They said they were healing, but this time neither side exchanged True Qi.
Before this, all their intimacies could be ascribed to "fighting side by side without minding the little things," "just healing, no need to overthink," "just a small reward for him," and various other pretexts.
They were comrades, she was like a sister... After all, not lovers.
But at this moment, Yue Hongling did not want to deceive herself, and Zhao Changhe felt the same.
After his first confession, "I like you," and he willingly bowed down to kiss her while she was willing to accept, both felt a solemn and serious commitment akin to a rite.
To like is to like; to commit is to commit; some things shouldn't be utilitarian.
Zhao Changhe could never quite discern whether his special fondness for Yue Hongling was because she embodied the Worldly Society in his heart, or because he liked her as a person.
But at this moment, he felt no need to distinguish.
