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

Chapter 269 Family and Country in Dire Straits (39)

On the day Gu Yao left Shanghai, He Yanshen and Xu Qing came to see him off. Yan Yu stood beside Gu Yao, looking at the two people in front of him with a solemn expression, his face not looking too good.

Xu Qing had gotten used to the sharp glares of the Jinbei commander, and could even grab Gu Yao's hand with a provocative expression and start chatting with him about random things.

It was like a casual chat.

Even though he knew it was intentional, Yan Yu couldn't say anything and could only stare at Xu Qing with his gloomy eyes.

Just before getting into the car, Gu Yao turned his head to look at Du Heyanshen, who hadn't spoken a word, cupped his hands in a bow, and silently thanked him.

He Yanshen kept expressing his gratitude for his help, but compared to what He Yanshen had done, he was actually quite safe.

Hidden within Shanghai, nameless and faceless within its walls.

To die a glorious death and still earn the title of martyr, He Yanshen...

While some seek justice in the sunlight, others will inevitably walk in the darkness.

They're all just working towards the same goal.

A goal that seems far-fetched now.

But we must always have dreams, right?

Thinking of this, Gu Yao smiled and looked calmly at He Yanshen.

He Yanshen was taken aback, naturally knowing what Gu Yaoxie was referring to. He waved to him as a farewell.

Don't let down what they brought out at the cost of five lives.

This parting may be the last time we meet.

The core of the information department, so young, if dawn truly breaks in the future, he will surely be one of those destined to stand at the top of the pyramid.

Thinking of this, He Yanshen felt a little envious.

But since we've chosen this path, we can't blame anyone else.

He was an orphan with no parents and no ties; he was just a worthless person.

Yan Yu looked at the two of them, their expressions suggesting they were hiding a secret, and knew each other's thoughts at a glance, and felt secretly angry.

Xu Qing is one thing, but why did He Yanshen have to interfere?

He pursed his lips and pulled the beaming Gu Yao away. "Sir, you should hurry up, or you'll miss the train."

Gu Yao stumbled and was pulled into someone's arms. He glanced at Yan Yu, whose face was filled with displeasure and he looked very unhappy.

He smiled, pursed his lips, and poked the slightly puffed-up cheek. "Why are you so stingy? Can't you even let someone say a few words to me?"

Yan Yu tilted his head. "No, if they want to take up even more time, how much time do I have left, sir?"

Gu Yao was taken aback and didn't say anything more, but just followed Yan Yu's steps forward.

It's okay to indulge your lover a little... right?

Yan Yu smiled happily and reached out to take Gu Yao's hand. "Since you've given your consent, then the rest of your time is mine."

Gu Yao sighed helplessly, "Fine."

Xu Qing sighed softly, feeling a pang of envy, as she watched the young man whispering tenderly to Gu Yao.

The wound on her back was still throbbing, making Xu Qing's face turn pale.

He Yanshen grabbed Xu Qing's shoulder, his face full of concern, "Qing, are you alright? You look a little pale."

Xu Qing lowered her eyes and shook her head. "It's nothing, I just haven't rested well these past few days."

An obvious lie.

He Yan frowned, looking at Xu Qing who was so guilty that he didn't dare to look him in the eye. He pursed his lips, but in the end, he couldn't bear to press Xu Qing for answers.

Xu Qing didn't say what happened a few days ago, Xu Wan also kept quiet, and Gu Yao was even more reluctant to talk about it; he was lucky he didn't get tricked into revealing anything by that pervert.

Who knows when we'll meet again after this parting?

I hope that in this chaotic world, we can all live to see the dawn break.

He Yanshen lowered his eyes and grabbed Xu Qing's hand.

Xu Qing was taken aback. She looked up and met He Yanshen's gentle gaze. "Qing, let's go back."

"it is good."

***

Yan Yu booked an entire first-class carriage by himself, with his personal guards keeping a close watch on him. He didn't care at all about other people's gazes and took Gu Yao's hand as they walked into the carriage.

Gu Yao looked at the carriages with guards every three steps and sentries every five steps, and sighed softly.

Although they all politely kept their eyes straight ahead, you could still see the two of them eventually.

Is this really okay?

Gu Yao was somewhat worried.

Yan Yu led the people to sit on the edge of the bed, frowned as he looked at the slightly narrow bed.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, sir."

Gu Yao was taken aback, somewhat puzzled, not understanding what Yan Yu was talking about.

"The facilities are a bit basic, but they are the best on this bus. It's just a bit unfair to you, sir."

Gu Yao looked around. This was rudimentary?!

There was a bed, a table, and even a bathroom; even the curtains were in a luxurious European style.

If he came by hard seat, wouldn't it be like he rolled around in hell before coming back?

And the place he's lived in for the past two years is barely enough to shelter him from the wind and rain.

I dare not ask for anything.

Nowadays, for countless people, even having enough to eat and wear is a luxury.

But Yan Yu, despite seeing what were supposed to be excellent conditions, genuinely looked quite dissatisfied.

He himself didn't mind the roughness; the gentleman deserved something better.

Seeing Yan Yu's conflicted expression, Gu Yao reached out and smoothed his furrowed brows.

"This is already very good, please don't complain, Young Master Yan."

The tone was like coaxing a child.

Yan Yu grabbed the slender wrist and looked directly at the person in front of her. "I'm just afraid of wronging you, sir."

This place is indeed somewhat simple compared to the residence he built in northern Shanxi.

Unfortunately, the gentleman did not go back with him.

Thinking of this, Yan Yu tightened his grip on his wrist.

"Ouch." Gu Yao winced in pain.

Yan Yu quickly let go, then examined the hand he had grabbed repeatedly.

A red ring had already formed around her fair wrist.

Yan Yu felt a pang of self-reproach, her fingertips gently tracing the red mark.

Those delicate and gentle movements always made people feel that something was... not quite right.

Gu Yao tried to pull his hand back.

It didn't hurt much actually.

Now, Yan Yu's rubbing is making me a little itchy.

???

Can't pull it back?

Gu Yao turned her head to look, and saw Yan Yu's dark eyes and the way he was twisting that wrist joint. No matter how you looked at it, it was erotic.

Yan Yu seemed oblivious, looking completely innocent. He pulled his wrist back a little, pressing his fingertips harder on the red mark on his wrist. "Is the master upset that I pressed too hard on his hand just now? Is that why he doesn't want me to rub away this red mark?"

What kind of fallacy is this, a fallacy of equivocation?

The red mark on Yan Yu's wrist will disappear on its own in a while if Yan Yu doesn't touch it. It's not swollen, so there's no need to rub it like that.

"Rubbing it like this will make it get redder and redder, right?" But seeing Yan Yu's stubborn expression, Gu Yao loosened his grip, letting him hold that section of his wrist in his palm.

Seeing that Gu Yao had tacitly approved of his actions, Yan Yu gave a genuine smile.

Sir, why are you still so soft-hearted?

It will give rise to many delusions in him.

We should be stern with him so that he will remember his lesson.