Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 279 Family and Country in Dire Straits (49)

The weather was perfect today. Gu Yao rocked gently in his rocking chair, feeling the breeze on his face—a long-lost sense of peace.

The rocking chair swayed gently, making Gu Yao feel sleepy, and he couldn't help but yawn.

I didn't go to bed that late yesterday, so why am I so sleepy?

Putting down the book in his hand, Gu Yao leaned back in the rocking chair and fell into a deep sleep.

A passing maid came to call Gu Yao to eat. Just as she was about to step forward, Yan Yu stopped her, saying, "Go down, sir, I'll take care of this."

The maid nodded and withdrew.

Under the shade of a tree, the young man was fast asleep, his hands resting on his stomach, looking rather... peaceful?

Yan Yu approached gently, squatted down in front of Gu Yao, and looked at the person in front of him. It was probably because he hadn't cut it in a long time that it was a bit long, and the black hair hanging down covered his beautiful eyebrows.

Yan Yu couldn't help but gently brush away the stray hairs on her forehead, and smiled slightly, tracing her features from her eyebrows to her lips even from a distance.

Staring at those thin, pink lips for a long time, Yan Yu's eyes grew darker. He sighed softly and leaned down...

When he pulled the person into his arms and picked them up, he looked at their slightly swollen lips, smiled gently, and bounced them up a little.

The somewhat unrestrained movements made Gu Yao, who was already half asleep from the previous commotion, slightly open her eyes. She reached out, hooked her arm, and pulled Yan Yu closer to her. "A-Luan, stop fooling around. Sleep a little longer, just... a little... a little while."

The pressure on his neck eased, and Yan Yu smiled as his shallow, hot breath fell on his neck. He hugged the person tighter and said in a cheerful voice, "Okay, sleep a little longer."

Gu Yao did not respond further.

The tall young man held the person in his arms steadily and walked step by step into the house.

The moment Gu Yao touched the bed and left its familiar warmth, she woke up. She reached out and grabbed Yan Yu, who was trying to get up. When she opened her eyes, she met his sorrowful gaze, which was filled with surprise, but even more so with sadness.

Yan Yu couldn't help but gently stroke Gu Yao's curled eyelashes, making them tremble. Unsure of Gu Yao's thoughts, Yan Yu could only reach out to stop him, grabbing Gu Yao's mischievous hand, lowering his eyelashes, and suppressing the sadness in his eyes when he looked up again.

"Sir, stop fooling around. You're awake, so get up and have lunch." Yan Yu's voice was gentle yet helpless.

Gu Yao didn't move. He stared at the person in front of him for a while, then pressed the person's head down again. Yan Yu suddenly let go, propped his elbows on either side of the young man's head, and widened his eyes slightly, as if he didn't understand what Gu Yao wanted to do.

The two were so close that their breaths mingled, the scent of sandalwood mingling with the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms, creating an intoxicating aroma.

Gu Yao gazed at the stunningly beautiful face before him, while Yan Yu lowered her eyes slightly, turned her head away, and remained silent for a moment, feeling somewhat guilty.

He was certain he hadn't misread it; Yan Yu had indeed been very sad, her beautiful eyes filled with sorrow.

Did you guess something?

Gu Yao pursed his lips, raised his hand, and their noses met, their breathing becoming completely disordered.

Yan Yu's eyes widened slightly, a spark igniting in them, and his hands, which were supporting him on the bed, clenched into fists.

“Sir…” Yan Yu’s voice trembled slightly, and he seemed somewhat at a loss.

Gu Yao looked at the person, smiled gently, reached out and brushed away the stray hairs on the person's forehead, his eyes sparkling.

"Ayu, let's get married."

Yan Yu stared in astonishment, then turned to meet Gu Yao's serious gaze.

The young man's clear, cold eyes held a faint glimmer, and his thin, pink lips parted slightly as he uttered the extravagant wish that Yan Yu had never dared to have.

"Ah Yu, let's get married, okay?"

Yan Yu's throat tightened. "Sir, do you know what you're saying?"

Gu Yao tilted his head, pondered for a moment, and looked puzzled, as if he didn't know why Yan Yu would ask such a question.

