Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1143 - 1119. Clarify the Relationship

Song Tan asked directly, but this time, Lun Chuan didn’t hesitate any longer. He simply opened his palm, eyes filled with sincerity:

"Do you want to try holding hands first?"

He had been working out for years and kept writing, but starting this year, the calluses on his palm and fingertips gradually softened and disappeared. At this moment, his palm was scorching and his skin fair, actually quite alluring.

If Song Tan hadn’t seen his tense expression, she might have thought he was already calm.

In the next moment, she decisively placed her hand on his.

Lun Chuan’s warm palm moved slightly, but he soon relaxed, allowing Song Tan’s slightly cool fingers to weave into his fingers, turning back and forth.

Then Lun Chuan asked, "You just said... confirming the relationship first gives me a sense of security. Why did you say that?"

Song Tan was curiously turning his hand over, looking at it while pinching his fingers, and turned to look at him when she heard this—

Oh, up close, he’s still so good-looking!

So, she also smiled and said, "It’s simple, really. I looked up the production crew you mentioned online yesterday and found out your pen name. Then I searched the comment section and roughly saw the scenes where the male and female leads meet in your book."

Each book is quite long, and the storylines are buried deep. Even finding key scenes would take a long time if she wasn’t a fast reader.

She thought for a moment and summarized: "Although there’s a lot of banter in the male-targeted comment section, and plenty of sarcasm, if you look seriously, their attention to detail is not lacking at all."

At least in Lun Chuan’s books, if there is a female lead, the protagonists are always straightforward.

The male lead realizes his feelings for the female lead and confesses (proposes).

If the male lead and female lead are engaged, they continue to develop the storyline based on "steadfastly fulfilling responsibility and duty."

This is different from some male-targeted genres where a man fights back because "his woman (possession), thus his dignity (or interests), is being coveted or offended."

Overall, in Lun Chuan’s philosophy, there seems to be a need for a clear understanding of "confirming the relationship" to perfectly grasp the emotional direction that follows and allow the protagonist to open his heart to new emotions.

Otherwise...

Referring to his first book, the male and female leads have a line of affection, but due to the lack of a chance to formally confirm their relationship, it remains without a CP to this day.

The comment section has many readers who sigh with regret as they grasp at crumbs.

"So..."

Song Tan tightened her grip on his hand: "Is that how it is? You need a confirmed relationship to open your heart to try a relationship?"

Lun Chuan’s expression became complicated.

He looked at Song Tan.

In this short day, their slightly hasty relationship confirmation had been led by Song Tan. She was carefree, bold, and without hesitation. Even when mentioning their relationship confirmation, it was more like a casual attempt on her part.

But it wasn’t because she genuinely, deeply liked him.

But...

He didn’t know that she too had tossed and turned late at night, trying to understand his heart, his hidden, unspeakable emotional needs through his books.

Lun Chuan didn’t speak, but his chest kept growing hotter.

These stemmed from his childhood experiences.

His young and beautiful single mother, Lun Jing, was never short of admirers. Some pursued her passionately, while others took it slow...

But regardless of whether Lun Jing invested emotionally, when it came time for her to be accepted into the other family, he, as the son, always became the inevitable point of conflict.

To care for Lun Jing, he couldn’t firmly say he "wants to stay with mama." But the uncertain identity always terrified him about his mother leaving.

So he would often sit alone in the market during conflicts.

There, with people coming and going, it wouldn’t be unusual to be idle or lost.

His overly sensitive emotions allowed him to write great stories, but it also took him years after growing up to come to terms with them.

At this moment.

He turned his hand over forcefully, grasping Song Tan’s soft palm, then nodded with reddened ears, giving a gentle yet firm response: "Yes."

"I need it."

He needs to recognize his identity, identify his obligations, and then he can put aside heavy thoughts to embrace new emotions and life.

Just like now.

...

Lun Chuan answered very seriously. Song Tan stared at him for a while, then suddenly raised their intertwined hands:

"So... is this the first step in dating? What about the second step?"

She stared at Lun Chuan’s face, eager to try.

But although Lun Chuan’s ears became hot again, he didn’t intend to avoid it. Instead, he seriously asked:

"Then what do you want to do?"

Song Tan kneaded his knuckles, but her eyes moved from the hat to his face, her voice shifted from gentle to firm:

"I want you to take off your hat, unbutton your shirt, and let me see, completely and sincerely, what you sacrificed to save me."

Lun Chuan’s heart full of tenderness instantly became covered in embarrassment and shyness, and even though he could stand at the top of the food chain in front of Qin Yun, to mention a few, now his fair skin failed to hide the blush on his face.

His eyes flickered: "Shirt... it’s not necessary... it didn’t really hurt the body..."

Liar!

The scars on his neck extended to the collar, clearly indicating there were still large areas of tender scars underneath.

Otherwise, why would he insist on elegant silk or the finest cashmere for his inner shirts, despite being able to bear pure cotton bedclothes?

Because the material is smooth enough to reduce friction there.

However, when boys are shy, they’re indeed very cute!

So Song Tan blinked and generously said: "Of course, if you’re shy, just taking off the hat will be fine."

You can look inside later.

Lun Chuan looked into Song Tan’s eyes, finding both humor and sincerity there.

He hesitated for a moment and finally, slowly raised his other hand to remove his hat.

His hair wasn’t long, but the shape of his head was very attractive, and now without the cover, the faint beauty mark between his eyebrows became even more charming upon closer inspection.

Conversely, there were those scars that Song Tan had briefly traced before.

They wound their scarred path from the sides of his head, and even after more than half a year, showed no signs of improvement, only benign recovery that made them less frightening.

The drawback was that the new tender flesh was still too sensitive, with any pressure causing a slight stinging pain.

Song Tan released his hand, then placed both palms over the scars on the sides of his head and neck. A faint, almost imperceptible spiritual energy swirled above, following the movements of her fingers downward, trying to gradually heal through slow contact.

In Song Tan’s "imperceptible and inconspicuous" caution, the spiritual energy was too subtle, like a breeze brushing over spider silk, making the tender flesh increasingly sensitive to the faint stimuli.

Lun Chuan couldn’t help but hold his breath, uncontrollably clenching his hand as his body gently trembled.

In the next moment, he looked up, the corners of his eyes slightly red, and a faint mist emerged in his gaze.

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