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Could it be … It's a secret chamber!?

He tried hard to recall, if my earphones weren't on him and Song Mo Ran said that he found my earphones in the study, would that mean that he already knew that I entered the secret chamber?

Despair rose in my heart as my fear of Song Mo Ran grew larger and larger. There was already no sound outside the door, and when I realised that Song Mo Ran was looking for the key to open my room's door and wanted to pull it open, it was already too late. The door had already been opened.

The chair without any weight couldn't even organize Song Mo Ran to enter. He only pushed the door open slightly and walked in.

In the dark, the tall figure of Song Mo Ran once made me feel at ease, but now, there was only fear in my heart.

"Girl, let's talk." Song Mo Ran said faintly.

I curled up on the bed. I was so scared that I didn't dare to breathe. I could feel Song Mo Ran slowly sitting on the bed beside me.

A pair of hands touched my shoulder, and even through the covers I could feel the chill of them.

"Little girl, did you see that?" Song Mo Ran asked softly.

"Don't hurt me, I didn't see it, nothing at all!" I shouted in panic.

Song Mo Ran quickly calmed me down and said, "Girl, don't worry. I will never hurt you. Calm down first and we can talk, okay?"

Seeing that Song Mo Ran didn't seem to want to hurt me, he slowly calmed himself down. In a trance, he glanced into Song Mo Ran's deep eyes which were filled with worry.

Is he worried about me?

No, he was worried that I knew his secret.

"Go, go away!" I gradually let out a sound and shouted to Song silently.

Song Mo Ran grabbed my shoulders, shook his head, and said to me: "Xiaoxiao, wake up, okay? I'm still the Song Mo Ran you know, I won't harm you, you have to believe in me, okay?"

I gradually calmed down. Song Mo Ran's words made sense. If he wanted to harm me, he would have many chances to do so. However, he didn't. It's just that the coffin in the secret chamber was too inconceivable.

Seeing that I had calmed down, Song Mo Ran sat on the bed and lightly wiped the tears at the corner of my eyes. He calmly said, "Girl, I know you must have a lot of questions you want to ask me.

I looked at Song Mo Ran and said sobbing, "That coffin... The coffin, why is it in your secret room? "

Song Mo Ran was silent for two seconds. Finally, he opened his mouth and said, "There are things that used to be important to me in there. Of course, they are still important now."

"What's important to keep in a coffin?" I asked.

Song Mo Ran patted my head as though he was comforting me and replied, "Girl, I don't want to tell you right now, but you will know one day. I just need you to believe me now, I won't do anything to hurt you or anyone else, okay?"

Looking at Song Mo Ran's sincere eyes, it was hard to not believe his words. Although his words didn't have any persuasive power, I still chose to believe him in the end.

Seeing me nod, Song Mo Ran gently embraced me and patted my back to comfort me, "Girl, I'm sorry for scaring you. Thank you too. You're willing to believe me."

Smelling the familiar smell, I knew that Song Mo Ran was still there, but I didn't know if Song Mo Ran was telling me the truth or not. He was still hiding something from me.

I knew that the secret in that coffin was like a time bomb. One day, at a certain moment, it would explode, and everyone around would be injured by it.

Compared to knowing the truth, I'm more willing to believe a beautiful lie that was made up, especially when it was made up by Song Mo Ran. So, I'm prepared to forget about this matter gradually and live my life now and think about the future.

Tonight, Song Mo Ran was exceptionally gentle. He softly lulled me to sleep by the bedside before returning to my room.

When he woke up the next day and recalled everything that had happened last night, he could not help but tremble in fear.

"Lin Xiaoxiao, you cannot bear this matter to heart. You have already said that you will forget about it and start a new life." I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled.

After cleaning everything up, I left the bedroom. Unlike before, Song Mo Ran didn't elegantly sit at the dining table and drink coffee. Instead, he wore an apron and busied himself in the kitchen.

"Xiao-Xiao, you're up." When Song Mo Ran saw me greet him warmly, I became a little unnatural. I knew that he was apologetic about what happened last night, but if he continued to be like this, I would never be able to forget about it.

"Calm down, I'll treat what happened last night as though it never happened. Don't owe me anything. Just pretend like nothing happened, okay?"

Song Mo Ran did not expect me to say something like that. He was stunned for a moment before reacting. "I understand, little girl. Come over for breakfast."

After breakfast, Song Mo Ran sent me to school as usual.

When we reached the school at the next corner, I told Song to stop the car.

"Little girl, what's wrong?" Song Mo Ran turned his head and asked doubtfully.

I hid my face, not knowing how to reply. Song Mo Ran thought of what I said yesterday and understood it by heart. He said, "In the future, I will send you here so that you won't be seen by your classmates."

I didn't say anything. I lowered my head and whispered, "Thank you."

"Little girl, you don't have to be so polite with me. We'll be fine from now on, okay?"

Ever since I started to get together with him, I noticed that Song Mo Ran seemed to be worrying about gains and losses.

"Alright." In fact, as I answered him like this, I didn't have any confidence in myself. Although I was determined to forget about it, my feelings for Song Mo Ran seemed to have undergone a subtle change, a change that I couldn't even explain myself clearly.

I still loved him, but it seemed to have faded a little. I didn't want to be separated from him, and when I was with him, I wanted to be away.

Of course, I didn't reveal this in front of Song Mo Ran. Our relationship was still the same as before, he seemed to be the same as before, at least on the surface.

After getting off the car, I was about to go to school and face those people I didn't want to face again. The courage I had resolved to face yesterday vanished in a flash, because Song Mo Ran could no longer give me that courage.

The following days were not as difficult as I had imagined. There was no need to intentionally make things difficult for the examinees or to discuss right and wrong. As the college entrance examination got closer and closer, everyone was preparing with all their might.

Song Mo Ran and I's relationship had always been lukewarm, and life seemed to have calmed down. Perhaps I had experienced too much, and now I really enjoyed this kind of situation.