle action woke the woman up, her head shook slightly, and her eyes slowly opened. After seeing who he was, she stirred a slight wave of emotions and a mixture of confusion in her heart: there were ripples of joy, and there was also a hatred and disgust that was difficult to conceal echoing in her heart.

The woman suddenly pushed his hand away with force, stood up and walked out without paying any attention to him.

"Why do you hate me so much?" Xiao Jiqing responded calmly, standing there, watching her back go away...

"Hey, Ling'er... yes, that is... are you never going to see her again? Um..." She paused and then responded in a provocative tone.

This made Chu Chu's head shake slightly a few times, and then she turned around and faced him. She spoke with a crying voice but never lowered her head. She just looked at him quietly, waiting for his response.

"Ling'er, if you are lucky enough to see this scene again, please come back with me." After saying this, the figure gradually walked into the depths of the night, like a portal leading to an unknown realm.

Ling'er followed softly beside him, stepping into the long and secluded path under the hazy moonlight. They slowly stepped into the place where light and shadow opposed each other, and finally came to a door. He opened the wooden door and stepped inside. His eyes were as clear as a mirror, following Xiao Jiqing's steps closely. There was nothing in the room, except for one person - Xiao Jiqing.

"Where did you take her?" she asked softly.

Xiao Jiqing smiled but said nothing, and walked closer to her to pull her arm. However, Chuchu stepped back decisively, her eyes cold. "Why bother? Just tell her where I am."

Stepping into a room that was simply decorated and full of traces of life. Facing Chuchu, Xiao Jiqing still kept smiling, "I just don't want her to fall into unnecessary troubles and distress."

Ling'er stood behind the door and witnessed all this happening. The door was wide open and the light was bright, reflecting the scene inside the room. The surprise in her eyes flashed away, and then she looked at the figure near the bed, with a hint of confusion and fear in her eyes. Tears silently slid down her cheeks, Ling'er's eyes froze, and her eyes were filled with unexpressed worries. She didn't dare to face the secret that was about to be revealed. The figure peeking at all this outside the door seemed even more anxious, clenching his hands, trembling all over, and his eyes were full of panic about the future. She didn't want to see it, but she couldn't avoid this indescribable power. When her eyes fell on the two people inside the door, Ling'er's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of her body. The figure outside the door seemed particularly heavy, as if facing an impending but unavoidable upheaval.

Such a scene is both novel and uncomfortable for Ling'er. Although the world outside the door is blurry, she can feel that the air seems to be tense because of it, and there is an invisible force trying to reveal the secret behind it. At this moment, she seemed to have become a pair of eyes peeping into privacy. Although she was afraid, she also had a little curiosity about this peeping. This unknown and unpredictable nature made her mind fall into unprecedented entanglement and uneasiness. She longed to understand **, but was afraid of seeing the shock of the result. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, building a bridge between her outside the door and the two people in the room, connecting the unspeakable emotional line and the unknown trajectory of fate.

Feeling her resistance, Li Chenqing stopped and looked back, his eyes then slid towards the door. Then, he bent down and whispered in her ear, "If you don't want the situation to get worse, please follow my instructions and continue your actions." His voice was calm but firm and authoritative, as if it could penetrate the air.

Solemn, slightly indignant words echoed in the room, giving each utterance an irresistible impact.

Ling'er bit her lips tightly, her eyes shrank into slits. Then, the two of them started again, their movements were coherent and tight, entangled with each other. At this moment, no words were heard, only the slight sobbing and dripping of tears in the rapid breathing. The prayer in her heart was like a silent drizzle, hoping that time would flow quickly so that she could face and explain all the doubts to Chuchu. For this precious sisterhood, she did not want to make any mistakes at all.

The conversation was full of subtle warnings and threats. As the last sentence fell, accompanied by a small sob, Ling'er responded to the command, her lips gently opening and closing, although silent, she conveyed the deep feelings and regret in her heart.

Facing the old woman's tough and ruthless demands, Chu Chu could only bear it silently and stepped into the door mechanically. She quietly found a secret place to sit down and wept softly. Just like the stream of the night flowing quietly, time moved forward with silent steps beside her.