However, Yun Wei at the time did not understand why magicians should always remain silent except when chanting spells—
This is also a forgotten aspect of the magician's professional ethics.
Until he personally experienced what it meant for a "prophecy to come true".
That day began quite ordinary.
He sat listlessly on the bed, only to be surprised to see the early-rising knight return.
Yun Wei frantically grabbed some clothes from the low stool and haphazardly pulled them over her head. "You, why are you back?"
He doesn't usually stay in bed this long; he was just lost in thought for a while when Isaac suddenly came back.
That would make him seem lazy.
In his haste, he forgot that it was a tight-fitting black robe (supposedly designed to allow for the layering of other warm clothing over it), so much so that his head ended up being completely covered by the robe, making him look like a flamboyant cat.
Isaac's merciless laughter immediately rang out, and Yun Wei gave up struggling, preparing to take off his clothes and start over.
Unexpectedly, he could feel the force of the other person's fingers even through the fabric.
"Don't worry, I'll help you," Isaac said.
It turned out that the other person had quietly approached and helped him tidy up.
When Yun Wei finally poked his head out of his hood, still feeling embarrassed, the knight who had been waiting for him captured his lips with his.
To be honest, Yun Wei was pleasantly surprised.
They hadn't kissed in a while, so their physical memory was incredibly honest, responding even faster than their thoughts.
So Yunwei only symbolically declined for a moment before eagerly joining in.
The king, who had only intended to take it lightly, was taken aback by the passionate and straightforward response from the person in his arms.
He looked closely and saw that Yun Wei's eyelids were slightly closed, and even the corners of her eyes were flushed with shyness.
The other person had an extremely cold and indifferent face, yet they were incredibly enthusiastic towards him in this regard, often giving him the illusion that he was the one in control.
Thinking of this, Isaac's eyes darkened even more.
He stopped thinking about it and focused all his attention on getting entangled with Yun Wei.
...
The summer sun is at its most vibrant; even when reflected off the tiled floor and onto the dome, it shimmers like flowing water.
Only when all the air in his lungs was gone, and when physiological tears wet his cheeks, did Yun Wei release his grip on Isaac's collar.
Both of them were clearly breathing heavily.
Yun Wei stared wide-eyed at the victorious king, unwilling to be outdone.
Isaac's gaze was fixed on his lips with ill intent, sending a tingling, itchy sensation through him.
If I'm not mistaken, that area should be terribly swollen, yet the culprit is putting on a serious face that makes you grit your teeth.
The opponent's intensely focused gaze seemed to carry a scorching heatwave, forcing him to leave the city and surrender.
Yun Wei had no choice but to admit defeat, saying, "Alright, Issa, that's enough."
Anyway, you won't end up with me, and I'll always be the one suffering. With that thought, his emotions receded like a receding tide.
He knew Isaac must have his reasons.
But now, this reality has only intensified his feelings of loneliness and anxiety.
Isaac didn't know what he had done wrong; all he knew was that Yun Wei had suddenly become much colder.
The other person's cheeks were still flushed with lingering unease, but their gaze was no longer infatuated, as if everything that had just happened was nothing more than a game with a time limit.
He was inevitably at a loss, panicked in his confusion, and doubtful in his panic.
"Did I just do something wrong again?" Isaac wondered.
However, he was destined to remain puzzled.
Not quite satisfied with the silence, Yun Wei continued with his previous question, "You haven't answered me yet. Why did you suddenly decide to come back? Did you leave something behind?"
As he spoke, he walked to the table by the window and gathered up all the books that had been laid out the night before.
It wasn't that he had suddenly developed a habit of studying late into the night; he was just making an excuse to wait for Isaac to finish his work and come back.
Otherwise, their lives would likely have no overlap other than sleeping in the same bed.
That was his neighbor in his previous life.
The husband leaves early and returns late every day, busy with endless work, while the wife often complains that he treats their home like a hotel.
The other person was joking and cursing, and with their naturally humorous dialect, it was impossible to tell whether they were really complaining or not.
When he was a child, he didn't understand, but he thought his neighbor aunt's words were funny.
Now that I suddenly understand, I can't bring myself to say anything to blame them.
Isaac is busy enough.
He already felt guilty enough for not being able to help at all.
The magician stood in the warm summer sun, while the knight remained kneeling on one knee by the bed.
Isaac stared blankly at Yun Wei in the backlight, wondering if it was just his imagination, but it seemed as if the other person was about to melt into the intense light in the next instant.
"Cloud!" the knight called out without hesitation.
His voice was extremely urgent, like the mournful cry of a crane in the north.
At that moment, his heart felt as if it were suddenly gripped by fear, and the sudden dull pain froze him in place.
This unbelievable, dull pain was almost insignificant compared to the boundless fear that arose in my heart.
He had to say something, Isaac thought, anything at all.
“I’m here, Issa, you’re going deaf.” The mage turned around, gave the knight a strange look, and then quickly moved closer to him. “What’s wrong? You don’t look well.”
“It’s nothing.” Isaac stood at attention and forced a smile. “Didn’t you just ask me why I came back? Today is the Red Moon Festival, and most of the courtiers are off.”
"Oh, then you can finally rest for a day." Yun Wei nodded in response, then belatedly added, "It's already the Red Moon Festival."
The strange event in Red Moon City last year happened exactly the day before the Red Moon Festival.
On the day of the Red Moon Festival, he had a dreamlike encounter with the knight before him.
However, he had no feelings to express, because Isaac's condition was really strange. He could clearly see that the other man was even sweating.
Yun Wei couldn't help but ask with concern, "Are you really alright? Although today is a very memorable day, but... no, Issa, you should rest now."
After saying that, he prepared to draw the curtain closed and persuade the other person to stay in bed and rest.
But as soon as he stretched out his arms, he was hugged tightly again.
God knows what was wrong with Isaac, he was hugging him so tightly that he could hardly breathe, and I was afraid that several of his ribs were about to break.
"I'm fine, Yun." The knight said listlessly, "I finally have some free time to spend with you, how about we go to the Tower of All Laws?"
The other person's fluffy head was buried against his neck, and their cool breath brushed against his collarbone.
Yun Wei was ticklish, and that was an especially sensitive spot for him. The subtle sensation made his legs go weak and tremble.
But he didn't want to push away the knight in front of him.
At that moment, he once again realized, beyond redemption, just how much he craved the other person's embrace.
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