klisemfg Chapter 118 The Scorching Sun (17 pages)
Chapter 118 The Scorching Sun (17 pages)
Gu Yao didn't want to watch Gu Xi's figure disappear with his own eyes; it would make his heart ache.
So he chose to bow his head.
If you don't look at it, you can pretend it never went away.
Even knowing it was just self-deception, he still chose to run away.
He couldn't bear Gu Xi's gentle yet persistent gaze.
Every time he saw her, he wanted to keep Gu Xi with him.
But he knew the outcome wouldn't change.
Even if he has confirmed Gu Xi's identity, he still cannot interfere with the operation of the world.
That person, he's been with him through two different worlds.
Still so naive.
As the chosen one of this world, Gu Xi cannot be prevented from experiencing the important plot points that happen to him.
In the previous world, he was able to stand up to the Heavenly Dao because the world was already in a state of collapse and was an incomplete world, so the Heavenly Dao was relatively weak.
On the other hand, in the previous world, everyone who cultivated immortality had survived the tribulation of lightning, so their resilience was on a completely different level.
Moreover, the world of eunuchs is about the characters writing the ending, which gives him a lot of room to maneuver.
The world is complete.
Gu Xi leaving the Gu family was one of the most important turning points in his life.
It is unchangeable.
Even if he forcibly changes it, the world's trajectory will correct itself.
He sensed it from the moment he came into this world.
The world somewhat rejects him.
why?
Was it because he persecuted that idiot Heavenly Dao in the last world?
There are chat groups among the Heavenly Dao?
0529 looked at Gu Yao, who was bowing his head and remaining silent, and felt somewhat worried.
"Host, are you alright?"
Gu Yao's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were somewhat lonely. He put his hands in his pockets, but then touched that square corner and pulled his hands out again.
He composed himself and calmly prepared to accept the impending separation.
Now the mission is more important.
Seeing this, 0529 remained silent.
It landed on Gu Yao's shoulder, silently keeping him company.
He felt that the host's figure looked too lonely.
Gu Yao saw Gu Xi again in the evening.
After only half a day apart, Gu Xi felt as if all her energy had been drained, and she looked rather dejected.
Gu Xi stood in the entrance hall, facing Gu Yao who was sitting on the sofa.
They looked at each other speechlessly.
The atmosphere became somewhat tense and awkward, but Gu Xi kept her eyes fixed on Gu Yao, unwilling to look away.
His gaze lingered on Gu Yao.
In the end, Gu Yao spoke first, his voice hoarse and choked with emotion, "Are you... leaving?"
Gu Xi rubbed his fingers together, feeling a little nervous. A lump in his throat prevented him from making a sound.
He could only nod.
He lowered his head and dared not look up again.
The boy's misty eyes burned within him, making him feel flustered.
Having received Gu Xi's affirmation, Gu Yao lowered his head, tears silently falling onto the sofa.
Gu Xi glanced at Gu Yao, whose thin body was huddled in the corner of the sofa, trembling slightly.
They're rather pitiful.
He wanted to comfort Gu Yao, but he didn't know what to say.
After all, he is now the source of the boy's sadness.
I just wanted to say goodbye properly.
Why did it become like this?
One dared not step forward, and the other did not look up.
Gu Xi's steps, which were meant to approach the boy, froze in place.
It couldn't be moved even an inch.
He has always been somewhat weak.
He never did anything for him.
He felt he should do something.
Gu Xi mentally prepared herself and lifted her leg to approach the boy.
The person on the sofa acted first, running towards him barefoot.
The boy ran fast, and Gu Xi took two steps forward and caught Gu Yao who was rushing towards him.
Gu Yao buried his head in the crook of his neck, his slightly rapid breathing mixed with the boy's choked sobs, all reaching Gu Xi's ears.
Are you really going to leave?
Gu Xi also held the boy, feeling his slight trembling with sadness, but she couldn't answer his question.
He couldn't lie to him, so he couldn't answer "no".
The answer to this question was clear to both of them.
Gu Yao did not insist on an answer.
She simply clung to Gu Xi, burying her head in the side of Gu Xi's neck.
Tears fell silently.
But the occasional slight trembling betrayed the fact that he was crying.
Gu Xi held Gu Yao like that, just like when she used to lull Gu Yao to sleep when he was a child.
He gently patted Gu Yao's back.
Gu Xi's clothes were crumpled into a ball in Gu Yao's hands, full of wrinkles.
There were only the two of them in the large living room; one cried silently, and the other tried to comfort her silently.
After crying enough, Gu Yao knew that this was something that couldn't be changed.
He jumped off Gu Xi to give her a dignified farewell.
The small, square box fell out of the pocket.
It landed on the tiles in the quiet, empty living room, making a loud thud.
It even bounced twice on the ground.
Gu Xi looked at the small box on the ground; the logo on it seemed vaguely familiar to him.
Moreover, the packaging made him feel like it was a ring.
He wanted to help Gu Yao pick it up, but Gu Yao was quick and picked up the box before him.
He stuffed it into his pocket.
Gu Xi's outstretched hand froze in place.
Gu Yao looked at Gu Xi nervously, feeling somewhat at a loss.
My fingers traced the edges of the box.
Gu Yao pursed his lips.
I recall the confession that ended without a trace amidst the grand and dazzling fireworks.
He mustered his courage and took out the small, square box, handing it to Gu Xi.
"Gu Xi, this is the nineteenth birthday gift I most want to give you."
It's getting late.
A failed confession under the New Year's Eve fireworks buried a boy's first confession.
He mustered his courage once more and decided to use the ring, a promise of a lifetime, to pledge his commitment to Gu Xi for the rest of his life.
Gu Xi watched as the boy handed her the unremarkable little box. The boy's eyes were still red, and his deep brown eyes were still misty, making him look somewhat pitiful.
But his eyes were more sincere and ardent than ever before, and the way he held the box was filled with unspeakable piety, as if he were offering his whole heart to himself.
There was a hint of unease in those clear, penetrating eyes.
Gu Xi looked at the small box in front of her, vaguely guessing what was going on, but still not quite daring to believe it.
His brain was telling him to calm down, but his heart was already pounding because of the person in front of him.
Seeing Gu Xi's dazed expression, Gu Yao assumed that he didn't want to accept it.
His eyes couldn't help but look down.
He wanted to pull his hand back.
It's so painful to offer your heart and let it cool in the wind.
The moment he moved his hand, Gu Xi suddenly grabbed his wrist and took the box from him.
Gu Yao looked up and saw Gu Xi shaking the box with a clear smile on her face.
"A-Yao, how can you take back a gift that has already been given?"