Chapter 9 A secret?
As a ghost king who has lived for thousands of years, Ji Yunzhou has witnessed countless life and death separations, but he has never been annoyed by anyone's tears until he met Gu Yuan.
"Tsk, why are you still crying?"
Ji Yunzhou muttered to himself. In all his life, this was the first time he felt like a bit of a bastard?
The quilt on the bed shrank into the corner again, as if wanting to get further away from him.
Gu Yuan's sobbing sounded muffled from under the quilt.
"Stop crying."
Ji Yunzhou sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to lift the quilt, but was held tightly by the person inside: "If you keep crying, your eyes will be swollen and even uglier, and no one will want to date you."
The sobbing under the quilt stopped abruptly, followed by even louder sobbing.
Ji Yunzhou realized that he had said the wrong thing again.
He stood up irritably and paced around the room.
This was the first time in Gu Yuan's life that someone called him ugly.
He knew from a young age that he was good-looking, with bright almond-shaped eyes, a straight nose and fair skin.
If it weren't for those damn yin-yang eyes, he would have been the most popular boy in school.
But as soon as those girls handed over their love letters, they would be scared away by the way he suddenly spoke to the air.
Freak, psycho, what a waste of that face...
These comments accompanied him throughout his youth.
But he is ugly?
Gu Yuan poked his head out from under the quilt, his eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and the tip of his nose was pink.
"You're ugly!"
He retorted in a hoarse voice: "You are an old ghost who has lived for thousands of years. What qualifications do you have to say that I am ugly?"
Ji Yunzhou stopped and turned to look at him.
Gu Yuan's eyes were moist and red at the corners, his cheeks were flushed with anger, and his lips were slightly pouty.
Ji Yunzhou's Adam's apple rolled and he suddenly felt dry in the mouth.
Although he didn't cry because Ji Yunzhou said he was ugly.
He was just too tired.
From the day he could see ghosts, he lived in fear and loneliness.
His classmates ostracized him and his teacher thought he was delusional.
When he was five years old, he saw his grandmother's soul leaving her body. He pointed at the soul and called her "Grandma", but no efforts to save her were possible.
His parents treated him as a psychopath and took him to see a psychiatrist several times.
When he was six years old, he played with his grandfather's ghost in the garden.
I went back to the room and told my parents that grandpa was outside. My parents looked at each other and went upstairs. Grandpa on the bed had already died.
Everyone in the Gu family said that it was his nonsense that killed his grandparents.
From that day on, he was thrown into Heli Village...
Seeing Gu Yuan about to bury his face in the quilt again, Ji Yunzhou stepped forward quickly and picked him up with the quilt.
"What are you doing! Let me go!"
Gu Yuan struggled, but Ji Yunzhou held him firmly, and the quilt slipped off.
Revealing Gu Yuan's slender body, she was only wearing a loose sweatshirt, with a crooked neckline, revealing a section of her snow-white shoulders.
Ji Yunzhou's gaze lingered on that piece of skin for a second, then moved away.
"Don't move."
His voice was low: "If you move again, I'll throw you to the ground."
Gu Yuan immediately calmed down, but tears began to well up in his eyes again.
Ji Yunzhou sighed, hugged him and sat back on the bed, letting Gu Yuan sit across his legs, but keeping a certain distance.
"Tell me, why are you crying?"
Ji Yunzhou tried hard to make his voice less harsh: "Just because I said you were ugly?"
Gu Yuan lowered his head and said nothing, his fingers twisting the quilt unconsciously.
Ji Yunzhou noticed that his nails were neatly trimmed, and his fingertips were round, plump and light pink.
"Because of going to school?" Ji Yunzhou asked tentatively.
Gu Yuan looked in a bad mood when he was talking to the village chief today.
Gu Yuan's shoulders trembled slightly.
Ji Yunzhou knew that he guessed right.
"What are you afraid of?"
Ji Yunzhou said disdainfully, "Are you afraid that I'll hurt your classmates? They don't even have the qualifications to see me."
"No, I..."
Gu Yuan suddenly looked up, tears welling up in his eyes again: "I'm just afraid of being treated as a monster again!"
Ji Yunzhou was stunned.
As the King of Ghosts, he has always only made others fear him.
