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

Chapter 250 Family and Country in Dire Straits (20)

This birthday celebration was quite grand.

The guests did not leave until the sun had set.

Yan Yu personally escorted Gu Yao to the door, somewhat reluctant to part with him.

Looking at the well-behaved young man in front of him, Gu Yao chuckled softly, "Why is Young Master still so clingy?"

Yan Yu turned her head away, "I only treat you like this, sir."

The young man didn't reply, instead focusing his gaze on the gift box that the boy had carried throughout the entire meal. "Why are you still carrying it? Why didn't you ask someone to put it away?"

Yan Yu was taken aback, then picked up the carefully wrapped gift and shook it. "A gift from you, sir, is naturally not something I would entrust to others."

"Moreover, it must be visible to everyone."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yao lowered his eyes and said, "There's no need to be so careful. It's just a congratulatory gift."

What if, what if this gift doesn't suit your taste?

Yan Yu shook her head stubbornly and said earnestly, "No, I will like any gift you give me, sir."

The boy's gaze fell on the top of his head, burning and intense.

Gu Yao dared not look directly at him.

He lowered his head slightly, "I'm glad you like it."

Yan Yu was a little reluctant to part. "Is Mr. going home?"

Gu Yao squeezed the sharp blade hidden in his sleeve and nodded.

"Then you should go back quickly, sir. It's getting late and it's not safe."

Hearing the boy's gentle words of advice, Gu Yao felt a lump in his throat and managed to squeeze out a "okay" before hurriedly turning to leave.

Yan Yu stood in front of the door, looking at the slightly sunken back, his eyes filled with an unfathomable black mist.

The boy lowered his head as his pale fingertips gently caressed the rough knot.

***

0529 waited anxiously in the courtyard for Gu Yao, but he didn't come.

As darkness approached, Xiao Jiu felt she could no longer sit idly by and wait for her fate.

In case something happens to the host...

Thinking of this, the blond boy suddenly stood up, strode to the door, and was about to open it when he bumped into Gu Yao, who had just returned.

Upon seeing the person, Xiao Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and took two steps forward. "Host, why are you so late?"

Gu Yao subtly avoided the system's approach, concealing his slightly aching fingertips, and forced a smile, "It's nothing, the banquet ended a little late today."

0529 keenly sensed that Gu Yao was somewhat absent-minded, looked him up and down, and finally his gaze fell on the young man's right wrist.

There, a string of seven-jeweled Buddhist prayer beads is missing.

The fingers on that hand were also curled up.

Xiao Jiu's expression darkened. She grabbed Gu Yao's hand and saw a fresh scratch on the pad of his index finger, the skin was cut open and blood was oozing out, already seeping into his sleeve.

Gu Yao curled his fingertips uncomfortably, but the system pulled him away and drew out the thin blade hidden in his sleeve.

Seeing the system's somber expression, Gu Yao felt inexplicably guilty and couldn't help but shrink back.

Xiao Jiu seemed somewhat helpless, "Host, when will you be able to feel pain more?"

So far, in every world, Gu Yao has been consciously or unconsciously choosing a path full of blades.

I don't know why, but lately, 0529 feels that his previously muddled mind has become much clearer.

No longer as muddled and confused as before.

Many things that I couldn't understand before, I can now see the general outline of.

The host himself is absolutely insane.

He pulled the person to apply medicine, and the system's somewhat rough bandaging technique made Gu Yao frown slightly.

It's not that it hurts, it's that it's... ugly.

It's just a small wound, why are you bandaging your finger like it's swollen?

Gu Yao didn't understand.

Seeing that Xiao Jiu was about to wrap another layer of gauze around his hand, he quickly stopped the boy.

He reached out and removed the layers of gauze from his hand, then gently shook his fingers. "Xiao Jiu, it's really nothing. You'll be fine in a couple of days."

The bleeding had stopped, and the system didn't push it any further.

Looking at the frowning boy, Gu Yao sighed, "Xiao Jiu looks better when she smiles, so she should smile more. Besides, I know what I'm doing."

0529, who had witnessed Gu Yao's schemes leading to his own demise several times: ...

Yes, they certainly know their limits.

After all, I always include myself in the calculation.

That's exactly what it means to have a sense of proportion.

After saying this, Gu Yao clearly realized something was wrong, raised his hand to touch his nose, and looked slightly embarrassed.

He coughed lightly, picked up the butterfly knife from the table, and the light and beautiful blade flew between his fingers.

0529 looked at the young man who was playing with a knife and seemed lost in thought, and said cautiously, "Host, tonight..."

Gu Yao paused in his finger movements.

"Make your move after midnight."

At least don't let blood stain his birthday.

The system nodded.

**

Nighttime, on the wall of the Yan family's house.

Gu Yao looked at the few scattered lights, trying to discern the direction of Yan Xi's courtyard. He changed out of his usual long robe and into a dark-colored, narrow-sleeved garment.

On Yan Yu's birthday, the Yan family home was bustling with activity as many outsiders came.

The defenses have become much lax.

A figure quietly climbed over the courtyard wall.

Under the cool moonlight, a flash of cold light appeared, carrying a hint of chill.

It was as if the light revealed ghosts in the darkness.

And then it was gone in an instant.

The setting moonlight draped over the young man standing on the courtyard wall, gilding his dark attire with a layer of silver light.

The object beside him had just taken a life.

His fingers twitched in pain, and he closed his eyes as he recalled the moment he had pressed them against Yan Xi's neck.

Sitting on the courtyard wall, looking towards the direction of the boy's room, it was all dark and gloomy.

The August night was chilly, but Gu Yao was reluctant to leave.

As the sun rises, the first rays of dawn shine overhead.

Gu Yao moved his somewhat stiff body.

They left quietly.