"I know, we're getting married today."

Yan Yu gave Gu Yao a deep look, then suddenly stood up.

Gu Yao sat up in confusion and looked at the person in front of him, but Yan Yu did not dare to look up at him again. His fists were clenched tightly, his head was turned away, and his whole body was trembling, as if he was enduring something. His voice also had a hint of crying.

"Sir, you can punish me, hit me, scold me, anything, please don't, please don't... please do it this way, okay? Please, please."

I really can't stand it.

Do not punish him for his greatest desires.

Please...

He didn't know how much Gu Yao remembered, or whether he remembered everything like he did.

Is it because he was still angry in his past life and wants to continue his revenge in this life?

He knew nothing about any of this.

He both hoped that Gu Yao would remember him and wished that he would never remember him again.

Those memories weren't exactly pleasant.

The death of the gentleman in his previous life was all caused by him.

He tried his best to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart, but he was still worried that he might reveal his dark side and anger his master.

He fears.

I fear that the gentleman will never return.

I fear the loneliness of those days and nights.

In the dead of night, the vast palace was empty, and the place beside me was so cold that my heart trembled.

Anxious.

He really didn't want to live like that anymore.

He didn't know if fate would be kind enough to let him meet his teacher again in his next life; he could only cherish this life.

So, sir, please don't punish me in this way, okay?

Instead of the expected happiness, Gu Yao was puzzled, but then he saw Yan Yu trembling all over, as if he had thought of something terrible.

The situation is not right.

Yan Yu's condition is very strange.

Gu Yao quickly got out of bed and reached out to grab Yan Yu's hand, but the young man turned his body slightly to refuse.

The outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

This was the first time he had been rejected by Yan Yu.

Gu Yao lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and was also a little unhappy. This was clearly a gift that he had carefully prepared, so why was he throwing a tantrum?

Do you take what he said as a joke?

But he was very serious.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She stood up and grabbed the collar of the person in front of her, wanting to say something harsh like, "You have no choice," but she met his eyes, which were filled with tears.

Yan Yu...cried?

The fox-like eyes, which should have been alluring and captivating, were slightly lowered, with a few water droplets clinging to the trembling eyelashes. The eye sockets were red, and the tip of the nose was also red, making him look extremely pitiful.

Her eyes, which usually held a coldness, had melted away a thousand years of ice, turning into a pool of sorrowful water.

The anger in my heart suddenly dissipated.

Gu Yao felt like a bully who was trying to take advantage of a commoner.

He sighed softly, released his grip, and said dejectedly, "If you don't want to, just pretend I never mentioned it."

He scratched his head in frustration, his tone somewhat harsh, "You, don't cry, I won't force you."

He took it for granted.

How could he be so confident that Yan Yu would agree?

Yan Yu is also an independent person with the right to make his own choices.

Just because "he" never rejected her in previous lives doesn't mean he won't in this one.

He shouldn't impose his own ideas on him.

This is his debt, and also his obsession, but who knows if "he" in this life would be willing to accept it?

Although he understood the situation clearly, Gu Yao still felt inevitably disappointed after being rejected by Yan Yu.

Gu Yao thought to himself with a self-deprecating smile, "I'm really spoiled."

After waiting for a long time without receiving a response from Yan Yu, Gu Yao's heart sank, and the last bit of hope in his heart was gradually shattering, making him feel that his emotions were not very stable.

He knew perfectly well that it was no longer appropriate for him to be alone with Yan Yu in the same space.

Let's separate for a while.

Gu Yao dejectedly lowered his hand and was about to walk out.

"You, I'll go eat first."

What a lame excuse.

Gu Yao couldn't help but criticize himself in his heart.

The person in front of him still had his head down, and Gu Yao didn't dare to look at him anymore, afraid that he would lose control and start arguing with Yan Yu.

He didn't want his final memories to be so unpleasant.

In the instant they passed each other, Gu Yao was pulled back by a strong force. Before he could react, a fierce kiss landed on him.

In a daze, Gu Yao felt that Yan Yu was like a ravenous ghoul, just short of tearing him apart and gnawing him down to the bone.

The waves crashed against the shore, and the travelers swept along by them nearly suffocated.