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

Chapter 151 The Scorching Sun (50 pages)

Gu Yao didn't go back to his apartment immediately. Instead, he took a taxi to his previous pottery studio, where he met the teacher he had booked in advance. Under the teacher's guidance, he managed to sculpt a shape with difficulty.

The teacher looked at the boy in front of her, dissatisfied with whatever he had sculpted, and the way he frowned was actually kind of cute.

She covered her mouth and chuckled, "Hey classmate, what do you want to sculpt? I can help you adjust it."

Gu Yao looked at the sunflower potted plant on the windowsill, and thought of the calligraphy hanging in Qi Xuan's study. A gentle smile appeared on his lips. "A sunflower-shaped brush washer. My lover likes to write calligraphy."

The teacher was caught off guard and was bombarded with displays of affection.

The woman, who had only been in the studio for a few days and had never been in a relationship, fell silent as she looked at the young man in front of her, who was clearly several years younger than her.

These days, even dogs on the street get kicked.

Adhering to professional ethics, she maintained her smile and made some minor adjustments to the boy's work.

Watching something that wasn't very aesthetically pleasing take shape in someone else's hands, Gu Yao felt a mix of emotions.

Is this the difference between people?

"Do you need any further coloring?"

Gu Yao thought for a moment, "Then let's make it more realistic, vibrant and bright, preferably like the sunflower on the windowsill, growing towards the sun, which warms people's hearts at first glance."

Hearing the boy's artistic suggestion, the teacher smiled and asked, "Then do you need us to write the blessings for you?"

Gu Yao shook his head. "Can I write it now, and then have it fired and delivered to the designated location together?"

The teacher smiled and said, "Of course, it will take about half a month to make. You can leave your address and we will have someone deliver it to your door."

Gu Yao picked up the pen and shook his head. "Do you offer a storage service? I'd like to give this gift away next year."

The teacher was taken aback; it was the first time she had ever heard such a strange request.

However, they can only try their best to meet the needs of customers.

"Yes, please fill in the desired delivery time, and we can deliver to your door."

Gu Yao nodded and picked up a pen to write his blessings on the greeting card.

Watching the young man write with such gentleness, I, a person who has never been in a relationship, actually felt a little envious.

Ah, the love of youth.

Always beautiful and pure.

On my way back to the apartment, I passed a flower shop with blooming sunflowers displayed at the entrance.

Gu Yao was so captivated by the sight that he couldn't move.

I bought two large bunches of sunflowers and carried them back to my apartment.

Gu Yao didn't call Qi Xuan again today. Who knows if this is the last day? He doesn't want to hear Qi Xuan's rejection.

He heated up a glass of milk for himself, since he needed to sleep and drinking milk would help him fall asleep.

0529 watched as its host busied herself, like a fairy godmother, tidying up all her things and cleaning up all traces of herself.

It's like preparing to run away at any time.

He sighed softly as he watched Gu Yao finish his shower and change into a thin white shirt, which made him look clean and refreshed.

That heavy, gloomy atmosphere seemed to have been swept away.

He looked at the steam rising in the bathroom, a smile playing on his lips, and filled the bathtub with hot water.

0529 watched as Gu Yao disassembled the sunflowers and arranged them around the bathtub, then plucked the flowers from the matching Brilliant Rose and scattered them all into the bathtub.

The entire bathtub was covered with bright yellow roses, and warm, vibrant sunflowers were laid out around it.

The bright yellow base tone is both warm and gentle.

What Gu Yao is doing now is cold and ruthless.

Ruthless to others, even more ruthless to oneself.

Gu Yao picked up his phone and glanced at the time; it was already seven o'clock.

The boy's brown eyes held a hint of disappointment. He didn't wait any longer, but simply lay down in the bathtub, leaving only his head sticking out.

The stray hairs on her forehead partially obscured her vision, so Gu Yao reached out and brushed them aside. She then picked up the largest sunflower that was left beside her and lay down in the bathtub in a mortuary-like posture.

0529 watched Gu Yao sharpen his knife with a whetstone, the smile on his lips both eerie and chilling.

The silver-white blade gleamed coldly under the light, but the boy showed no fear whatsoever.

He looked at the system, which seemed conflicted, and flicked it.

"Xiao Jiu, activate pain shield for me later. If I lose too much blood, don't bother saving me. If the mission fails, we'll just be sent to punish the world."

0529 didn't understand, covered its head and looked at Gu Yao with its big, untainted eyes, asking its host, "Why?"

To ensure the success of the task, the system can intervene when necessary.

Gu Yao assumed a pose, a smile playing on his lips, his voice somewhat ethereal, "Because I hate people who don't keep their promises."

So if Qi Xuan breaks his promise, then it means the two of them are not meant to be.

When Gu Yao silently picked up the knife and slashed it across his wrist, 0529 was so frightened that his heart stopped, and he immediately activated his pain shield.

Gu Yao looked at his slender, fair wrist, where the blue veins had been cut open, and blood was flowing down the wound, meandering down his arm.

He felt no fear whatsoever.

He even wanted to tear the wound open further.

Let there be more of this vibrant red, and even more of it.

But based on his extensive experience, this was already the limit.

If the blood flows too quickly, you'll die very quickly.

Gu Yao raised his hand, watching the tragic and decadent blood drip down his elbow into the bathtub, a morbid excitement appearing in his eyes.

It was as if I had seen some beautiful scenery in the world.

The boy moved his wrist with some regret. The nerve pulled the muscle, causing a slight tear in the wound, but he did not feel any pain.

Gu Yao felt somewhat regretful.

Xiao Jiu was so quick; he hadn't seen so much blood flowing from a wound he had inflicted himself in a long time.

Pity.

I really miss the feeling of having my wound gently opened.

It carries a gentle yet slow cruelty.

0529 looked at the boy, who had a joyful expression that was incomprehensible to ordinary people, as he looked at his arm covered in bright red blood.

I wasn't afraid at all.

There was not a shred of reverence.

It was as if he had just cut his wrist with a sharp blade, without the slightest hesitation.

Only when you are in complete control.

It's like an action you've done countless times.

Familiarity breeds a sense of propriety.

No, perhaps it's not about knowing the limits.

I simply controlled the force.

The boy in front of me didn't care about his own life at all.

The boy, who had gained some popularity, seemed to have reverted to being a wandering ghost.

A kite that is not afraid of strong winds will only rise with the wind.

He still doesn't have that person who can hold the line.

They still couldn't find a harbor to dock in.

Gu Yao's madness didn't last long. Seeing his wound being torn open but feeling no pain, he regretfully immersed his wrist in hot water.

The poignant and decadent red color spread rapidly across the water's surface, staining the boy's pristine white shirt.

With a smile, Gu Yao held the sunflower to his chest and lay in the bathtub in a peaceful and devout posture.

Close your eyes and quietly await the outcome of this ceremony.

Will we see sunshine or darkness tomorrow?

Gu Yao didn't know.

He gave the choice to Qi Xuan.

Qi Xuan, don't disappoint me again.