After the two of them finished packing, Yun Wei was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by Isaac.
The tall knight stood upright, staring at him with a serious expression.
"What's wrong, Isaac?" The other person's gaze was too intense, and Yun Wei felt inexplicably guilty.
The knight was silent for a moment, then slowly reminded him, "Yun, have you forgotten what you promised me before you fell asleep?"
At this point, Isaac slowly shifted his gaze. His deep-set eyes remained as resolute as ever, but the furrowed brow and lowered eyes seemed to silently convey the melancholy and despondency that Yun Wei feared most.
Yun Wei fears Isaacs like this the most; he will always be unconditionally soft-hearted towards Isaacs like this.
He quickly began to recall what he had said before falling into a deep sleep—
"Haha, that's all it is, how can that be considered a confession..."
The instant he remembered, thunder roared and lightning flashed, as if struck by lightning, as if all the blood in his body rushed to his head, and his earlobes instantly turned blood red.
The arrogant, relentless "haha" in my mind grew louder and louder, as if it were mocking me at this very moment.
He suddenly remembered that he was exhausted at that time, but he was stubborn and insisted that those cheesy love words could not be considered a confession. It was as if he was drunk and dug a big hole for himself...
He seemed to have actually promised to give Isaac a "romantic" confession.
But Isaac was clearly unwilling to wait any longer and began repeating, "'Wait until I get up and show you what true romance is.' Cloud, you're already up, you can't go back on your word."
Isaac patiently lowered his head, gazing expectantly at Yun Wei. His gentle tone seemed to tickle Yun Wei's heart.
Yun Wei: "..."
What to do? It seems Isaac has already mastered the art of acting cute without any instruction.
And he seemed to have absolutely no resistance to it.
It's just a confession! His feelings for Isaac are real, why should he be guilty?
Yun Wei steeled his heart and took a deep breath.
He looked steadily at Isaac, straightened up, and slowly announced, "A gentleman's word is his bond, and I naturally keep my word. Are you ready? I'm about to begin."
"I'm all ears." Isaac gave him a deep look, then bowed gracefully in a knightly salute.
Yun Wei looked up, carefully examining the follower before him. The afternoon sun was shining brightly, casting dappled shadows through the cloud-like canopy of the oak trees beside them, illuminating the other's tall and imposing figure.
Scenes from when we first met flashed through my mind, and as they faded, they all overlapped with Isaac's resolute eyes and brows.
The autumn clouds are bright and clear, a thousand years seem to pass in a glance.
Let us tread upon the sea of stars and hold hands.
His encounter with Isaac was a miracle in itself.
Thinking of this, Yun Wei suppressed his frivolous smile.
He looked deeply into Isaac's eyes and said, word by word:
“Isaac, I remember you once told me that a name is the shortest form of magic.”
"And for me, magic is the most romantic word on the continent of Zhuyuan."
At this point, Yun Wei solemnly called out, "Isaac."
Three simple syllables, yet they seemed to contain a thousand words. These were the words he had spoken most often since arriving on the Continent of Zhuyuan.
At this moment, for Yun Wei, the most romantic thing in the world is to wholeheartedly care about the other person and earnestly call out their name.
After all, if a name is the shortest form of magic, then the act of calling out someone's name is itself the most romantic confession.
Unbeknownst to him, he had already confessed so much of his feelings for her...
Despite thinking this way, when he mustered up the courage to say it, a sense of unease arose in his heart.
Under Isaac's unwavering gaze, he hurriedly looked away. After all, for someone as utterly unromantic as him, confessing his feelings was simply too embarrassing.
As the initial passion subsided and reason returned, Yun Wei felt dejected in the unbearable silence.
Good heavens, what on earth was he spouting nonsense just now?!
How could he confess to his sweetheart so carelessly without any preparation? Ultimately, he was the one who was in the wrong; he hadn't taken the matter to heart at all.
Now they're trying to fool Isaac.
Yunwei, you really are still too incompetent.
In his habitual self-criticism, he suddenly heard the servant in front of him laugh out loud: "Ah, hahaha..."
Yun Wei was certain that the laughter was completely out of character for Isaac's knightly status; it sounded more like the laughter of a boy next door experiencing his first crush.
He looked up in surprise, only to see a rather strange shyness on Isaac's face.
The other person's face remained cold and resolute, and even when he smiled, he still looked cool, but a faint blush appeared on his pale complexion.
The biggest change came from the other person's calm eyes. Their usually clear gaze was now shimmering, looking around in a flustered manner, yet seemingly drawn by an invisible force, always returning to his direction.
The moment their shy gaze met his, Isaac was the first to look away.
Stunned by those doe-like eyes, Yun Wei's heart, which had just calmed down, leaped with excitement once more.
perhaps……
The confession wasn't as bad as he thought.
"Isaac," Yun Wei began habitually, but then suddenly realized he had called the other person's name again and immediately shut his mouth. Perhaps influenced by the other person's emotions, he too became embarrassed.
Some people were at a loss.
So he threw himself into Isaac's arms and hugged the knight's narrow waist.
"Don't laugh at me, Isaac," Yun Wei said sullenly.
At that moment, his cheeks were burning hot, while the coolness of the other person's body was just enough to save him from the burning sensation.
He buried his head recklessly in the servant's broad chest, greedily inhaling the other's scent. The tranquil woody fragrance seemed to be just like Isaac himself—passionate and cheerful, reminding him of sunshine, mountains, and nature, continuously infusing him with vibrant energy.
"No, I... I just... Oh, Yun, you really..." Isaac stammered, unusually shy, his words incoherent. He had finally witnessed the subtlety of Easterners, but those roundabout words of love were truly...
It shocked him greatly.
He couldn't describe in words the sudden enlightenment he felt when he understood what the other person meant, and the overwhelming sense of awe that accompanied that enlightenment.
He had assumed that Yun Wei already liked him very much.
He had thought that if Yun Wei could simply tell him that he liked her, he would be content.
But only now does he realize how much he craved the other person's love and warmth.
It was at this moment that he realized that deep down, his greed for the other person seemed to be insatiable.
Isaac hesitated, then gently stroked Yun Wei's soft hair, again and again. He blinked hard, barely managing to control the urge to cry.
He gently placed his chin on Yun Wei's head, then, as if noticing something, he suddenly buried his head in the other's ear and playfully kissed Yun Wei's adorably red ear.
Autumn clouds lazily drift across the sky, waves of ripe wheat ripple freely in the fields, and even birds in the oak trees sing joyful hymns in the embrace of their mates.
Under the shade of the tree, even the cool and handsome knight seemed to have lost his voice, whispering, "Cloud..."
His voice was deep and tender, like the strings of a harp that had been asleep for centuries, and the body of the master in his arms trembled slightly as he had hoped.
But that alone doesn't seem to be enough.
Isaac thought for a moment, then leaned down and added earnestly, "Yun, call me Isaac."
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