Chapter 65: The Fated One’s Dilemma

Ouyang Xiyue observed Night Xuehui, who lay sprawled on the sofa, and pressed his lips together, thinking, ‘Night Xuehui, this fellow, has truly dug her own grave, hasn’t she? Always so smug, day in and day out.’

‘But seriously, who could it be? To actually make her suffer a setback like this—that’s no easy feat.’

After all, it was exceedingly difficult to put this person at a disadvantage.

Putting all else aside, while she was indeed quite annoying, her appearance was, well, a little too delicate.

If he stared at her for too long, he couldn’t help but feel the illusion that she was, in fact, a girl.

‘No, no, how could that be?’

Ouyang Xiyue shook his head, dismissing the notion as utterly absurd.

How could there be so many people in the world like him, cross-dressing perverts?

If Night Xuehui truly was one, then she must be a male-dressing pervert, ‘Pfft.’

Ouyang Xiyue raised a hand and poked Night Xuehui’s cheek.

‘Hmm, so springy and soft.’

‘Why does it feel even more delicate than my own face, as if it could break with a mere touch?’

‘Could Night Xuehui truly not be a girl?’

At that moment, a dreadful thought formed in Ouyang Xiyue’s mind.

‘Could Night Xuehui be a pervert, just like him?’

“How is it? Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Hmm, so delicate it could break with a touch, strangely good to the feel… wait! Ah! Cough, I’m sorry, you’re awake… I…”

Startled, Ouyang Xiyue scrambled back several steps, watching Night Xuehui slowly rise from the sofa.

Compared to her near-death appearance just moments ago, Night Xuehui now seemed to have fully recovered.

‘Aiya, she’s better so quickly? This person’s recovery speed is truly remarkable.’

“I never thought you were this kind of person.”

“Just now, you were calling me a hooligan, saying I was doing such things in public, but I think you’re cut from the same cloth.”

There she went again.

Night Xuehui once more flashed that mischievous, annoying grin.

Every time she wore that expression, he longed to flatten her, but what if he couldn’t win?

‘Damn it! I’ll endure!’

“I didn’t!”

“I just felt you… you, Night Xuehui, let me ask you a question, answer me truthfully,” Ouyang Xiyue said, feigning composure.

“Go ahead, but you’d better come up with a plausible reason.”

“Night Xuehui, are you… a gi-girl?”

“I don’t know why, but I feel like you, despite being a boy, are overly delicate.”

“I always feel like something is off,” Ouyang Xiyue said, stroking his chin and feigning nonchalance, as if his fiery golden eyes saw through everything.

In his opinion, even asking such a question was perverse enough; he had to remain calm.

“Hmm?! What’s that?

“You’re the girl!”

“How could I… possibly be a girl?”

“I’m a real man, alright?”

“If you’re going to talk like that, I’ll say you look like a boy!”

“Just shut up, and I’ll still think you look like one!”

“What’s wrong with that? If you don’t like it, hit me! Hmph!”

Night Xuehui’s reaction somewhat exceeded Ouyang Xiyue’s expectations.

Usually, Night Xuehui would simply say “Boring,” but now?

‘Could this reaction really mean…?’

“Alright, alright, I was just joking.”

“I know you’re a boy, don’t get so agitated.”

“Besides, how could someone so cute be a boy?”

“You have to provide evidence when you speak, or else I might sue you for defamation,” Ouyang Xiyue retorted, mirroring Night Xuehui’s playful, mischievous grin.

Meanwhile, Night Xuehui, observing Ouyang Xiyue’s current cheerful demeanor, fell into contemplation.

‘This guy is truly adorable.’

‘Seeing him like this makes one can’t help but want to tease him.’

‘That’s cheating!’

“Cough, cough, alright, it is rather boring.”

“Let’s not talk about all this idle chatter.”

“You cured me, didn’t you, with your blood?” Night Xuehui glanced at Ouyang Xiyue’s face, which was pale and tinged with a slight weakness.

There were no marks of a cut on his arms, which was normal, as recovery abilities at this stage were quite formidable.

“Of course!”

“You suddenly collapsed onto me; you scared me to death!”

“I thought something terrible had happened to you.”

“I never imagined there was anyone in this world who could put Young Master Night in such a difficult spot.”

“So, who did our Young Master Night provoke? Tsk, tsk, tsk,” Ouyang Xiyue said, a look of schadenfreude plastered across his face, making him appear incredibly annoying.

“Considering you saved me, I won’t fuss over it with you.”

“No one poisoned me; this is merely a hereditary illness in our family.”

“It looks very similar to poison, but what I never expected was… for the first time in my life, someone’s blood could neutralize my ‘poison’.”

“Our illness is rather special; not just anyone’s blood can dissolve it.”

“Before, when I fell ill, my father would suppress it for me.”

“Father said that unless it was a fated person, anyone else’s blood would be useless.”

“I never thought you’d be the fated one… After all these years, finally…” Night Xuehui trailed off, as if shedding a heavy burden, and sighed deeply, appearing much lighter.

“A fated person? I don’t quite understand.”

“If I may be so bold as to ask, who is your father’s fated person?”

“Just curious.”

“Also, how long does this illness of yours last?”

“It won’t be for life, will it?”

“If so, then you’ll just have to fend for yourself!”

After all, no one can accompany another person for an entire lifetime, not even spouses.

One person will always leave before the other; such is life.

“What do you mean, ‘fend for yourself’?”

“As long as the fated person is found before the age of twenty, each time the illness acts up and is treated, the ‘poison’s’ effect will gradually weaken.”

“After a certain degree of treatment, it will completely recover.”

“My father’s fated person is my mother…” Night Xuehui stated matter-of-factly.

“So, if it acts up again next time, could I trouble you…?”

“If you’re unwilling, then I can always ask my father…” Night Xuehui said in a pitiable tone.

“Alright, alright, if you had spoken to me so nicely and politely before, then what problem couldn’t be solved?”

“I’ll agree to it, then.”

“To hear Young Master Night speak so much to me today, I have no regrets in this life, tsk, tsk, tsk.”

“However, you must first agree to one condition: don’t bully me afterward!” Ouyang Xiyue said with utmost seriousness.

‘She absolutely must not bully me!’

Otherwise, Ouyang Xiyue felt it would be better to just let her fend for herself.

If he saved her only for her to bully him again, wouldn’t he just be tormenting himself?

“What do you mean, ‘no regrets in this life’ after hearing me speak so much?”

“I agree, then.”

“Is not bullying you not enough?”

Ouyang Xiyue looked at Night Xuehui’s now obedient demeanor and nodded in satisfaction.

‘How well-behaved she is now!’

‘Approachable and easy to get along with.’

‘Before, with that poker face, she was truly unapproachable.’

“Alright, you should rest early.”

“It’s getting late, and I need to head back too.”

“Oh, right, if you feel like you’re about to have an episode, remember to contact me in advance, just in case I’m busy, right?”

“Bye-bye.” Ouyang Xiyue finished speaking and hurried away without waiting for Night Xuehui’s reply.

“No need to rush so much, is there?”

“The dorm isn’t far,” Night Xuehui mused.

Having left, Ouyang Xiyue glanced at the clock in the ground floor lobby.

It was already eight in the evening.

‘Damn it, five and a half hours have passed!’

‘It’s already dark.’

‘I remember I told Chi Congyu to kneel on the washboard before I left, right?’

‘To wait until I came back?’

‘I hope she’s gotten up… or maybe she didn’t listen to me at all.’

‘Otherwise, after all this time… her legs must be practically useless by now…’