Upon learning about the school incident, Bo Jingmo booked the earliest flight back.

Coincidentally, the manager from before sent him a message saying everything had been arranged.

After a long silence, the manager hesitantly added:

"Miss Yu... seems to be in a bad mood."

Hearing this, Bo Jingmo's heart sank.

Following the address, he found Yu Li walking alone on the street.

Just as he was about to run toward her, the manager's words flashed through his mind. His pupils contracted, and his feet rooted to the spot.

This kind of silent, withdrawn demeanor—how could it appear on Lili?

She... had never been like this before.

The joy of returning instantly dissipated at that moment.

Bo Jingmo silently followed behind Yu Li, his back weighed down as if bearing a thousand pounds, making it hard to breathe. His heart felt like it had been torn open, cold winds howling through the gap as waves of sour emotions surged.

It was still his fault...

When he finally pulled her into his embrace, he lowered his gaze to hide the gloom in his eyes. Wrapping his arms around her slender waist, he kissed the tip of her ear and murmured, "Baby, you've lost weight."

The girl looped her arms around his neck and whispered, "Bo Jingmo, I want to go home."

Hearing this, the man paused briefly before tightening his hold.

"Okay, let's go home."

...

By the time they returned home, it was already late. After a quick wash, the two embraced and fell asleep together for the first time in a while.

Yu Li noticed the exhaustion on the man's face and reached out to touch his eyes.

"When did you get back? Weren't you going to let me pick you up?"

Bo Jingmo nuzzled against her fingertips and replied softly, "I just got back tonight. I was planning to call you, but the manager messaged me first."

Mentioning the manager, Yu Li blinked, then hugged Bo Jingmo's neck and kissed his cheek. "You already knew what I was going to do?"

Bo Jingmo pulled the blanket up higher, drawing her closer before answering in a low voice, "Not entirely, but I knew you'd seek them out."

He had noticed Yu Li's attention toward those two people and had investigated their backgrounds in advance, making all the necessary preparations—only waiting for Yu Li to take action.

This answer made Yu Li's eyes curve. "I'll tell you."

She then leaned in and whispered something into his ear.

The man froze for a moment before a faint smile touched his lips. Gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, he murmured, "Whatever you want."

Yu Li chuckled and covered his eyes with her hand. "Sleep, sleep."

Bo Jingmo hummed in agreement and reached out to turn off the bedside lamp.

*Click—*

The room plunged into darkness, save for the faint silver moonlight seeping through the curtains.

Lying in Bo Jingmo's arms, Yu Li felt no trace of drowsiness.

She lowered her gaze, her fingers idly toying with the buttons on his pajamas. The subtle movements didn't escape the man's notice, and he gently caught her wrist.

Lowering his head, he asked softly, "What's wrong? Weren't you sleepy?"

Yu Li released his buttons but didn't speak, only shaking her head.

The gesture was ambiguous, difficult to decipher.

Bo Jingmo's eyes darkened. He leaned down to capture her lips, their breaths mingling as his fingers slowly interlaced with hers, locking tightly.

It was unclear how much time had passed when they finally pulled apart, both slightly breathless.

The man's hoarse voice broke the silence. "Lili, Bai Shaodong won't last much longer. Just wait a little longer... okay?"

She lifted her head, licking her slightly damp lips. "You went abroad because of him, didn't you?"

"Mn." Bo Jingmo brushed away the moisture at the corner of her mouth and lowered his lashes. "This was the fastest way I could think of to deal with him."

Yu Li didn't say much, only nodding. "Okay."

Then she raised her other hand to touch his face. "My husband is amazing."

Though praised, Bo Jingmo didn't feel the expected happiness.

After a long silence, he asked quietly, "Lili... are you unhappy here?"

Hearing this, Yu Li tilted her head up.

In the darkness, she couldn't see Bo Jingmo's face, but she could feel the intensity of his gaze.

"Bo Jingmo, why do you think I'd be unhappy?"

The man lowered his eyes, but before he could speak, his cheeks were suddenly cupped by gentle hands.

Yu Li's soft voice reached his ears: "Bo Jingmo, if I were unhappy, I'd tell you. You've always known that, haven't you?"

His body stiffened slightly. After a pause, he turned his head to press a kiss to her palm, though his voice carried a hint of roughness.

"But this place is terrible. I've been letting you suffer."

"Suffer?" Yu Li blinked. "Since coming here, I've only suffered twice. Do you know what those times were?"

"What were they?"

This made Yu Li recall her first day after transmigrating.

"The first time was when you forgot me."

The moment the words left her mouth, the arm around her waist tightened abruptly.

Yu Li held his wrist and continued calmly, "But we're even now, because I also deliberately deceived you in the real world. The second time was when you were away on business for too long, leaving me here alone."

"Li—"

Bo Jingmo tried to speak, but Yu Li covered his mouth.

Word by word, she said, "Bo Jingmo, I remembered my past memories."

Feeling the man's body turn rigid, she slowly withdrew her hand.

Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck, nestling entirely against him as she spoke leisurely:

"So I remember everything now, Bo Jingmo. Back then, I wanted to leave this place because this world felt too lonely for me."

It was she who had captured the system and forced it into a contract.

So if the truth were exposed, Yu Li knew she wouldn't escape unscathed.

From the very beginning, she had never planned to stay long.

The sense of rejection she'd once felt probably wasn't an illusion—it was this world's Heavenly Dao detecting a foreign soul.

Yu Li nuzzled his cheek. "So, Bo Jingmo, I've never blamed you. I don't care about anything else, nor do I care how this world treats me. The only thing I care about is you. I don’t like it when you leave me alone."

A sudden dampness touched her cheek. Pausing slightly, she felt the faint tremors in his body and turned her head, gently kissing away his tears in the dark.

Her eyes curved. "Salty."

When the man remained silent, she reached up to cup his jaw, pressing her lips to his as she whispered, "Bo Jingmo, open your mouth."

His lips trembled, but he obediently complied.

"Lili..."

"Bo Jingmo, do you know what I was thinking when I saw you on the street tonight?"

Her kisses trailed downward, her teeth lightly grazing his Adam's apple as her hand slipped beneath his pajamas, tracing the defined ridges of his abs.

Bo Jingmo groaned, his grip on her waist tightening as his voice turned hoarse. "...What?"

"I was thinking... thank goodness I went back and finally helped you escape that world. The system was right—I really should thank it."

Otherwise, she would have spent her entire life trapped in that tiny psychiatric ward.

Then, in a haze, she would have lost all perception of the world, never experiencing what it meant to love and be loved.

In the darkness, every slight movement was magnified. Rustling sounds hid beneath the covers as Bo Jingmo's Adam's apple bobbed, his flushed, bewitching eyes glazed with desire. His breath hitched, and he abruptly seized her wrist, his voice strained and rough yet laced with panting.

"Baby, don't... It's too late. You have class tomorrow morning."

Yu Li blinked at him. "Hm?"

She leaned in to kiss his chin, her tone softening.

"Husband, I missed you. Please?"

The man's grip instantly tightened.

The next second, he flipped her over beneath him.