He raised his hand and grasped the doorknob.
But he didn’t open the door right away, he just stood quietly outside the door.
The surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that he could hear his own breathing.
It seemed like he was struggling, hesitating; his fingers slowly tightened, gripping the doorknob firmly.
After a long while, he applied a little force and opened the door.
She still hadn’t gotten into the habit of locking her door before bed, even though she felt very insecure now, but she never locked it.
Gu Sheng pushed the door open and walked in with light steps.
He stopped by the bed, and with the faint moonlight shining in from the balcony, he watched Gu Yao, who was asleep on the bed.
His eyes gradually softened, filled with deep emotion, and then with sadness.
He looked at the untouched gift box on the bedside table, never even unwrapped, and his heart ached with every throb.
In the past, she loved asking him for gifts, starting to nag about them two months before her birthday.
Once she started nagging, it would go on for two months.
She always couldn’t help sneaking into his room the night before her birthday to look for her present.
And she was caught by him every single time. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel-fire.ɴet
In the past, no matter what he gave her, she was overjoyed, treasuring them so much that she wouldn’t let anyone else touch them.
She would cling to his arm and sweetly say, "Thank you, second brother."
But ever since Shangguan Yu appeared, everything changed.
She no longer needed him, didn’t care about him, didn’t rely on him anymore.
Day in and day out, it was all ’Ayu’ this, ’Ayu’ that...
She had no idea how crazy, how hateful, how jealous it made him when she talked about Shangguan Yu in his presence, her face brimming with happiness.
If I had known you would fall for someone else, I should’ve never let you call me brother from the start.
Gu Sheng sat down by the bed, silently looking at the sleeping Gu Yao with a somewhat vacant expression.
What flashed before his eyes were her past pure and cheerful smiles...
He couldn’t help but stretch out his hand towards her face.
But his hand stopped in mid-air before it could touch her.
He lowered his eyes, his hand just hovering there, slowly clenched into a fist.
And then he drew back his hand, helplessly.
He looked at Gu Yao with tears forming in his eyes.
Everyone blamed him for being cruel and for tearing apart Shangguan Yu and Gu Yao.
But to him, it was Shangguan Yu who had come between him and Gu Yao.
They all accused him, all pitied Shangguan Yu, but no one ever cared about him.
No one knew the pain, the helplessness, and the torment he hid behind his cheerful facade every day.
Nor did anyone know the great sacrifice he had made to save Gu Yao’s life.
But what did he get in return for all his sacrifices?
He got a fallen self and a Gu Yao who was now afraid of him.
They could never go back to the way they were before.
"...Yaoyao, I even braved the Underworld for you."
"I finally managed to save you; you can’t be in trouble again, I don’t have another life to exchange for yours."
His voice rose with a hint of a sob and fear.
In the end, he took one deep look at Gu Yao, got up, and quietly left...
Wen Xiao’ai, who had slept her fill, stretched lazily and then sat up.
Outside the balcony, the sun was shining brightly, and Wen Xiao’ai blinked, a bit flustered.
She had overslept again.
This was it, Jun Moyan was definitely going to make her stand in the corner again.
Wen Xiao’ai covered her eyes with her little paws and flopped back on the bed, rolling around.
Why does Princess have such a hard life that she can’t even enjoy a lazy sleep?
After complaining in bed for a while, Wen Xiao’ai jumped out of bed, left her room, and went to the study, but she didn’t find Jun Moyan there.