Incurable Chapter 30 Part 2

Chapter 30 (2/2)

Behind the old pine tree was a narrow path lined with wildflowers and small grasses. The morning mist was cool. Dew dampened her calves. There were no forks in the road, so she simply kept walking.

After five minutes, the space ahead opened up.

And there, seated cross-legged on the cliffside, was Liu Qianxiu.

He had changed into a Taoist robe. The blue-green cloth was plain and rough, yet it draped over his tall, refined frame with quiet elegance. Dawn mist was thinning, and the eastern sky was turning pale. The sun had not yet risen, and the first traces of morning light outlined him like a hidden sage inside a landscape painting—aloof, pure, faintly immortal.

There was something transparent about his presence, so transparent he seemed to belong to the natural world itself. Like mountain and stream, he looked like a man beyond desire, beyond want.

Mu Wan froze for a moment, something in her wavering.

Then the man on the cliff turned his head.

His features were sharply defined, his expression calm. His gaze rested on Mu Wan, deep and steady.

Like someone tempted against her will, Mu Wan wet her lips and walked toward him.

Liu Qianxiu set down the book in his hand and rose from the prayer cushion. The Taoist robe fell cleanly along his frame, belted at the waist, making his shoulders seem broader and his waist narrower, his proportions all the more striking.

He watched her approach, eyes lowered, gaze fixed on hers the whole time.

At first, Mu Wan kept looking up at him. Then, at the last second, her gaze dropped toward the cushion by the cliff, and the tips of her ears flushed red.

“You got up so early,” she said, forcing herself to start with small talk.

“Mm.” Liu Qianxiu answered. “Life here is more regular than it is at home.”

The small talk ended there.

He remained exactly as always—calm, composed, cool. The air itself was chilly, and the man who had spent the early morning meditating on the cliff seemed to carry that cool mist all over him.

Between heaven and earth, Mu Wan alone was warm.

No—more than warm. Burning.

She gathered her courage, lifted her eyes, and looked at him directly. Her gaze shimmered, the corners of her eyes tinged red, making her look exactly like a little demon who had just been bullied.

“I have something to ask you.” Her thoughts turned in a rush. “What you said to me last night, what you did to me last night... I remember all of it. So I want to ask you—what did you mean?”

Her tone tightened at the end. She tried to make herself sound more imposing. Her gaze trembled. She bit her lip and pushed on.

“You said you do have desire. Then toward me, is it affection—or desire?”

The man’s gaze lowered slightly as he looked at her.

She stared back just as hard, her lips full and wet, red as if they had melted from pomegranate stone—vivid and dangerously soft.

Then he lowered his head and kissed her.

Soft lips met soft lips.

In that instant, heaven and earth seemed to collapse. Mu Wan’s pupils contracted. Her throat dried. Her jaw trembled.

Then his lips lifted away.

His forehead rested lightly against hers. He gave a low laugh and asked, “What do you want?”

Her eyes were fixed on the smile on his face. Her heartbeat crashed against her eardrums. Mu Wan’s mind went completely blank. She opened her mouth, wanting to answer, but no words would come. All she knew was that she was clutching tightly at his Taoist robe, because that one kiss had left her body weak.

He wrapped his arms around her.

One arm circled her waist.

His eyes were black and bright.

A smile lingered at the corner of his lips, the same one that had made her heart race from the very beginning.

He lowered his head. His lips brushed near her ear. His voice was deep and fluid, like clear spring water striking stone, echoing against her skin.

“Whether what you want is affection or desire, I can give you both.”

Mu Wan’s heart burst into bloom.

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