Chapter 1056: Unexpectedly— As a soft cry echoed, the body that had been locked in battle with Lu Yun for so many rounds suddenly trembled violently. Her hands clutched tightly around Lu Yun’s neck, as if afraid that the moment she released her grip, Lu Yun would vanish. Her flushed cheeks were filled with contentment. "Uncle, you're almost suffocating me," Lu Yun coughed vigorously. Upon hearing this, Liu’s widow showed no intention of loosening her hold, still firmly encircling Lu Yun’s neck. Only when the sensation of lightness and tingling, like floating on clouds, fully subsided did she gradually ease her hands from around his neck. "Did I hold too tightly earlier? Are you feeling better now?" she gently brushed her fingers over Lu Yun’s cheeks. Lu Yun took a deep, steady breath. With the strength of the old widow just now, if he hadn't loosened up, he truly didn't know whether he could have kept going—having truly wrestled with her for five hundred rounds. When his passion finally erupted at the peak of her climax, they both shared the blissful zenith of their experience. Yet at that very moment, so electrified he was, Lu Yun nearly died from the sheer grip of her hands. "Decent," Lu Yun said, trying to sound relaxed. The old widow glanced at him and smiled, "It's not because I don't want to stay close to you, but because I know we won't see each other much in the future. Now, while I still have the vitality and you haven't grown tired of me, I'm seizing this moment to get closer to you—before I age and you grow indifferent." The unspoken wish—being remembered by him as the woman who brought him joy—remained tucked away, never voiced. Lu Yun was momentarily stunned. To say such a thing now, clearly, was to dampen the very atmosphere of the moment. Liu, the widow, herself realized this, and gave Lu Yun a gentle smile. "What's with you, Aunt? To be speaking something so awkward just now—such a pity. Here, Aunt's rewarding you." With a pout, she gently kissed Lu Yun on the cheek. Lu Yun sighed softly, a touch of melancholy in his voice. "Aunt, will we really hardly see each other again from now on?" Silence. Liu could find no words to answer Lu Yun—beyond silence, she had nothing to say. Li Guo, who was fetching water to wash herself, couldn't hear the movements behind her and turned in surprise to see Lu Yun lying on the bed, eyes closed and resting. "Xiao Yun, don't stay in bed any longer—get up and help me take care of the shop. It's been some days since you've been looking after it," she said. "Has Xiao Ying or the others come by recently?" Lu Yun asked as he sat up. "Of course they have," Li Guo replied. "Do you think everyone is as slow as you? Xiao Ying and Hongyu come regularly. Dan Dan has also been helping me whenever I'm busy lately." As she spoke, Li Guo seemed to suddenly recall something, her brows slightly furrowed, and she looked at Lu Yun with a puzzled expression. "Xiao Yun, it's not just Xiao Ying and the others who have been coming. Since yesterday, there's a girl named Zhao Feiyan who has also been coming often—frequently with Hongyu..." Before Li Guo could finish speaking, Lu Yun leapt off the bed all at once. "Aunt, who did you mean?" "Zhao Feiyan, a young girl sharing the name of a famous ancient beauty—Red Yu and the others call her that," said the widow, her expression growing more puzzled. "What's wrong? Is there something amiss?" Lu Yun shook his head urgently. Last weekend, after being gently introduced by Xiao Yu, their relationship had remained undetermined. Occasionally returning for a few days, they hadn't had the chance to speak about it. Yet, he hadn't expected that during his absence, Zhao Feiyan had already come over to help M. Sun with running the shop alongside Xiao Yu and the others. Doesn't this mean that Zhao Feiyan has already implicitly accepted their connection?