He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 6 - 6 005 Devils Bait

Chapter 6: 005: Devil’s Bait Chapter 6: 005: Devil’s Bait The evening after the heavy rain was very comfortable—moist and cool air, mixed with the smell of fresh grass, gently caressed her face. Wen Changling, after finishing work at the hospital, had dinner at a nearby restaurant and walked along the Yanglong River from a dusky, tangerine twilight into a night aglitter with neon.

The night view of the imperial capital was beautiful, albeit a bit noisy. Upstream of the river bustled with activity, so Wen Changling walked towards the less crowded areas, when the wind swept her fisherman’s hat into the river. Her thoughts drifted along with the wind and the hat, bobbing up and down in the water.

The bright yellow hat, fallen amidst the speckled starlight in the water, looked like a blooming flower.

Wen Changling didn’t think too much and walked towards the deeper water.

“Hey.”

Someone called out from behind her—it must have been directed at her since there was no one else nearby.

She stopped and turned around, seeing Mr. Xie Shang.

True to his nature, he wasn’t the type to follow orders and hadn’t stayed in the hospital for observation. He had changed out of his blood-stained clothes and was now wearing a white long-sleeve shirt with no design, quite thin, seemingly unaffected by the cold.

“How old are you?”

He suddenly asked from a distance.

Caught off guard, Wen Changling honestly replied, “25.”

“Ever been skiing?”

She shook her head.

“What about diving?”

She shook her head again.

Xie Shang took a couple of steps forward. His facial features were unclear from a distance, but his platinum blonde hair was very noticeable and commanded attention.

He seemed to be making idle conversation, “Udarami is rich in a type of agarwood called Chinese honeycomb. It’s shaped like a beehive, and its scent is subtle, somewhat like gardenia, but if you smell it for too long, it can induce hallucinations, making you see everything you wish to see. Hence, it has another name, ‘Daydream Fragrance.’

If his voice could take a physical form, it would be seawater—salty, making one thirstier the more they drank.

He asked Wen Changling, “Fascinating, isn’t it?”

Wen Changling nodded, “Fascinating.”

to light a piece to see for herself the grand

Snow Mountain, and the national flower of Lileitu, the Beauty Sunflower, grows right at the intersection of the desert and the snow mountain. The view there is breathtaking, with the yellow sand desert and white snow

was describing a world Wen Changling had

Shang’s voice must have been magical—his words drew her along,

He laughed, “No.”

from his nearly divine looks at all but instead added a mysterious, restless rebel vibe, like a

go there and

Changling was

wanted to see the Beauty Sunflowers too—her eyes sparkled more

appeared without warning and just as abruptly turned to leave. After a

“Isn’t the water cold?”

hat had been carried far away by the river’s current—she decided

legs were wet. The breeze made her feel chilly, snapping her somewhat groggy

think she was trying to commit suicide by jumping into the

“Xie Shang.”

He turned, “Hmm?”

him, she choked up. Jiahui had said that Xie Shang had a pair of eyes that could make

Jiahui was right.

Shang waited for a moment but, receiving no

short while before he also turned his head, with one going left and the other right, they each went their own way as

the hat drifted aimlessly over the

car was parked on the bridge with a song playing inside; the melody was very

cast spells? Why are you so miserable?” he wondered, thinking perhaps it would

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encounter by the riverbank, at the foot of the snow mountains in a foreign

Shang didn’t reach out to catch her, and they both

“Xie Shang?”

unbelievable that, in a country full of blond-haired and blue-eyed

Shang brushed the snow off

her eyes livelier than usual, “You said the scenery here is beautiful, so I

commit suicide by jumping into the river, her weariness and numbness were real. She was a tired and world-weary person, not much of a traveler. This was the first time she had

the way, I dyed my hair,” she freed her hair which had been tightly pressed under the

a rather

looked at