Became the Terminally Ill Supporting Male Lead's Rabbit Spirit

The wedding of Su Ci and Lu Zhe was held at a villa owned by the Lu family, and the grandeur of the event shocked the entire city of B.

Rumors spread that the number of luxury cars at the wedding could encircle half of the city, and that Su Ci's wedding dress took a full four months to create, with her diamond ring valued at nine figures.

Since photos from the wedding day were strictly forbidden from being leaked, the public never got to see how stunning Su Ci looked in her wedding dress, outshining even the most beautiful princesses from fairy tales.

But only Su Ci knew that on that day, Lu Zhe lost control for the first time.

That day in the dressing room, Su Ci had already changed into her wedding dress and finished her makeup. Worried that she might be hungry, Lu Zhe brought her some snacks.

The three makeup artists tactfully stepped aside, not wanting to intrude.

Once the door closed, Lu Zhe's dark eyes were filled with awe as he looked at the girl before him.

Su Ci noticed it immediately. In the past, Lu Zhe had always seemed indifferent to her beauty, as if he were blind to it. But now, seeing the admiration in his eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little smug.

"Am I beautiful?" Su Ci asked, her white wedding train trailing behind her as she slowly walked toward him.

How could she not be?

Lu Zhe stood frozen in place, watching the girl approach. Her makeup accentuated her flawless features—bright eyes, pearly teeth, and a radiant beauty that made her look like a princess stepping out of a castle.

The pampered little princess threw herself into his arms, her hands wrapping around his neck as her sparkling eyes gazed at him. "Am I beautiful?"

"Yes, beautiful," Lu Zhe replied, his eyes never leaving her, completely captivated.

Su Ci was wearing high heels, so she didn't need to stand on her tiptoes. She simply tilted her chin up and easily reached his lips. "The laces on the back of my dress are a bit tight. Can you adjust them for me?"

With that, Su Ci let go of him and turned around, instructing Lu Zhe to loosen the laces on the back of her wedding dress.

Lu Zhe put down the plate of snacks he was holding and stepped closer.

A large expanse of her back was exposed, her skin fair and delicate. Lu Zhe's eyes darkened as he leaned in, his long fingers loosening the bow of the lace.

Even more of her back was revealed.

Su Ci could feel Lu Zhe's presence as soon as he approached.

The next moment, as the laces were loosened, Su Ci instinctively covered her chest, feeling the warmth of his hand on her back.

Ever since Lu Zhe's ALS had improved, she noticed that his hands were no longer cold.

Then, a soft kiss landed on her back, startling Su Ci. She turned her head. "Lu Zhe?"

The man's eyes were dark and intense as he tilted her chin and kissed her.

Su Ci blinked, her head tilted to the side as she was forced to accept his kiss. He was kissing her so fiercely.

The position was uncomfortable, and Su Ci let out a small whimper of dissatisfaction. In the next moment, she was turned around and pressed against the dressing table. Before she could say anything, her lips were captured again.

In the past, Lu Zhe's kisses had always been gentle and tender. But at some point, he had changed—his kisses became sharp and aggressive, leaving Su Ci with no way to resist. Her tongue tried to retreat, but he caught it every time.

She looked into Lu Zhe's eyes and saw a deep, swirling darkness, as if something turbulent was brewing within him.

Su Ci held onto the front of her dress with one hand to keep it from slipping, her tongue numb and tears welling up in her dark eyes. The small tear mole at the corner of her eye looked irresistibly adorable.

Meanwhile, Lu Zhe's large hand rested on the small of her back, his warm fingertips gently caressing her, sending shivers through her body. Su Ci felt her legs weaken, barely able to support herself as she leaned against the dressing table.

Only when Lu Zhe saw the blush on Su Ci's face, impossible to hide even under her makeup, did he finally pull back slightly.

"My lipstick," Su Ci said, her breathing uneven as she shot him a reproachful look. "You've ruined it."

Her lips were still rosy and glossy, beautiful even without lipstick.

Lu Zhe chuckled softly and kissed her lips again. "Still beautiful."

Su Ci glared at him.

"Shall I help you reapply it?" Lu Zhe wiped away the moisture at the corner of her lips with his finger, his deep voice slightly hoarse and incredibly soothing.

Su Ci's eyes lit up, and she handed him the lipstick from the dressing table. "Don't make my lips look ugly."

Lu Zhe's dark eyes were filled with amusement. "Okay."

He bent down, her lips slightly pouted, red and glistening, slightly swollen from his earlier kisses, looking utterly captivating.

Lu Zhe twisted open the lipstick and began to apply it to her lips, adding a fresh layer of color to the already vibrant petals.

But then, he stopped. Su Ci was about to urge him to continue when, in the next moment, Lu Zhe tossed the lipstick aside. His handsome face loomed closer, and her lips were captured once more.

Su Ci leaned weakly against Lu Zhe's chest, feeling the tension in his body.

He kissed her over and over again, until her mouth was filled with his cool, refreshing scent. Her eyes were red at the corners, her dark pupils glistening with unshed tears, her beauty breathtaking.

