Chapter 277

I don't know how long it had been before Huo Yutong finally stopped crying.

She sniffed and said coldly:

"Don't, sniff, don't misunderstand, I still haven't forgiven you—I hate you to death right now."

"Hmm."

Tang Wulin held back his laughter, lightly patted Huo Yutong's back, and answered with a sound.

She was simply too adorable; just moments ago she had fervently asked him for a kiss, now she didn't want to leave his embrace, yet she still refused to admit her feelings.

Before, all he had seen was Huo Yutong openly expressing her affection for him; now that she occasionally wasn't completely frank, he found it quite novel.

Huo Yutong looked at him resentfully.

"You didn't take my words seriously, did you?"

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."

Tang Wulin quickly showed weakness.

He had finally managed to mostly appease Huo Yutong; if he let this small matter upset her again, he would truly be crying without tears.

He asked ingratiatingly:

"My lady wife, what must I do for you to forgive me?"

Hearing his half-joking title, Huo Yutong's face flushed, but she deliberately ignored it, thought for a moment, then said:

"First, you are no longer allowed to leave me for more than a month without my permission."

"Hmm."

"Then, from now on, your eyes must be only for me; you absolutely cannot have anyone else."

"Hmm."

"And then… what are you laughing at?"

Tang Wulin couldn't help but laugh and say:

"Nothing, I'm just marveling at how adorable my girlfriend is."

From these demands, he could only feel Huo Yutong's deep reliance on him, making him unable to control his expression.

"You—"

Huo Yutong was exasperated; seeing she was about to get angry again, Tang Wulin quickly lowered his head and physically sealed her mouth.

"Mm, chu, mm-ha, mmm…"

After a long while, Tang Wulin finally released her lips; Huo Yutong's pupils looked somewhat moist for a reason different from her earlier loud crying, and she leaned against his chest, whispering a complaint:

"You only know how to bully me."

"Is that annoying?"

"..."

Huo Yutong didn't answer, but at this moment silence was the best reply.

She felt she had become quite strange; although her heart had been as good as dead over the past two years, now just leaning against Tang Wulin's chest and smelling his scent made her heart race and she was overjoyed.

Was Mom like that back then?

Huo Yutong suddenly thought of this question.

Her eyes widened instantly.

She had never understood why Huo Yun'er, treated that way by Dai Hao, would willingly accept it, but if Huo Yun'er felt the same as she did, she could perhaps understand her.

And this understanding filled her with fear.

Tang Wulin suddenly noticed Huo Yutong trembling in his arms, and quickly asked with concern:

"Yutong, what's wrong?"

He keenly sensed that Huo Yutong's mental state had suddenly deteriorated, making him very uneasy.

Hearing his voice, Huo Yutong grabbed his collar and lifted her head to look at him.

Tang Wulin's heart skipped a beat, and his unease grew stronger.

At some point, Huo Yutong's pupils unfocused, and she gazed at Tang Wulin with an empty stare, murmuring as if talking to herself:

"Wulin, you won't abandon me, will you?"

As she said this, a madness that seemed capable of burning everything ignited in the depths of her pupils.

If, if she were really to end up like her mother in the future, it would be better…

Tang Wulin answered without hesitation: "Of course not."

His decisive attitude greatly reduced the madness in Huo Yutong's eyes.

"Yes, yes…… Wulin definitely won't be like him, definitely not……"

She loosened her grip on Tang Wulin's collar, as if convincing herself, continually whispering something.

Tang Wulin instinctively felt that something was very wrong.

He had heard from Wang Dong about Huo Yutong's entire reaction after learning of his disappearance.

It was said that the healing-system soul master named Yuhuan had once remarked that Huo Yutong was much easier to care for than other mental illness patients, but she was wrong—very wrong.

When Tang Wulin first disappeared into another dimension, Huo Yutong was not only not cold-hearted as she later became, but could even be described as hysterical.

She refused to accept the fact that the most important person had died, but everyone told her Tang Wulin was dead, killed in the spatial turbulence; as a result, her mind became extremely disordered, often waking in the night screaming, then sitting silently on her bed in tears, unwilling to say anything.

At the same time, she became overly cautious, treating everyone with timid wariness, as if fearing others would abandon her like Tang Wulin did, yet she was extremely sensitive—any slight remark would set her off into wild imaginings, leaving her utterly lacking in security.

Even Haishen Ge could do nothing about her symptoms; if it were a physiological mental illness, they might have had a way to treat it, but Huo Yutong's condition was clearly a heart ailment, not something that could be resolved by normal procedures.

Until one day, an accident changed everything.

At that time, Huo Yutong was sitting by Haishen Hu with Wang Dong, dazed, when she suddenly fainted for no reason; when she woke up again, she had become like someone devoid of emotion.

