Chapter 188 I’m sorry for wronging you
Chapter 188 I'm sorry for wronging you
Ye Qingyu left the palace with Qingyi, and did not let Qingfeng and Qingqing follow them.
"Xiao Ye, where are you taking me?" Qing Yi asked curiously.
"You'll know when you get there."
After walking for about half an hour, we arrived at the foot of a big mountain.
"Climbing a mountain?" Qing Yi looked at Ye Qingyu beside him.
"Let's see who reaches the top of the mountain first!" Ye Qingyu smiled at Qingyi and flew up first. Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then reacted, laughed and shouted: "Xiao Ye, I'm definitely faster than you!" After that, he also used his lightness skills and followed closely.
The two raced against each other in the mountains, chasing each other as they passed through dense forests, crossed gurgling streams, and startled birds in the forest. After an hour of climbing, Qing Yi actually surpassed Ye Qing Yu and reached the top of the mountain first.
"Xiao Ye, look, am I better than you!" Qing Yi stood on the top of the mountain, with his hands on his hips, showing off with a smug look on his face.
Ye Qingyu walked up to Qingyi and said with a smile, "Look, from here you can see the entire view of the northwest Wangcheng." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the mountain.
Qing Yi looked in the direction of Ye Qingyu's finger, but because the mountain was too high and too far away, the scenery below was very blurry. He could only vaguely see some tiny tiled houses, and as for people, they were like tiny ants, impossible to make out.
“This location is really good.”
"Yes, have you ever heard of 'Looking Northwest, Shooting the Wolf in the Sky'? Looking up, you have the lofty ambition of shooting the Wolf in the Sky. Looking down, you see the people of the city living and working in peace and contentment. This is also the origin of the name Northwest Wang City. I often came here when I was a child." Ye Qingyu stood on the top of the mountain, facing the breeze, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.
"Come climb the mountain?" Qing Yi asked. Is the little prince of the Northwest so free?
"Reading."
"What?" Qing Yi didn't react for a moment.
"My father insisted that I practice martial arts, but I had no interest in it. However, I couldn't persuade him. So, I used the excuse of climbing the mountain to exercise my endurance and secretly ran here to read." Ye Qingyu looked into the distance and recalled.
"What's so good about the book? Why are you so obsessed with it?" Qing Yi really didn't understand. If it were him, he would definitely go catch pheasants and rabbits.
"I'm sorry, Qingyi, I didn't handle it well." Ye Qingyu apologized sincerely, his voice full of self-blame.
"Hey, Xiaoye, why are you saying sorry to me again!" Qingyi got anxious when he heard it and shouted, "I've told you more than once that you are not allowed to say the word 'sorry' to me! Besides, it was clearly my fault, so why are you apologizing to me?"
"Then let me put it another way. Qingyi, I'm sorry for wronging you." Ye Qingyu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile that was warm and gentle. Although some of Qingyi's actions seemed excessive in the eyes of others, Ye Qingyu felt that Qingyi was the one who was wronged.
"Ah?" Qing Yi's nose suddenly felt sore, and he swallowed back all the words. He stood there blankly, not knowing how to respond for a moment.
Ye Qingyu stared at Qingyi, reaching out to caress the spot where Qingyi's heart was beating without a word. With her warm touch, she soothed the anxiety hidden deep within him.
The two of them remained silent for a long time. Everything around them seemed to be still, with only the breeze blowing gently. After Qingyi's emotions calmed down, he slowly let go.
In fact, Ye Qingyu thought more than Qingyi. He brought Qingyi out to this quiet place, opened his heart, and comforted Qingyi's hidden anxiety and grievances that others did not understand.
"Xiao Ye, why do they all say we are not suitable?" Qing Yi's voice was filled with resentment.
"They just don't understand us." Ye Qingyu's cold voice was tinged with warmth.
"But Qingfeng's words left me with no way to refute..." Qingyi's eyes dimmed, and his voice became low and hoarse. "Xiaoye, I really don't know what happened at that time. My heart seemed to be filled with nothing but anger and jealousy. Am I really that heartless? How could I have the heart to abandon you?"
Although the incident has passed, Qingfeng's words still linger in Qingyi's heart and cannot be shaken off.
"Qing Yi, why did you knock me out?" Ye Qingyu did not follow Qing Yi's words to persuade him, but looked at him deeply and asked meaningfully, with exploration and expectation hidden in his eyes.
"I...well, I was afraid you'd stop me and get hurt!" Qing Yi stuttered, blaming himself internally. How could he have been so ruthless towards Xiao Ye? Was Xiao Ye blaming him?
"Your anger is caused by me, and your jealousy is also caused by me. How can there be nothing? Qingyi, you are not heartless, but you love too domineeringly and too focused." Ye Qingyu sighed softly.
"Is this bad?" Qing Yi asked anxiously.
"It's not that I'm not good, I just feel that I am not worthy of your deep affection?" A hint of hesitation flashed in Ye Qingyu's eyes.
"Xiao Ye, what do you mean? Are you going to chase me away again?" Qing Yi was shocked and disbelieving when he heard this. His voice trembled slightly with excitement: "I'm telling you this, even if you point a sword at my heart, I won't leave you!"
"Oh, you don't know how much I like you!" Ye Qingyu raised his head slightly and sighed. That sigh seemed to contain thousands of words of tenderness and affection, but he didn't know where to start.
"Ah, how much do you like it? Tell me how much you like it?" Qing Yi's eyes lit up instantly when he heard it, and he kept asking.
"I can't say." Ye Qingyu shook his head slightly, but a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Tell me, Xiaoye. You read a lot, so you'll definitely be able to tell me. I beg you, just tell me how much you love me. You know I'm always afraid that one day you won't like me anymore."
"In fact, I'm more afraid that one day you will get tired of me, tired of my identity, and leave me." Ye Qingyu looked into the distance leisurely, his eyes a little blurred, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was confessing his deepest worries to the person in front of him who made him miss him so much.
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