Book 4 Chapter 22 – Conversation

　　"How are you doing today?" Tian Yan peeked out from behind the door. She grimaced and closed it behind her.

　　"Doing great. A personal chef, high-grade wine, feather duvet, and a beautiful girl that visits me from time to time. Am I dreaming?" Fu Bo stood up with a smile and welcomed Tian Yan into his room. He had already grown very attached to Tian Yan, who was one of the only two people that could remember him.

　　"Aren't you worried? You're a prisoner last time I checked." Tian Yan was mesmerized by the white, radiant light that shone into her soul.

　　"I'm not worried about being a prisoner of this room. I'm worried about the thief who wants to steal my heart." Tian Yan's smile made Fu Bo's heart race. Her pale irises conferred to her some kind of elfish beauty. It was something unusual, yet Fu Bo found it very attractive. He involuntarily sank into his habits of using his encyclopedia of pick-up lines.

　　"What are you talking about?" Tian Yan looked away from Fu Bo. Her entire neck gained a rosy tint.

　　"Why don't you sit down?" Fu Bo stepped forward and grabbed Tian Yan's hands. Witnessing Tian Yan's timidity was like drinking a delicious, aged wine. It was the first time he had felt this way in his life. He knew that she would remember him and every single world he says.

　　Tian Yan's first instinct was to shake off Fu Bo's hand, but the tingling sensation that ran between her fingers cut the thought off. She followed him to the sofa and sat down. It felt like a dream even after Fu Bo let go. 'We’re holding hands…'

　　Fu Bo observed every detail of Tian Yan's reaction. He blamed himself for being far too rash, but there was something incredibly attractive about Tian Yan's innocence. This girl was completely different from those he met for a one-night-stand. Fu Bo once joked to Li Yiming around his guilt going away once he saw the sensual lingerie the girls wore, but his bitterness lingered well after the dawn of the second day.

　　"Uhm, May I ask for your name?" Unlike his usual self, Fu Bo asked a perfectly "normal" question.

　　"Tian Yan."

　　"Tian Yan?" Fu Bo was baffled. He stared straight into Tian Yan's eyes.

　　"It's Tian Yan actually, as in color." Tian Yan hurriedly changed her answer. ¹

　　"Tian Yan… beauty bestowed by the Heavens. A nice name. Your parents knew." ²

　　"I… I don't have parents…" Tears glittered in Tian Yan's eyes.

　　"I… I'm sorry…" Fu Bo was suddenly at a loss for words. Seeing Tian Yan this sad made his own heart ache. He was seized with an urge to protect Tian Yan from every cruel thing in this world for the rest of her life.

　　"It's okay, it happened a long time ago…" Tian Yan suddenly felt the desire to share her past with the figure of light in her mind.