According to Wang Dong, before Huo Yutong fainted, he seemed to see a flash of gray light in the depths of her eyes. Tang Wulin could guess who had done it; although he didn't fully approve of sealing Huo Yutong's emotions, he also understood it was a last resort.

Besides, no matter what choice Ilex makes, Tang Wulin, this culprit, has no right to say anything.

Although after Tang Wulin's return, Ilex seemed to have lifted the seal on Huo Yutong's feelings, this also meant that her heart ailment had returned as well.

Tang Wulin bit his lip self-reproachfully, then gently kissed Huo Yutong's lips and said softly:

"Yutong, I'm really sorry this time, but I guarantee that similar things will never happen again; you don't need to worry anymore—tell me what compensation you want, and I'll definitely give it to you."

Hearing his words, Huo Yutong's gaze grew heavy as she pondered for a moment, then she whispered:

"I want you."

Having said that, she blushed and fell silent.

"What do you want?"

Tang Wulin waited a long time for Huo Yutong to say what she wanted, but seeing no follow-up, he hurriedly asked again.

He would give Huo Yutong anything she wanted.

Seeing his lack of reaction, Huo Yutong's face reddened further, and she whispered another line.

"Take me."

"... Ah?"

This time Tang Wulin understood, and then his brain crashed.

Looking at his blushing, gorgeously tempting girlfriend in his arms, he first swallowed, then hurriedly asked: "Why are you suddenly talking about this?"

Huo Yutong's gaze instantly turned like that of a kitten about to be abandoned, and tears welled up.

"Is it not allowed?"

"Ugh..."

Seeing her like that, Tang Wulin instantly felt unable to utter a word of refusal.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his rising desire, and said seriously:

"It's not a question of whether it's possible; I want to know why you suddenly had this thought."

Huo Yutong pouted, reluctantly speaking the truth.

As a result, her frankness frightened Tang Wulin even more.

"Because, I want a child that belongs to us."

"Cough cough cough!"

This time Tang Wulin truly doubted life.

The topic jumped too quickly, and he felt he could barely keep up with Huo Yutong's train of thought.

Actually, Huo Yutong's thought process is quite simple.

When Tang Wulin said he wouldn't abandon her, she already believed him; this trust is etched into her bones and won't easily fade.

She also understands that Tang Wulin surely didn't intentionally leave her hanging for two years.

But no matter what, the fact that Tang Wulin left her for two years remains indisputable.

What if this limit were longer? What if it lasted a lifetime? Just imagining it makes Huo Yutong feel a chill; she can't imagine what she'd become by then.

If it really came to that, she hopes she could at least have something to rely on in life.

Huo Yun'er's experience is very similar to hers, and their personalities are quite alike, yet why could Huo Yun'er endure the pain and live on strongly?

Because she has a daughter to rely on in life.

It's precisely because she realized this that Huo Yutong spoke shockingly, uttering the sentence that just scared Tang Wulin.

At least she believes that if she had conceived his child before Tang Wulin disappeared, she would absolutely not have lived so decadently these two years; even for the child's sake, she would have stayed strong.

Moreover, the biggest difference between her and Huo Yun'er is that she possesses formidable strength and will absolutely not let her child suffer a hard life.

Tang Wulin asked cautiously:

"Yutong, are you really okay right now? Or should we talk about this another day?"

To say whether he had expectations for Huo Yutong's words—he was certainly thrilled! Which man hearing his girlfriend say such things wouldn't be moved? But Huo Yutong's recent vacant gaze truly frightened him, making him worry she might do something foolish.

However, his ambiguous attitude made Huo Yutong angry.

She sank her face, and her gaze turned dangerous again.

"You're not willing?"

Overwhelmed by her aura, Tang Wulin weakly said: "I said, this isn't a question of willingness..."

"Looks like I can only force myself then..."

Hearing Huo Yutong's words, Tang Wulin felt his hairs stand on end all over.

Honestly, although Tang Wulin's hard power is currently greater than Huo Yutong's, with the distance between them closed to this extent, he really finds it hard to escape from her.

Because his attacks might hurt Huo Yutong, but her control would not.

A full-powered soul strike combined with the Imperial Palm—even Tang Wulin would find it hard to block.

He had no choice but to quickly surrender.

"I'm willing! Let's discuss it properly!"

At least for the first time doing this, he hopes he can take the initiative.

Huo Yutong instantly blossomed into a flower-like smile.

"Thank you, I knew you were the best, Wulin!"

Tang Wulin felt like crying but had no tears.

How could he feel like he'd been raped? Is it an illusion? Off-topic, what are you looking at? The following is a paid chapter, can't read! Cough cough, just joking.

As for what comes next, I'll find time to write it out; lately I've been busy accumulating drafts to finish the old book (exhausting me), and finally I'll complain one more time—what's wrong with Lao Huo? Why do I unconsciously write his female characters in a heavier direction whenever I write them? (End of chapter)