Reborn One Week Before the Apocalypse

Chapter 211: Chapter 201: Her Highness, the Princess

Tang Mo: [Don’t come. It’s not a good time.]

Qin Ling: [No.]

Tang Mo: [I’ll break your legs if you come.]

Qin Ling: [Got it.]

In the end, Tang Mo couldn’t figure out if Qin Ling’s ”Got it” meant he was coming or not. But she couldn’t be bothered to dwell on it any longer.

She had overtrained at the camp today and was utterly exhausted.

On top of that, the fusion of the Spiritual Light Ball and the subsequent transformation of her body had left her incredibly weak. Although she had recovered a little, all she wanted to do was lie in bed and do nothing else.

Jingjing knew Momo was wiped out this time, so she was considerate enough to go sleep in Sister Xiao Tao’s room. She decided not to bother Tang Mo, letting Momo get a good night’s rest before pestering her again.

Tang Mo stared at the now-dark chat screen, a strange feeling in her heart.

She had already told Lin Yi about Qin Ling, and they weren’t particularly secretive about it around the base.

She knew perfectly well that even if she didn’t say anything, her relationship with Qin Ling wasn’t exactly a secret.

But she just didn’t want to announce their relationship with great fanfare, and she didn’t know why.

Back when she lived in the dorms, Li Lanlan had been the resident love expert. She used to tell them that if someone was unwilling to go public with their partner, it was either because they didn’t like them enough or because they were keeping their options open.

But Tang Mo thought about it for a long time and concluded that neither of those situations applied to her.

She was sure she liked Qin Ling; that was why she had sought him out without hesitation in this life, wanting to be with him.

But still...

Something just felt off.

This feeling had nothing to do with Qin Ling; it was all her.

The shadows of her past life lingered too heavily, too deeply. No matter how smoothly her relationship with Qin Ling went in this life, she always had a feeling that it wasn’t quite real.

Those memories were too vivid, so vivid that they stripped her of any sense of security.

No one was pressuring her, yet Tang Mo couldn’t shake the feeling that if she wasn’t good enough, she wouldn’t be able to be with him.

’If I fall behind, will I lose everything I have now?’

These feelings made it impossible for her to have a clear conscience and simply rely on her boyfriend like some innocent young girl in love.

Perhaps for Tang Mo, being given a second chance at life meant that she was fated to never put her feelings first.

Doing so would be too great an injustice to the repressed self she had been in her past life.

Tang Mo had been too busy for so long. Every day, it seemed, brought new things to do, new tasks to complete.

Today was the first time she had been able to quiet her mind and think about these issues she never had time for.

But after a while, she reached a conclusion: just go with the flow and follow her heart.

She wasn’t a melodramatic person. If she were, she wouldn’t have taken the initiative to get close to Qin Ling again in this life.

Tang Mo much preferred to always follow her heart and listen to the true voice in its depths.

Right or wrong didn’t matter, as long as it was what she wanted.

Not for others, but only for herself.

THUD.

Tang Mo was lost in thought, drowsily drifting off to sleep, when she suddenly heard a sound at the window.

Her room was on the second floor, and the Wen Family’s villa had patrols around the clock. There shouldn’t be any trouble.

THUD.

Seeing no response from inside, the window was struck again, as if in reminder.

Tang Mo heard this second one clearly. It was definitely man-made.

She climbed out of bed, walked to the window, pushed it open, and looked down.

On the lawn below, a figure was standing behind a large tree. When he saw Tang Mo’s window open, he even waved at her.

’That guy. He actually came.’

Tang Mo made a throat-slitting gesture at him.

Now that Qin Ling was here, there was no way a threat like that would scare him off. He absolutely wouldn’t give up until he saw Tang Mo today.

Although they had spent some time together in the rainforest, there had always been other people around.

They hadn’t had any time alone together. How could that be acceptable?

On top of that, Tang Mo had fainted for some unknown reason today. It was impossible for him not to come.

Even though it was the middle of the night, Tang Mo could still see the expression on Qin Ling’s face clearly under the moonlight.

His face showed concern, longing, and a deep, intense love.

Tang Mo was suddenly startled by the immense, surging, unconcealed love she saw on his face. It was something she had never imagined.

She had never thought Qin Ling could like her that much.

They hadn’t known each other for long, and Qin Ling only had memories of her from this life.

In truth, what Tang Mo didn’t realize was that the current Qin Ling loved her far more than she could ever imagine—far more than she loved him.

But at this moment, the young woman standing by the window in her pajamas was too insecure in love, so even though she was in a relationship, she didn’t dare to give one hundred percent of her heart.

She had been hurt, and she was terrified. It wasn’t her fault, and she was not to blame.

The two of them just stared at each other like that. Soon, Qin Ling glanced left and right at the tree beside him.

Then, in a matter of seconds, he shimmied up the tree to about the same height as Tang Mo’s windowsill, then leaped, diving straight through her window.

The move was so abrupt it startled Tang Mo. She instinctively dodged aside, then reached out an arm to steady him, allowing Qin Ling to land firmly in her room.

”No one else knows. Don’t be angry.”

Once he was steady on his feet, Qin Ling looked at Tang Mo with pleading eyes.

He still remembered Tang Mo saying it wasn’t a good time and was afraid of upsetting her.

Although he didn’t know why Tang Mo was still unwilling to tell her family about them, Qin Ling would unconditionally follow any choice she made.

She was his princess, and even more so, his queen.

It had started raining at some point, and Qin Ling’s clothes were soaked, his wet hair plastered to his face.

Seeing him like this, how could Tang Mo possibly have the heart to argue with him? She just rolled her eyes and shooed him into her en-suite bathroom to take a shower.

She retrieved a men’s tracksuit, underwear and all, from her Space and shoved it at him.

They had lived together in the cave for a while at the very beginning, so there was no awkwardness about these things. They were completely used to each other.

Although superpower users had strong physiques, this was the apocalypse. Who knew what unsafe elements might be in that rain? It was better to be careful.

Qin Ling looked Tang Mo over from top to bottom and all around. Seeing that his girl was fine—other than her skin looking even better and more beautiful—he was finally reassured and obediently went into the bathroom.