Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1527 - 866: Lanci’s Last Commission_3

"..."

Lanci's lips instantly pressed into a wavy line.

"It was me, I'm very sorry."

Lanci suddenly stood up and bowed to Talia.

This time, he didn't hesitate.

In fact, he had planned to confess to Talia once everything was over, but he hadn't found the right opportunity to be alone with her.

He intended to wait until Talia was in a better mood to explain what had happened at that time.

"I had already guessed a bit."

Talia's voice wasn't very surprised, unexpectedly calm.

It seemed that at some point she had noticed a hint, but hadn't specifically confirmed it with Lanci.

She knew that as long as she directly asked Lanci this question, he would definitely respond honestly.

"And that assassin who might have killed you, that was also me, right?"

Talia lifted her hands and touched Lanci's downcast cheeks, making him look at her directly.

"That's right."

This time, Lanci didn't avert his gaze, admitting his attempt at cleverness.

He was a bit scared of Talia, who was holding his head, but he knew he had to face all of this.

In hindsight, teasing Talia carelessly at first was really wrong, and he should have apologized long ago.

"Playing mind games with you was really interesting; now reminiscing about our initial meeting makes me want to laugh a bit."

Talia's laughter was unreadable, as she released Lanci's face.

"How can I make it up to you?"

Lanci asked Talia.

Since he was at fault, having stood her up and teased her, he was ready to accept punishment.

"I'm cold, help me with that first."

Talia turned her head, hugging her arms, instructing almost to herself.

Once this problem was resolved, she would consider whether to forgive him.

"..."

Lanci thought for a moment, then walked around and took out a blanket to cover Talia.

"Emotional fluctuations can easily lead to autonomic nervous disorder. When crying, emotions fluctuate greatly, increasing the excitement of the sympathetic nervous system and causing more adrenaline secretion, leading to vasoconstriction, reduced skin blood flow, and a cold sensation. After crying, the excitement of the parasympathetic nervous system can also cause a cold sensation."

He observed and analyzed Talia.

"It could also be due to decreased blood sugar from physical exertion, especially when sobbing, breathing quickens, consuming more energy, the blood sugar drops more, leading to a cold feeling, so eating hot food is recommended. Also, dehydration reduces body temperature regulation, as crying and shedding tears cause water loss, mild dehydration affects temperature regulation and causes a cold feeling; I'll go make you a hot drink."

Lanci earnestly shared scientific knowledge with Talia, concerned about her well-being, and concluded he would immediately prepare some food for her.

However, his words nearly turned Talia's anger into laughter.

Her light laughter made Lanci freeze, not daring to touch the trolley again.

"Still cold."

Talia asserted firmly once more.

The sofa chairs in the luxury compartment were wide, and even one person on each seat could sit side by side if they wanted.

Lanci looked at her in surprise—

Talia lifted the blanket slightly, patting the sofa cushion beside her, gesturing for him to come in.

Just like that, Lanci stood there stunned for a few seconds, seeing Talia seemingly growing colder, he finally sat down next to Talia.

"Hold me."

Talia instructed bluntly.

Feeling guilty, Lanci hesitated for a moment, but could only comply, reaching out to embrace Talia's waist, pulling her closer to him.

This time, Talia actively leaned towards him.

Talia's body was surprisingly warm, but perhaps due to crying earlier, it still felt slightly trembling with a light shiver.

"Let me rest for a bit longer."

Talia, with tear marks at the corners of her eyes, yet a smile on her lips, leaned against Lanci's shoulder.

The tangible closeness seemed to tell him—

She was no longer angry with Lanci.