“Que… Guanghuai… Guang…”
Mu Liuguang's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, and her delicate body trembled. In that instant, the pain in her body seemed to vanish completely.
Que Guanghuai supported her slender shoulders and lowered his head to kiss her.
"I will help you."
Whether it's for Que Linhuai in his past life, or... himself.
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The next day.
Wu Yue rarely got up early, so she went to Yan Chiyu's room to ask about Long Jingyuan's eyes.
She took out the room card that Yan Chiyu had given her, swiped it, and stood there slightly stunned.
The curtains were half-open, and the light of dawn pierced through the glass window, falling on the barefoot boy on the soft carpet.
He stood in front of the table, wearing an oversized starry blue hoodie, looking dazed, but joy gradually welled up in his eyes.
Wu Yue followed his gaze and saw the blood bottle soaking her eyes emitting a faint golden light. The blood had become murky, like paint mixed with other colors, like an abstract painting by a new school of painters.
And those eyes, surrounded by a layer of transparent white barrier, were floating in mid-air.
"I think you need to put your eyes in a special jade box, then go downstairs for breakfast, and finally head back to the capital without stopping."
Hearing the voice, the boy snapped back to reality, a smile spreading across his face: "Wu Songsong, thank you."
“This is Bai Tang’s fault. I hope it can make amends to Mr. Long. Hurry up, pack your things, have breakfast, and head back to the capital. Remember to let me know if you need anything later.” Wu Yue stepped forward, staring intently at his eyes, and sighed deeply. “I’ve always thought that a gentle man like Mr. Long must have beautiful eyes, and I’m right. These golden eyes are so beautiful… They have a different feel compared to clear black and white eyes.”
Yan Chiyu paused slightly.
He suddenly turned around and approached the girl, lowered his head, and his dark eyes instantly turned dark blue, deep and bright.
Whose do you prefer?
The boy licked his slightly dry lips and stared at the somewhat unsuspecting Wu Yue. "Between my eyes and Longlong's, whose eyes do you prefer?"
Wu Yue exclaimed, "The colors are different, so it's hard to compare them."
Yan Chiyu suddenly remembered the word "hopeless" from a certain book, pursed his lips slightly, and changed the way he asked the question.
What do you see in my eyes?
“Okay, your eyes are beautiful too, deep and bright—” Wu Yue cleverly used the comments from the viewers in the comment section, “like the stars and the sea!”
The boy was clearly dissatisfied with her answer and remained motionless in that position. He slowly placed his hands on Wu Yue's shoulders, deliberately lowering his voice, and persistently asked, "What else did you see?"
Wu Yuemo pondered for a few seconds, then frowned in distress.
Yan Chiyu blinked slowly, and just as he was about to sit up, Wu Yue suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar. It was... the same pose she never used before.
I saw it in your eyes—
I'm really looking forward to it.
You may not know this, but this is the first time I've ever longed for someone to get closer.
Staring at her lips as they opened and closed, he couldn't help but swallow hard.
In the quiet room, a girl's smiling voice slowly drifted out, "I like Yan Chiyu's Wuyue."
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl gently tiptoed and placed a light kiss on his eyes. "I saw myself."
"reluctantly."
This answer barely passes.
The boy smiled slightly.
What he actually wanted to say was—
My heart and eyes are filled with you, only you.
at last.
After having breakfast with Wu Yue, Yan Chiyu returned to the capital, taking two bean buns with him, one a beast and the other a demon.
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