Chapter 46 Shock!

At night, Xiaoliang's fever finally subsided. Although he was still weak, he regained consciousness. He saw Wei Yijue sitting on the sofa in the distance, flipping through a magazine in an elegant manner.

Xiaoliang couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart. Does this mean that the master has a place for me in his heart?

"Master...Master." Xiaoliang called weakly to Wei Yijue who was reading a magazine.

Upon hearing this, Wei Yijue raised his head and looked at Xiaoliang with an inquiring look.

"You... stayed."

"Well, don't have any other ideas." Wei Yijue looked at Liang Pin and said calmly, "I'll leave at dawn."

Xiaoliang's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he suppressed his bitterness and said, "Thank you, Master, for staying here for me for one night."

Having said that, Liang Pin slowly sat up from the sofa, his eyes full of nostalgia, with a bit of confusion, and slowly approached Wei Yijue little by little, with some sickly paleness. He gently stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched Wei Yijue's sleeve. His pleading voice was trembling, "Master, give me one more time, okay? I know that after you go back, you won't need me anymore..."

Wei Yijue looked at Liang Pin who was gradually approaching, and a complex emotion flashed in his gentle eyes, "Xiaoliang, don't be like this." Wei Yijue's gentle voice was slightly tense, with a hint of strangeness.

"Master, I know what you are going to say, I know everything. Please, just one last time, okay? I didn't dare get close to you during the month that Liang Pin was here... I know I will never have another chance once you leave." Xiaoliang's eyes turned slightly red, and tears began to flow out like beads with a broken string.

Looking at the face that looked like Liang Pin, the man felt the familiar body and the breath of the person in front of him, which was gentle and warm. Looking at the mist in his eyes, the face that looked like Liang Pin seemed to have some kind of bewitching magic, which made Wei Yijue's heart more and more difficult to control...

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early morning.

Wei Yijue stood up and glanced at Xiaoliang who was still sleeping, picked up his coat beside the sofa, dressed neatly, and walked towards Liang Pin's room.

Liang Pin is still in a state of being dazed by Wei Yijue's love incense. As long as Liang Pin is not allowed to smell the specially made jasmine incense, he can lie there for another day and night.

Looking at Liang Pin who was in a coma, Wei Yijue gently stroked Liang Pin's cheek, his eyes full of tenderness. When he thought about the upcoming marriage, his heart couldn't help but throb. Even though he knew that Liang Liang would hate him, he couldn't just watch Liang Pin walk towards someone else. What's more, as long as he stayed with Liang Liang for a long time, he had confidence that he would always forgive him at some point in the future.

Wei Yijue just leaned over and made a gesture to pick up Liang Pin, when Wei Qing hurried in, looking respectful yet a little anxious. He knelt on one knee and reported, "Master, the family has sent a message that the helicopter has been arranged for other purposes today and cannot be deployed."

Wei Yijue paused when he heard this and frowned. In order to maintain the balance of destiny on the island for thousands of years, there was only one helicopter used to travel to and from the outside world. Now, it was arranged for other uses. Either someone wanted to return to the island, or someone wanted to leave the island.

Wei Yijue's heart suddenly tightened, and the gentleness on his face was instantly replaced by frost. When he spoke again, his voice was already a little cold, and he ordered without question: "Go and check everything that happened on the island today, no matter how big or small, and find out everything for me."

"Yes!" Wei Qing took the order, turned around quickly, and hurriedly went to carry out the task.

The news brought by Zhao's spies was flawless and everything seemed calm and normal, so why did the helicopter get requisitioned?

The pattern reflected by the strange bird's feathers appeared in his mind, "Alan Song will leave the island safely." Thinking of this, Wei Yijue showed a rare panic in his usual elegance.

It's impossible. Nothing is unusual. I must be overthinking it. It must be like this.