"Asheng, big brother really isn’t cowardly, it’s just..."
Gu Li didn’t continue, because after that "just," there were too many of his helpless feelings hidden.
"If I were with him, it would be harming him."
Gu Sheng stared at Gu Li for a long time, and for the first time, felt he didn’t know him at all. At this moment, he suddenly seemed to understand Gu Li’s plight, yet still couldn’t quite grasp why he treated his feelings this way.
So, he didn’t say anything encouraging Gu Li to fight for his love.
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Gu Li smiled and then shook his head.
"Maybe when you give up on Yaoyao one day, you’ll understand me."
"Then I guess I’ll never understand."
Gu Yao was the one he would never abandon, even in death.
"One is sillier than the next," Gu Li said with a self-mocking smile, not sure who he was talking to.
Perhaps all of them, Gu Yao, Gu Sheng, Shangguan Yu, and even himself.
They were all people arranged by fate, yet also toyed with by it.
That night, too many people were sleepless.
Gu Yao, Gu Sheng, Gu Li from the Gu Family, and even the jubilant Gu family elders who were too happy to sleep.
And at the hospital, Shangguan Yu...
In her sleep, Wen Xiao’ai’s small brows knitted and relaxed occasionally, her facial expressions shifting between joy and sadness.
Jun Moyan watched Wen Xiao’ai sleeping restlessly in his arms and was about to wake her, but then he saw Wen Xiao’ai, previously frowning, suddenly break into a happy smile.
"Dreaming again, huh." Jun Moyan muttered to himself, kissed Wen Xiao’ai’s forehead, and pulled her closer in his embrace...
——"It’s all your fault. This Immortal was harmed by you and your bunch of stinking birds, do you know that? My father even hit my palms with the punitive ruler." Once she landed, she angrily pushed away the man who had brought her here.
"Your father hit you?" Nie Jiuque, dressed in black, frowned upon hearing these words. The smile under his mask vanished instantly, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"Yes, he hit both my hands. It hurt so much they’re swollen," she complained with a pitiful look, lowering her head to look at her swollen little hands.
"Let me see." Nie Jiuque stepped forward, taking her hands to inspect them.
Seeing her red and swollen palms made the murderous intent in his eyes grow stronger.
"I’ll go hit him back for you." Nie Jiuque wanted to avenge her, but she was frightened and quickly hugged him.
"If you dare hit my father, I’ll hit you."
"I’m going to avenge you. Why would you hit me?"
"..." Nie Jiuque was at a loss for words, realizing she might have a point.
He hadn’t seen his own parents in thousands of years and had almost forgotten what a father was like.
"I won’t go. Let go of me, and I’ll get you some medicine."
Only then did she realize she had hugged him impulsively.
She quickly let go, retracting her hands, her face flushing red.
Nie Jiuque looked at her blushing face, finding it amusing.
He took out a small white jade bottle from his robe.
"I’ve already applied medicine," she said softly.
"Then apply it again. Use mine." He insisted, opening the small bottle.
"I don’t want yours. You’re the reason I got beaten and brought here. If my father or others in the Immortal Realm find out, I’ll definitely get beaten again."
"Let’s see who dares to hit you."
"Hmph, who do you think you are? If my father wants to hit me, if the Immortal Lord wants to hit me, no one can stop them."