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

Chapter 276 Family and Country in Dire Straits (46)

On the day Gu Yao left, Xu Sang came to see him off in person.

Looking at the handsome young man in front of her, she nodded in satisfaction and joked, "Looking at Mr. Gu, I also feel that my choice should be right."

Gu Yao smiled and didn't take those words seriously.

"Hope to meet again someday."

It's just a hope.

Xu Sang's smile faded, and she sighed softly, "Does it really have to be this sad?"

Gu Yao smiled, said nothing more, and turned to walk towards the platform.

They all knew how it would end.

Once you're on this path, you never intend to get out completely.

When a building is about to collapse, there is no longer any bustling, sunny road; all that remains is a desperate struggle for that sliver of light.

Xu Sang escorted Xu Qing and Xu Wan beyond the daylight, and then she herself became the path beneath their feet.

Many more people choose to walk in the darkness, choosing a path that leads nowhere.

To forge a path, one must pave it with bones.

Below the ladder to heaven, lies a mountain of white bones.

To pierce through this darkness, someone has to sacrifice themselves; only those who can finally tear through the layers of darkness become heroes.

Gu Yao and Xu Sang both felt that neither of them had such luck.

Just as He Yanshen left with the conviction that he was destined to die, Gu Yao already knew his own fate.

No matter how many times, he still can't bear to part with it.

Gu Yao looked at the scenery rushing past the window and felt a strange sense of melancholy.

There's only one year left.

Xiao Jiu turned her head to look at Gu Yao, only seeing his profile, while the hand on his lap was stroking his pocket watch.

A pocket watch containing a photo of Yan Yu.

Whenever Gu Yao was feeling troubled, he would do this, and the surface of the pocket watch would be rubbed smooth by his fingers.

He sighed softly, knowing that Gu Yao was thinking about Yan Yu again.

Once they reached South China, they were further away from northern Shanxi, and news became even more scarce.

Things have been very chaotic lately. They've moved around many times, and even their important belongings are packed up, ready to leave at any moment.

Gu Yao had not received any news from Yan Yu for three months.

He could already foresee the little brat going mad.

I heard that things haven't been very peaceful in northern Shanxi lately, I wonder how the little one is doing.

Are there any injuries?

And then there are Uncle Chen and Brother Chen Bai, one in the open and the other in the shadows, neither of them are very safe either.

With a soft sigh, Gu Yao stared blankly at the incessant autumn rain outside the window.

The weather in the south is much more humid than in the north, so important documents are not stacked together for fear of staining each other with ink.

Even though Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, it's still so oppressive and makes me feel extremely irritable.

There was a knock on the door. "Mr. Gu, these are today's documents."

Gu Yao snapped out of his reverie and lowered his gaze. "Come in."

A soldier jogged in with some documents, placed them on Gu Yao's desk, and then turned and left.

Gu Yao looked at the documents on the table and sighed.

Today's tasks are also quite heavy.

Rubbing his temples with a headache, Gu Yao pursed his lips, cleared his mind of the uneasy and chaotic thoughts, and lowered his head to begin his work for the day.

In December, Gu Yao received a red envelope and a letter from Chen Lian.

[You're doing well lately, so don't worry too much. You and Xiao Jiu are in South China, so please take good care of yourselves.]

That short sentence gave Gu Yao a shot in the arm.

He smiled, took out two red envelopes from the inside of the envelope.

Xiao Jiu looked at Gu Yao from the side, clearly not expecting this either.

Gu Yao was quite happy and waved the red envelope in his hand at Xiao Jiu, "Xiao Jiu, I guess I'm still benefiting from your help."

0529 stared blankly at the red envelope with her name written on it that was handed to her.

Clearly, they hadn't expected to get a share.

But she didn't reject it; on the contrary, she felt a warm feeling in her heart. Faced with this unfamiliar feeling, 0529 was momentarily at a loss.

Gu Yao couldn't wait to open the red envelope. It contained a handwritten blessing and a banknote of a small denomination. He pursed his lips, as if he was a little disgusted. "Uncle Chen, you really are the same as always, no matter how many decades have passed."

Although he complained, he carefully stuffed the item back into his pocket.

Seeing the system standing there in a daze, he reached out and patted it on the shoulder. "Hurry up and open it. What are you standing there for?"

The blond boy snapped out of his daze, looking at the light red envelope in his hand, and felt an inexplicable tension. He took a deep breath and, with trembling fingertips, tore open the red envelope...

"Ugh, why is that? Your red envelope is bigger than mine. Uncle Chen is being too biased."

0529 looked at the banknotes, which were only slightly larger in denomination, and listened to Gu Yao's somewhat unreasonable and spoiled words, and was speechless for a moment.

I really don't know what to say.

And the blessings seemed to be mass-produced.

May you be safe and sound.

Peace and joy.

Gu Yao waited for 0529 to finish packing up, then hooked his arm around his shoulder. "It's almost Chinese New Year, and Director Wang said there will be extra dishes. If you go late, those little brats will have snatched them all up."

0529 stumbled from the hook, adjusted his rather large hat, and looked somewhat helpless.

Their information department always keeps their meals separate, right?

Otherwise they would all starve to death.

Seeing Gu Yao's enthusiastic expression, Xiao Jiu swallowed her words.

Even though she was genuinely touched, she insisted on putting on a disgusted expression.

"it is good."

Let him take it if he wants.

Whether we can snatch it or not is another matter; at least we won't starve.

I also have to thank Ms. Xu for her financial support.

At least now eating isn't a big problem.