TSFLIP Chapter 351

The man’s expression was full of gentle affection, but behind Luo Chenxi, a chill began to rise.

“I’m not wrong,” he said softly. “You are too much of an eyesore. If I were to erase you from this world, all I’d have to do is remove a few of Feng Guang’s memories…” His voice was calculating, and he flashed a charming smile at Luo Chenxi.

As he spoke, the lights behind him in the hallway began to flicker off one by one, plunging the space into an unsettling darkness. The blackness spread quickly, like a monstrous beast opening its jaws, ready to swallow its prey.

Luo Chenxi wanted to run, but she was frozen in place by the overwhelming sense of fear. She closed her eyes, and just as the darkness seemed about to consume her, everything suddenly returned to calm.

The imagined pain never came. Luo Chenxi slowly opened her eyes, only to find that she was alone in the empty hallway. The terrifying man and Feng Guang had vanished as if it had all been a dream.

Luo Chenxi’s legs went weak, and she sank to the floor, still in shock.

Meanwhile, in a hospital’s intensive care unit, the doctors rushed to the room that had been marked as requiring special attention. But when they opened the door, they were all stunned.

The young man who had been given only a 10% chance of waking up was sitting up in bed, holding a woman in a red dress. The doctors couldn’t see her face as the man was holding her so that her face rested against his chest.

In the eerie silence, the man in the bed lifted his gaze. He smiled charmingly, and with a gentle tone, he said, “Get out.”

The doctors froze, not daring to speak a word. They quickly exited the room and, showing great tact, closed the door behind them.

Once the room was empty, the man, known as Wen Qiong, raised a hand to gently caress the girl’s delicate face. He sighed with a mixture of love and regret. “Look at this… even I am bound by your consciousness.”

Because she didn’t want him to kill, when he was about to kill Luo Chenxi, the world, according to her rules, forcibly sent him back. Luo Chenxi was the heroine—she couldn’t die.

Wen Qiong… he was somewhat different from Wen Qiong, but also seemed the same. So, perhaps he could also be called Wen Qiong. After a moment of helplessness, he spoke with a joyful tone, “No matter which world, you’ll eventually fall in love with me, Feng Guang. This is your fate. In every life, we are destined to be entangled.”

He knew she couldn’t hear his words while she was trapped in forced slumber, but he still wanted to say the things he hadn’t said before. A faint smile tugged at his lips, though it carried a trace of bitterness. “You say I don’t love you, that I don’t understand love. But I know for sure, if I lost you, this world would lose its meaning. Feng Guang, if that’s love, then yes, I love you deeply, to the very marrow of my bones. I want to marry you because I want the right to keep you, to trap you in our home. It’s because I’m starting to fear… you’ll fall in love with another man. From the very beginning, I never thought of revenge. Your despair was because of me, and now, your rebirth will be because of me.”

Once, someone had told him that his obsession with her was simply a result of finding something interesting in an otherwise dull life, and that’s why he would do anything for this obsession. Perhaps, after this fascination faded, she would be no different from anyone else who once left him indifferent.

At one point, he thought that might be true.

But soon, he understood. Feng Guang was poison to him, a poison with no cure. His obsession with her was far more than just a simple obsession.

Just before her time was about to reset, he kissed her lips, filled with reluctant longing.

“Feng Guang, hurry back. I’m waiting for you…” the man whispered, “and so is our little Xiaoxiao… she’s waiting for you too.”