He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 174 - 174 167 The Last Carnival Xie Shangs Endless

Chapter 174: 167: The Last Carnival, Xie Shang’s Endless Indulgence (Second Release) Chapter 174: 167: The Last Carnival, Xie Shang’s Endless Indulgence (Second Release) The hanging lamp was placed outside the tent. It was very cold on the mountain at night, so Wen Changling warmed Xie Shang’s hands in her embrace.

Before falling asleep, she said, “Let’s go to Wind Town, I want to visit my hometown.”

“Okay.”

She closed her eyes and instinctively called out for Xie Shang.

Xie Shang responded.

She fell asleep quickly.

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Wen Changling took ten days off and went on a road trip to Wind Town with Xie Shang. They took their time, stopping here and there, passing through many cities and seeing many landscapes.

They bungee-jumped at White Bay Canyon, overlooking the sunset’s afterglow stretching into the long river of the canyon.

They visited Jiuguan Grassland to see the golden autumn and the flying snow, where fallen leaves and snowflakes intertwined in the high mountains, witnessing the clash between the silver-dressed and the colorful visual splendor.

They went to Blue Sea at five in the morning to watch the first rays of light illuminate the scales of the sea.

Blue Sea was very close to Wind Town; her hometown was within reach, and so was the end of the time she had left. She and Xie Shang stood by the sea, on the deserted beach, listening to the waves for a long time.

She walked unconsciously towards the deeper part of the sea.

Xie Shang grabbed her.

“Changling.”

She turned around and saw Xie Shang’s worried gaze. The raucous and surging waves kept assaulting her nerves, a voice whispered in her ear: Go crazy, while you still can.

She wanted to drive the car into the sea, wanted to embrace Xie Shang and sink to the bottom of the sea.

“Xingxing.”

“Hmm.”

had already wet her shoes as she gazed at the far

Xie Shang

Annie: Sad yet beautiful, like a flower blooming amidst the withering of countless others in winter, like a fairy tale that is picturesque

Wen Changling: “If

we don’t have

him, to tug at

“Changling.”

paid him

her hands:

Changling’s illness was at its worst, she went to a deserted island with a backpack full of homemade bombs.

like that

right side up and gave

“There’s no one else.”

morning, there was nobody else at Blue Sea besides them. Occasionally, vehicles passed on the distant ring road, the street lights were still on, and the

gently patting Wen Changling’s back, trying

called

times he had were in moments

Changling wouldn’t stop, refused to be

that he couldn’t reject Wen Changling in her current emotional state. She seemed ready to leave

Shang closed all the car

“Changling, is it that…”

giving sweetness, it’s time

Changling, she had many secrets, she hadn’t truly accepted him: “I will help you with what you want to do, can you let

all the initiative in her hands, she said:

Shang closed his

Changling would lie to

blew wildly outside. Rationality and instinct tussled, pushing against each other, Wen Changling felt as if she was

Shang, I’m a little

covered her

“Still cold.”

on the car’s

*****

and rested in the hotel for two days before

Shang couldn’t control her, couldn’t coax her to listen, letting her wreak havoc