"Oh, now dove, don't be like that. I am interested to hear what you saw,"<i>even more so if it involves An Bo, "</i>You should tell me so it isn't forgotten like a dream. I'm actually very curious about the door, and that name, An Bo." They continued to drive, and he came to a slow stop at a light, and turned to look at her. "Look, Xiao Yu, if anything, maybe it's something your subconscious might be trying to tell you. If anything, I can even look into anything you can come up with. Intuition is a very strong thing, and it's helped solve a case or two." As the light changed, he turned his attention back to the road. "Besides, what if I happen to think it's a pleasant thing to picture?"<br/><br/>He was smiling again, and he pulled up to her building. The way back wasn't hard to remember, even someone with a bad memory could probably find it easily enough. It seemed a little busy, a few kids playing around. "You want me to carry you again? I know it's not a long walk, but I don't mind."<i>You just want to show off with a beautiful woman in your arms, </i>he argued with himself. He wasn't entirely wrong either, he'd been ignorant to consider her a trophy. She was the beautiful kind to break hearts just by walking by, and he wanted others to know she'd picked him. Another part of him was just excited to hold her, to have her so close. With the smile still on his face, he felt his face getting a little worn. It'd been quite some time since he'd smiled this long, this honestly.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>A number of scrolls laid on the small table before him. He'd spent hours reading over each and every letter. According to the texts, no marriage could be overruled. Even by rank. A marriage was a sacred connection, and rank could determine marriage, but rank couldn't over power marriage. It'd brought tears to his eyes. Standing up, he felt a surge of hope spread through him. Somehow, he'd have to ask her to marry him. Then Taizi wouldn't be able to. By laws that went over even him. It was on the parchment, ink and all, right in front of him.<br/><i><br/>
If she loves me like I've loved her... <br/>
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She'd pick me over Taizi.</i><br/><br/><i>Right?</i><br/><br/>A pounding on the door shook him from his thoughts. It scared him a bit even. Who'd possibly be coming to see him? Especially now? It wouldn't be Wuqing, his students would have all been well asleep at this time. Or so he'd hope. He'd secluded himself recently, the day on the bridge broke him down. More than he'd like to admit.<br/><br/>"An Bo, it's Lengxie."<br/><i><br/>
Lengxie?! What was he here for? Had Wuqing asked him to talk with him?</i>