“King’s Game version of Truth or Dare? Sounds quite interesting.”
Yue Zijun stroked his chin, looking like he was eager to cause chaos, surveyed everyone present, and said with a mischievous laugh: “Sit properly, no escaping!”
“…Explain the rules!”
The curly-haired girl next to Yan Qing twirled her hair, asking. As soon as she heard Truth or Dare, she was already fantasizing about being the winner and making Yan Qing do something to her.
“It’s exactly what it sounds like…” Mu Rou rolled her eyes dramatically.
She disliked all beautiful girls, except herself. But with many boys around, she quickly adjusted her tone to a cute one: “According to the King’s Game rules, we’ll draw poker cards. Whoever draws the King can choose someone to tell a truth or do a dare.”
The special thing about this game was that the King also directly participates… If someone was bold enough, they could even ask their secret crush to kiss them.
Of course, the premise was guessing the other person’s card correctly.
“Let’s have a warm-up round!”
Yue Zijun quickly drew ten spade cards equal to the number of people and a joker, then skillfully shuffled and spread them on the table.
An Xi drew a spade five. She tried to see what Yan Qing drew, but noticed he didn’t even plan to look, directly placing his card face down.
Well… was he proving he had no interest in this game?
“Oh! I’m the King!”
Zhang Yang excitedly jumped up, scanning the girls around the table, “Ahem, where’s the Spade Queen? I want a hug!”
In the end… Chen Yan, with a dark face, and Zhang Yang, completely stiff, gave each other a “passionate” hug under everyone’s gaze…
They played a few more rounds, and everyone gradually got into it. An Xi was laughing happily.
First, no one called her name, and second, she hadn’t drawn the King. Yan Qing, seeing her happy, became interested and started to look at his own card.
“Ha! I’m the King this time!”
The curly-haired girl next to Yan Qing raised her hand, clearly overjoyed. She had just glimpsed Yan Qing’s card and though he flipped it quickly, she thought she saw a number like “8” – the probability seemed quite high!
“Spade eight, come kiss me.”
The curly-haired girl stared at Yan Qing intensely, not shy at all, moving closer and saying ambiguously: “Hey… Senior Yan Qing, you’re Spade Eight, right?”
Yan Qing didn’t answer, just turned to look at An Xi.
This glance made An Xi quite angry… This girl had been flirting with Senior Yan Qing, and now she was coyly calling him “Senior Yan Qing”…
Hearing this familiar title from another girl was truly heartbreaking… And she was looking at Yan Qing so eagerly… Could Yan Qing really be Spade Eight?
Mu Rou, across from them, could barely contain her inner laughter…
Someone as excellent as Yan Qing could never be with An Xi! She wanted to watch her boyfriend be marked by another girl’s kiss!
The curly-haired girl, seeing Yan Qing look at An Xi, just gave her a provocative glare. Then, with her pink, shiny lips, she moved towards Yan Qing.
Ten centimeters…
Eight centimeters…
Five centimeters…
“Wait!”
An Xi finally couldn’t bear it and shouted. At the same time, Yan Qing’s mouth curved, and his left hand “slapped” onto the curly-haired girl’s mouth.
This “slap” was almost as forceful as a real slap.
The curly-haired girl stared at him in shock, seeing him direct all his gentle gaze towards An Xi.
“I’m not feeling well, let me go out and get some…”
Before she could finish “wind”, An Xi saw Yan Qing covering the curly-haired girl’s mouth, with everyone at the table looking at her, waiting for her to complete her sentence…
“Sorry, I’m not Spade Eight.”
Yan Qing removed his hand from the curly-haired girl’s mouth, flipping over his poker card to reveal a Spade Six…
“Also, I’m not feeling well. We’re leaving.”
Yan Qing grabbed An Xi’s wrist, who was in a daze, and walked towards the door.
The entire table of people stared blankly as they watched the two leave… After a while, Zhang Yang weakly raised the black eight in his hand, “Should we… continue playing?”
The curly-haired girl angrily threw her cards on the table, “Play your sister!”
An Xi was pulled by Yan Qing, walking quickly for a long distance until she suddenly came to her senses and forcefully pulled her wrist out of Yan Qing’s hand.
They stood on an almost deserted, cold and quiet street. An Xi looked at the person in front of her, those black eyes behind the glasses, devoid of any luster, seeming to want to swallow her whole.
“An Xi, you were angry just now, weren’t you?”
He casually closed the distance between them, like a hunter establishing his hunting territory… and then, a fatal strike.
“I…” An Xi lowered her head and took two steps back.
She had indeed been angry, and obviously so.
But facing Yan Qing like this, she suddenly found herself at a loss for words.
“An Xi, why are you angry? And, what are you to me… what right do you have to be angry, hm?” His tone carried a hint of seduction.
Yan Qing continued to move forward until An Xi, forced to retreat, finally had her back pressed against the glass of a coffee shop that had long since hung up its “Closed” sign.
“I…”
Her tongue seemed tied, stammering as if she could only say the word “I”.
“An Xi, do you… like me?”
His slender fingertips traced her cheek, seemingly intentionally brushing past her lower lip, easily catching her chin and forcing her to meet his gaze.
Their breaths seemed to intertwine, temperature rising. An Xi, her face flushed red, almost bit her own tongue. Senior Yan Qing’s demeanor today was just… so wrong…
“So… you don’t like me?”
Yan Qing tilted his head slightly, his face expressionless.
“…” Too close…
An Xi’s gaze wavered for a moment, biting her lower lip.
However, just as she was about to speak, Yan Qing suddenly stepped back.
Abruptly, the cold air hit her face, bringing her slightly to her senses.
In merely a moment, Yan Qing had turned his back and was walking towards the other side of the street…
An Xi looked at that retreating figure, clenching her fist…
These days, she had been a bit too complacent… Just because Yan Qing in her previous life deeply loved her, would he always stay by her side in this life? No, that wasn’t true! She hadn’t even bravely expressed her own thoughts, so what right did he have to always protect her?
At that moment, An Xi suddenly felt that if she couldn’t make a decision today, she would lose him starting tomorrow.
Start with a small step.
Once the first step is taken, the rest will follow naturally.
An Xi quickly ran towards Yan Qing’s direction, her momentum so fast that she crashed into Yan Qing’s back… The winter clothing wouldn’t harm An Xi; she simply reached out and tightly hugged Yan Qing’s waist from behind.
She heard a “clap” sound, probably because she ran too fast and knocked Yan Qing’s glasses to the ground…
But… that was fine… If he couldn’t see her expression, she wouldn’t be so shy…
“Senior Yan Qing… Yan Qing, I… like you.”
Her voice was muffled, her face buried in Yan Qing’s coat. However, no one noticed that Yan Qing’s hand hanging by his side nervously clenched…
He… had finally waited for this day, but it wasn’t over yet…
“An Xi, I might not be what you imagine.”
Yan Qing steadied his emotions and continued, “I’m obsessive, crazy, with a strong possessive desire towards my belongings. If someone tries to take them from me, I will… kill him.”
“…”
She already knew this. During her ghost period, she had already seen that crazy side of him.
An Xi’s body stiffened as she suddenly realized how much restraint he had shown in her previous life when she was with Chen Yi, how long he had endured without picking up a knife to kill him…
“… Scared now? I’m not joking. I really would kill.”
Feeling her sudden stiffness, Yan Qing’s tone involuntarily became somewhat sarcastic.
“I’m not afraid…”
