Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 233 Wen Ci

She genuinely couldn't understand the point of contention between the two.

But she knew that if she continued talking, she would soon experience what it felt like to be caught in the middle.

"Well, I want to go back to my dorm and study properly."

Barris has gone home, and Magnolia has joined the cute warriors' training again.

Fortunately, Ya Ya spends most of her time in the dormitory.

Although we occasionally complain about how boring things are, at least there won't be any chaotic situations like a battleground.

"Oh, is that why you came back to the dorm so early today?"

Ya Ya expressed her strong condemnation with her gaze.

"I brought you snacks and the new magic drink!" Rui Bu Si put the things on the table, then hugged Ya Ya's fufu and rolled around on the bed.

"The dorm is so nice!"

"Well, you won't have this attitude in ten minutes."

Rui Bu Si felt a little guilty: "How could you say that about me?"

Ya Ya turned the page of the comic book in her hand: "You can stay here, but don't disturb me while I'm reading Jump."

Lacking a chat partner, Rui Bu Si had no choice but to chat with the system, eventually managing to get the system's name through persistent chatter.

“Oh, Miss Wenci,” she said, pulling out a radish pen covered in names, “how lucky are you?”

These names aren't enough for her to surpass Ginny; a few more should be enough.

Engraving this won't change your luck.

"So, were you lucky?"

"...It's alright."

"Okay." She demonstrated with her actions that she hadn't taken the word "useless" to heart at all.

The next day, she didn't stay in the dorm chatting with the system or rummage through old comics in Ya Ya's cabinet that she had no interest in.

Of course, she didn't stay with Xu Xingchun either. Whether it was due to the subtle relationship between Miya Xing and Xu Xingchun, or because Kenny already knew she liked to go to the infirmary.

Oh, how annoying, Flame Genny! How can a cute knight be so detestable?!

When she surpasses him next time, she definitely won't let him off the hook!

After making a grand resolution in the attic, she wrapped herself in a small blanket and prepared to close her eyes briefly. A shadow fell over her, and when Rui Bu Si opened her eyes, she saw that Mi Ya Xing didn't look happy.

"Don't you have anything to say to me? You're not like this in the infirmary,"

Do you want me to help you find a way to appease your partner? Meow~

"You'd better hurry up and find it while you're still gloating."

The mechanical voice is devoid of emotion.

"I have the ability to fill in the blanks with my imagination."

Rui Bu Si sat up and took Mi Ya Xing's hand: "What's wrong?"

Shouldn't the past be the past? Why is there any risk of bringing it up again?

He crouched down, and Rui Busi saw the grievance and unease on his face: "I'm a little jealous of her."

Rui Bu Si could understand that "she" referred to Xu Xing Chun—of course she could tell that Xu Xing Chun wasn't just a simpleton.

"What are you jealous of?"

“She was involved in your past, and I knew nothing about it.”

“When you talk about the past, I feel like an outsider who can’t get a word in edgewise. All I can do is sit there and listen.”

Rui Bu Si was stunned, not expecting that this was what he minded: "But the past is the past, and I was not involved in your past."

Would you like to participate?

Rui Bu Si hadn't thought about this question.

Just like her attitude towards memories, there's no need to think about something that's impossible to achieve.

"Perhaps, that's what I'm thinking."

However, she doesn't mind doing such unnecessary things with people she cares about.

“I really want to.” He touched her hair, looking a little sad.

The past is the most unchangeable thing in the present; it is already set in stone.

"I don't want to be an outsider in your story."

“I see,” she looked at him and said earnestly, word by word, “You’re not an outsider, are you?”

Before the words had even faded, she suddenly grabbed his tie—the small crown ornament that resembled the Star of Wisdom totem.

Miya Xing subconsciously braced herself with her hands to steady herself. Before she could ask anything, she took off his glasses.

The distance that had suddenly closed became blurred again as the glasses were removed, making it seem as if the distance had become even greater.

In a sense, for someone who is used to wearing glasses, having their glasses removed is like a sensory deprivation, and their anxiety will increase uncontrollably. During the process of refocusing their eyes, their entire sense of security comes from their glasses.

He felt the warmth of the person who gave him complete security on his lips.

It was completely different from the temperature last time, which had a slightly mischievous feel to it.

Completely different...

He couldn't explain it. His mind went blank, and all the bad feelings vanished.

"what about now?"

His eyes refocused, revealing all her emotions; he finally found the words to describe them.

Unlike the emptiness he felt last time, unlike the sadness he felt last time, on the contrary...

"Do you feel the 'now'? Mr. Outsider."

That voice, filled with laughter, was not at all annoying.

He ignored the glasses on the ground that gave him peace of mind, even though he couldn't see clearly, and asked her with his eyes down, "Can I feel it again?"

"Ok?"

“You always take the initiative, Fourth Brother, isn’t that a bit too ‘unfair’?”

"Do you have to be so competitive in this kind of thing?"

"Can't?"

“Of course,” she laughed. “I also like your competitive spirit.”

Although it's the same thing, the feeling of being proactive and passive is completely different. Her hands, supporting her, tightened unconsciously due to nervousness, and she still held onto her tie, indicating that she could change the proactive party at any time if she wanted.

It doesn't seem like she's incapable of doing such a thing.

Will she?

He found his heart beating even faster than when he confessed his feelings to her, nervous about something he didn't know.

The person in front of him didn't urge him or say anything, but those smiling eyes annoyed him somewhat.

Miya Xing reached out and covered her eyes. Perhaps it was the sudden loss of light that made him uncomfortable. He felt her eyelashes brushing against his palm, tickling him. This reminded him of when they held hands, and Rui Bu Si would sometimes brush her eyelashes against his palm to get his attention.

He kissed her.