Su Li nodded honestly, "Yes, I’ve already chosen the date."

If it weren’t for Uncle Mo Yu’s request, there probably wouldn’t be an engagement this soon.

As soon as Su Li finished speaking, she was shocked to see the man beside her, who resembled a youth, with the corners of his eyes involuntarily showing a hint of red. Su Li felt an indescribable guilt growing in her heart.

Feng Ciye gently rubbed his forehead with his slender fingers, his voice, always as gentle as water, now cold, "You ultimately still abandoned me."

Su Li shuddered, as if vaguely recalling that she had once said something like this.

"Little brother, I’ll definitely not abandon you, so we must hold on until the police uncle comes to save us!"

Thirteen years ago, she had said this to him.

Su Li inexplicably panicked for a moment, stammering, "Fo... Fourth Young Master, could it be a misunderstanding? What you feel might just be gratitude, not anything else."

Feng Huaijin still remembered the gratitude from thirteen years ago, but valued the current feelings more.

Feng Ciye looked up, his eyes deep like black holes that could swallow a person whole. He slightly curled his thin lips, smirking lightly, "You don’t understand, light."

Feng Ciye lowered his eyes, looking at his fingers, his gaze long bleak.

From birth till now, he had been in darkness, the night like a giant web enveloping him, no matter how he ran he couldn’t escape, making it impossible to breathe, nowhere to hide.

But at that moment, a beam of light shot straight into the darkness, briefly dispelling the room’s gloom, allowing him for the first time to cautiously touch the sunlight.

His name, Ci Ye, seemed at that moment to truly hold value.

Su Li was astonished, light?

Suddenly, Su Li didn’t know what to say. She stood up hurriedly with the book, "I’ll go get a seat in the library first, I..."

A slightly cool hand abruptly grasped her wrist, the touch of that porcelain-like skin making her heart race wildly. She heard his voice tinged with bitterness asking, "What if I woke up earlier?"

Su Li was stunned for a moment, then understood Feng Ciye’s meaning. She fiercely broke free, turned to look at him, seriously saying, "No matter if you wake up earlier or later, the result is the same. Because... Feng Huaijin and I will have a son."

If it hadn’t been for Tuanzi’s sudden intervention, she would have followed the natural progression, making it impossible to have had an early encounter with Feng Huaijin.

Yet in the end, she still had a son with Feng Huaijin.

Therefore, no matter how early Feng Ciye woke up, the outcome was unchanged, it wouldn’t change.

Feng Ciye sat under the tree by the lake, watching Su Li’s figure with the book disappear at the library entrance. The fresh breeze blew across his face, his ink-like hair swaying in the wind, everything was just as peaceful as before.

Su Li sat by the library window, looking at the books on the table, her heart already sighing deeply, unable to read.

She had taken a good spot in the library for nothing, but couldn’t focus on any contents of the books, vaguely hearing the girls reviewing nearby whispering.

"The handsome guy under the lakeside tree still hasn’t left! Isn’t he the pianist who performed at our school before? So handsome!"

"Isn’t he hot sitting down there? Should we go give him some water, invite him to come inside for air conditioning?"

Su Li held her head, even in the library she could hear news about him!

Su Li completely gave up struggling, took her book and left the library, only to meet him as soon as she stepped out...