Chapter 138: Miss Eileen is Also Quite Adorable - I Forged Them in Darkness, and They Buried Me in It

### Chapter 138: Miss Eileen is Also Quite Adorable The air was fragrant. Chen An instinctively twitched his nose. It seemed as if he was entirely enveloped in this faint fragrance, surrounded by it. It was a pleasant scent, subtle, not overpowering. Fortunately, his clarity of mind was barely affected, retaining its sharpness. With presence of mind, the young man reached out and gently tapped the woman's smooth forehead with his finger. Eileen's attempts at a sneak attack were naturally foiled. She lightly bit her lip, her gaze fixed on the young man's face, her eyes soft and tender. She murmured softly, "Father, I just wanted to get a little closer to you. Why do you act like I'm a thief?" Chen An looked at her for a moment, unmoved. He said, "You're not wrong, but why are you pinning my legs down?" Faced with the young man's question, Eileen shifted her gaze slightly, a hint of guilt in her eyes. She feigned a movement, but continued to cling to Chen An. This posture was not unfamiliar to him. He recalled how Selina used to cling to him like this. For the girl back then, it was not about sensuality or ambiguity but simply her way of expressing affection. Yet in such moments, Eileen would often stand aside and glare at Chen An as if he were a degenerate. When Chen An would glance at her, she’d coldly huff, cross her arms, and turn her head away. In sum, it seemed something she'd disdain to do. But time changes people, and this once-proud girl had now grown mature and adopted Selina’s approach. The sensation imparted by her now-developed figure was incomparable to that from the girl back then. So soft. It was like sinking into a massive mass of cotton, a continuous gentle caress on his legs. Seeing the woman's willfulness, the young man showed a hint of helplessness. He suspected Eileen might be doing this on purpose. Otherwise, why was she always stopping just shy of the boundary of his steadfast rejection? Specifically, her every action was perfectly timed. They might push forward slightly, but then retreat to a safe distance. Making it hard for Chen An to find a reason to push her away. Or perhaps, he didn't truly mind this closeness. Emotions are often complex, difficult to resolve fully in a short time. Chen An pondered a moment before asking, “Given how you've acted now, what's your plan for the future?” Eileen nestled against his chest, then looked up at him, softly replying. "I don't have any plans. As long as I can stay with you, I'm already content." Her answer was laden with longing, hard for anyone to resist. Chen An didn't meet her gaze but instead looked out the window, somewhat lost in thought. Eileen noticed this, reaching a finger to poke his chest. A small, plaintive voice came from his arms. "Father, isn't it a bit much to be thinking of another woman at a time like this?” On hearing this, Chen An turned back, unaffected by embarrassment. He suddenly laughed. "Eileen, your demeanor has changed so much from the past." "Your actions and even the words you just said remind me so much of Selina." His tone was casual without much fluctuation, just an offhand remark. But to Eileen, it was a weighty statement, making her tense. Having become a divine figure, scarcely anything could affect Eileen's emotions. Except for the young man before her, her only father figure, her only believer. A touch of bewilderment crossed her eyes as she softly asked, "Father, do you not like me as I am now?" She pressed her lips together, "Actually, reverting to my former self isn’t impossible..." Chen An was taken aback. He shook his head, "Of course not." Eileen sighed with relief, murmuring once more. "Honestly, I thought you preferred that sort of attitude..." Chen An’s face twitched, and he couldn’t help but flick her forehead gently. "What are you saying?" His tone was calm, devoid of reproach. Naturally, Eileen wasn’t upset, merely feigning a pout as she covered her head, looking very aggrieved. Her every move was natural, carrying a unique girlish charm. Her tone was lamenting. "I already told you to momentarily forget Selina, but it seems your bond with her is deep, lingering on~" After speaking, Eileen heaved a light sigh. "Indeed, how could I compare to her gentle cuteness?" The bitterness in her voice was almost palpable to Chen An. He tentatively reached out, placing his hand on her silky hair. Eileen didn't resist, simply blinking at him. Her hair felt incredibly smooth to touch. Chen An spoke, "Miss Eileen, you're also quite adorable." In every life, he never hesitated to give praise. Upon hearing this, Eileen's eyes slightly squinted, her chin raised, evidently pleased by the compliment. "Am I cuter now or before?" "Both are adorable." Chen An replied casually. No matter what he was doing, he always appeared somewhat lazy. "But, back then I was so unruly, always..." Eileen bit her lip, trailing off. Chen An completed her thought. "Always calling me names?" "Yes." She responded softly. This had always filled her with guilt and regret. Reflecting on her past attitude towards him each night, she felt genuinely saddened. Not for herself, but on his behalf. Now, finally having this chance to make amends, she deeply wished to apologize directly. Yet the young man's calm words reverberated, leaving her momentarily stunned. "If it's about that, there's no need to think too much." "I never minded it." And he added. "On the contrary, the way Eileen acted as a child was quite endearing in its own way." "Eh?!" Her fingers touched her lips, surprise evident in her bright eyes. Then, as if a thought struck her, she tilted her head, her rosy lips parting, a hint of hesitation on her face. But ultimately, she asked the question. "Father, I... I heard there's a type of pervert who enjoys being scolded for fun..." Eileen never finished her sentence. A flick of Chen An’s finger interrupted her nascent thought. She grumbled indignantly. "Honestly, Father... If you don’t want to say it, fine, but why hit me..." Her coquettish demeanor was hard to associate with the lofty, indifferent deity she had become. "Where do you plan to stay?" Chen An changed the topic. Eileen's eyes lit up at the question. "Can I stay with you, Father?" (End of Chapter)