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

Chapter 163 The Scorching Sun (Qi Xuan's Side Story Part 1)

Qi Xuan didn't know how she handed over the boy's body.

All I knew was that as I followed the person in white down the cold, silent corridor, cold sweat was pouring out of every pore on my body.

Seeing the person lying silently in the ice coffin, Qi Xuan was completely bewildered.

The noisy, important thoughts that had been crammed into his mind—revenge and breaking free from Qi Jin's control—seemed to have become unimportant.

Qi Xuan turned his head and saw that his A Yao was lying there quietly with her eyes closed and her lips pursed.

The blood on his chest had frozen, and the boy had changed into clean clothes.

If you ignore that overly pale complexion.

It seemed like she really was just asleep.

Qi Xuan reached out and brushed the stray hairs from the boy's forehead, his voice somewhat rambling.

"Ah Yao, your hair has gotten a bit long again. It needs a trim. Shall I cut it for you?"

The boy did not respond.

Qi Xuan didn't pay any attention, but simply picked up the scissors next to him and trimmed the stray hairs on the boy's forehead.

"Please don't complain about my haircut, it's just that bad. That's all I can do."

Although he said that, Qi Xuan's actions were meticulous and gentle.

It was as if they were facing some rare treasure.

The staff standing nearby tried to persuade Qi Xuan not to get so close, as the ice coffin was too cold.

It's still so cold outside.

But the young man simply shook his head, then carefully took the ring out of his pocket.

Then he knelt down in front of the ice coffin, his eyes tender and affectionate, "A-Yao, will you marry me? If not, I'll marry you. Anyway, you proposed to me a long time ago, and I said yes."

Another silence fell.

Qi Xuan's expression showed some disappointment, but then softened. "If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes."

The young man slowly stood up, bent down, and placed the thorn-entwined ring on the boy's already stiff ring finger.

When Qi Xuan saw the ring gleaming on the boy's finger, a genuine smile appeared on his face.

“You’ve accepted my ring, so you’re mine now. I’ll be with you for life. I can’t repay you in this life, and I’ll be with you in the next.”

During the days that followed, Qi Xuan kept vigil for the boy, and he behaved perfectly normally.

Qi Jin, who had always been at odds with Qi Xuan, did not provoke him at this time.

Nobody knows what Qi Xuan will do now.

**

When Qi Xuan held the box containing the boy's ashes in his arms, his soul, which had been wandering outside his body, returned slightly.

Looking at the small box in front of him, a feeling of bitterness filled Qi Xuan's heart.

Looking at this small box, he belatedly felt the excruciating pain.

When keeping vigil for Gu Yao, there was always a layer of transparent glass between them; they could see him, but they couldn't touch him.

Separated by life and death, we can only gaze longingly from afar.

And now he embraces his lover again, but still through a square box.

The day of the funeral was a clear, cloudless day.

Qi Xuan was still somewhat dazed when the bluestone slab closed.

It turns out that people are really fragile.

He watched as the boy, nearly 1.8 meters tall, was pushed in, and when he came out, he couldn't even fill the square box.

Few people attended the boy's funeral.

Gu Yao's four roommates, the senior student in the club, and... Yu Boning.

As Qi Xuan watched his friends, who were close to him, wipe away their tears and come forward to offer flowers and say goodbye, he truly felt no pain anymore.

He gazed at the boy's tombstone, his eyes meeting those of the smiling boy in the distance.

He stepped forward, brushed aside a fallen leaf from the boy's grave, and sat down in front of it.

He gently rested his head against the tombstone. On one side of the boy were his parents, and on the other side should have been him.

Call him selfish or arbitrary.

The names Gu Yao and Qi Xuan are destined to be intertwined with the chanting of scriptures and the ashes of paper money a hundred years from now.

And right now, I'm sorry I can't be with him, Ah Yao.

Hopefully, his friend Ayao won't blame him.

**

Lin Xi was sent to the hospital by Qi Xuan three days after the boy's funeral.

When the silver bracelet was placed on Lin Xi's wrist, he looked at Qi Xuan, who was smiling broadly, with a resentful expression, and asked the most foolish question of his life.

"why?"

Qi Xuan's smile remained unchanged, but a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"Why? I want to know why too! Why did you betray me? Why did you take A-Yao away from me?"

A fierce light flashed in the young man's eyes as he looked at the person in front of him, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

Lin Xi remained silent upon hearing this, allowing the police officers to take him away.

In the following month, Qi Xuan went on a rampage, suppressing Qi Jin's forces.

Three months after the boy's funeral, Qi Jin was ousted from the stage and sent to a sanatorium.

Before leaving, Qi Jin looked at Qi Xuan, whose face was neither solemn nor showing any trace of sorrow or joy, and nodded in satisfaction.

"You have finally become a qualified heir to the Qi family."

It has no weaknesses, and no emotions.

In the future, when choosing a marriage partner, I will only consider the optimal solution.

Upon hearing this, Qi Xuan's eyes flickered. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who had a look of satisfaction on his face, and sneered.

"Then I'm sorry to disappoint you, I am not a qualified heir. I will never get married in my life. After I die, this so-called Qi family will become part of the national welfare cause."

Upon hearing this, Qi Jin seemed to suddenly go mad, trying to pounce on Qi Xuan, "How could you ruin my hard work like this? Besides, there's a part of your mother in it."

Looking at the deranged person in front of him, Qi Xuan felt a deep sadness from the bottom of his heart.

Perhaps his biological mother was the most special person to Qi Jin, and Qi Jin might have liked her.

But this affection is mixed with too many disgusting things.

He looked at Qi Jin and said earnestly, word by word, "Donating these things is much better than harming another girl like you did and leaving behind an unwanted child."

If my mother knew that just to leave an heir for these things, she was sending a girl down the same path as her, do you think she would feel disgusted?

Upon hearing this, Qi Jin's expression quickly faded, and even his eyes went blank.

Qi Xuan really didn't want to see that disgusting face again, so he waved his hand, and the sanatorium staff tactfully took him away.

Looking at the empty manor in front of him, Qi Xuan felt a sense of powerlessness rising from the bottom of his heart.

Looking up, you see a tall loquat tree with lush branches and leaves.