Shen Xue, Su Ci's bridesmaid, arrived shortly after Lu Zhe left. Seeing Su Ci sitting in the chair, her cheeks flushed and her eyes seductive, Shen Xue was almost spellbound.

Heavens, Su Ci must be a siren in disguise. Even as a woman, Shen Xue felt her soul being drawn in.

At the wedding, everyone marveled at Su Ci and Lu Zhe. It was impossible to imagine anyone else who could be a better match for them.

In the seats, Su's Mother and Wen Ya couldn't hold back their tears.

Su's Mother was reluctant to part with her cherished daughter, knowing she was now in the hands of another man. But at the same time, she felt comforted knowing that Lu Zhe would love and pamper her daughter even more than she ever could.

Her daughter would be spoiled by Lu Zhe for the rest of her life.

Beside her, Wen Ya was also wiping away tears. No one knew how devastating it had been when she first found her son, only to learn that he had ALS.

Her heart ached for him. Her son had suffered so much since childhood, and this illness meant he would endure even more pain before his eventual death. It felt as if the heavens had been too harsh on him.

But now, seeing her son standing tall, healthy, and handsome, with a smile on his face, Wen Ya's tears flowed even more freely.

She knew that her son would finally be happy.

That night, after the wedding festivities ended, Su Ci was taken by Lu Zhe to their new home.

The villa was not far from either the Su or Lu family residences. After learning that his condition had a chance of improving, Lu Zhe had bought the property and began renovating it.

The house was decorated in a warm and elegant style, with every detail carefully designed to suit Su Ci's preferences.

As the car pulled into the villa, Lu Zhe carried Su Ci out.

The long train of her wedding dress trailed behind her as Lu Zhe strode inside.

After a long and tiring day, Su Ci felt completely exhausted. As soon as Lu Zhe placed her on the bed, she lay down.

Lu Zhe turned and brought her a glass of red wine. "Tuantuan, are you thirsty?"

Su Ci murmured softly, "Yes, feed me." She was too lazy to even lift a finger.

Lu Zhe walked over to her, took a sip of the wine, and then leaned over her, feeding it to her with his lips.

The wine spilled from the corner of Su Ci's mouth before she could swallow it. Just as she reached up to wipe it away, Lu Zhe's lips chased after it, kissing away every drop.

"Do you want more?" Lu Zhe asked in a low, husky voice, his dark eyes fixed on the delicate girl beneath him.

Su Ci licked her lips, tasting the sweet wine. "Yes!"

Lu Zhe fed her the entire glass of wine before setting it aside.

When he turned back, he saw Su Ci sitting up on the bed. She was still wearing her white wedding dress, her cheeks flushed, and a pair of rabbit ears had popped out on her head.

She shook her head, and the pink-and-white rabbit ears swayed adorably.

Lu Zhe's throat tightened as he approached her. "Why did your rabbit ears come out?"

"Did they?" Su Ci's eyes were glistening with moisture as she reached up to touch the soft ears on her head. "I didn't notice."

She tried to retract the ears, but in the next moment, Lu Zhe's hand was already there, pinching the tip of her ear. "Tuantuan."

"Yes?" Su Ci's body softened, and she responded obediently.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Do you like it when I touch your ears?"

Every time Lu Zhe stroked her rabbit ears, his touch was gentle and soothing. But her ears were too sensitive, and the tingling sensations made her both love and dread it.

Lu Zhe kissed the tip of her ear and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

Su Ci widened her eyes, the glimmering tears swirling within them. She looked at Lu Zhe, feeling as though his eyes were filled with depths she couldn’t quite understand. Still, she answered honestly, "I like it."

Having her bunny ears gently held by Lu Zhe felt incredibly soothing.

The long wedding dress slipped to the floor, and after a while, a black suit jacket fell atop the white gown. The lights in the room dimmed.

The weather was lovely that day, with occasional cool breezes at night. The moon shyly hid behind the clouds, only revealing half its face.

Inside, the warm, soft yellow light cast the man’s shadow onto the wall. His tall, strong frame bent down again and again, moving rhythmically. The girl, delicate and sensitive, began to cry, her bunny ears drooping weakly.

Late at night.

Lu Zhe wasn’t asleep. After tucking the girl in, he got up, picked up the wedding dress from the floor, and walked to the bathroom.

When he had been feeding her wine earlier, some of the red wine had dripped onto her dress before she could swallow.

Su Ci had said that she would only wear a wedding dress once in her life, and this one had to be carefully preserved.

Remembering her words, Lu Zhe brought the dress to the sink and began meticulously cleaning the wine-stained area.

He had lost control today—whether in the dressing room or the bedroom, Su Ci had been thoroughly overwhelmed.

He had imagined countless times what she would look like in a wedding dress. Even in his dreams, he had seen her wearing a veil, but he was still utterly captivated.

Just seeing her in the wedding dress, smiling at him, was enough to make him lose all restraint.

This was the dream he had longed for.

Once the wine stain was gone, Lu Zhe hung the dress up to dry.

Watching the pure white gown sway gently in the air, his eyes filled with warmth and joy.

As he walked back into the room, he heard the girl mumble his name in her sleep.

Lu Zhe strode over and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Tuantuan, I'm here."

He would always be there for her.

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