“…”
Ji Yunzhou was rarely speechless.
He took out his cell phone from somewhere and typed awkwardly: How do I comfort a crying child?
The search results made him frown.
Buying candy? Telling jokes? These are all too childish.
He then typed: How to comfort an 18-year-old child who is crying?
The answer is still unsatisfactory.
Ji Yunzhou locked the screen in annoyance and decided to solve the problem in his own way.
He reached out and clasped the back of Gu Yuan's head, then kissed him in the other's surprised gaze.
Gu Yuan's lips were really soft, with the salty taste of tears and a hint of sweetness.
Ji Yunzhou originally just wanted to taste it briefly, but the moment they made contact he became addicted and couldn't help but deepen the kiss.
Gu Yuan was completely frozen.
He could feel Ji Yunzhou's cold lips gradually becoming warm, and his breath brushing his cheek.
Ji Yunzhou's kiss was as domineering as he was.
When Ji Yunzhou let him go, Gu Yuan had forgotten to cry. She just looked at him with wide eyes, her lips slightly red.
"You...what are you doing..."
Gu Yuan's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
"Shut up."
Ji Yunzhou's voice was hoarse, his eyes fell on Gu Yuan's wet lips, and his Adam's apple rolled: "It seems to be working well."
Gu Yuan's face flushed instantly, and he struggled to get off Ji Yunzhou's legs, but he held him tighter.
"Let me go! You rascal! You old pervert!"
Gu Yuan pushed him, but he didn't move at all.
Ji Yunzhou chuckled softly, then suddenly turned over and pressed Gu Yuan down on the bed.
Gu Yuan's sweatshirt rolled up due to the movement, revealing a slender waist.
Ji Yunzhou's eyes darkened.
"I'm old?"
He leaned over and whispered in Gu Yuan's ear. The warm breath made Gu Yuan tremble all over: "Then let you experience whether I am old or not."
Before Gu Yuan could react, Ji Yunzhou's lips were already covering hers again.
This kiss was more passionate than before. Ji Yunzhou's hand reached into his clothes, and his cold fingers touched his warm skin, causing a shudder.
“Ugh…don’t…”
Gu Yuan's protest was swallowed up in the kiss.
His body betrayed his words and gradually softened in Ji Yunzhou's arms.
Ji Yunzhou found himself addicted to this feeling.
Gu Yuan's body was warm and soft, with the youthful aura that was unique to a teenager.
Every touch felt like an electric current running through him, making him want more.
The clothes were scattered on the ground at some point.
Gu Yuan's fair skin was exposed in front of him. Ji Yunzhou's kisses fell on his neck and collarbone, leaving faint red marks.
"Ji Yunzhou..."
Gu Yuan's voice was filled with tears, but it was no longer out of sadness: "We can't..."
"Why not?"
Ji Yunzhou looked up at him, the flame of desire dancing in his eyes: "You should have belonged to me."
Gu Yuan wanted to refute, but was interrupted by Ji Yunzhou's next action.
The surrounding area was filled with the yin energy emitted by Ji Yunzhou, which covered up the panting and groaning in the room.
Ji Yunzhou found that this was the first time he enjoyed close contact with another person so much, no, it was desire.
He longed for every reaction, every breath, and every tear of Gu Yuan.
"Baby, can you call me husband?"
When Ji Yunzhou said this, he was stunned for a moment, but was soon overwhelmed by desire.
Warm...
Tight...
At the end, Gu Yuan was exhausted and curled up in Ji Yunzhou's arms, with tears in the corners of his eyes.
Ji Yunzhou gently wiped away the tear, and a sense of satisfaction he had never felt before surged in his heart.
"Are you still crying?" he asked with a low laugh.
Gu Yuan shook his head, buried his face in Ji Yunzhou's chest, and said in a muffled voice: "Don't you dare say I'm ugly again."
Ji Yunzhou chuckled and tightened his arms: "Okay, I won't tell you."
This was the first time Gu Yuan was awake with Ji Yunzhou...
He seemed to have discovered some secret.
Ji Yunzhou is a ghost with a violent temper, like a volcano that may erupt at any time.
The more you resist and the more angry you get, the more domineering and arrogant he becomes.
He uses absolute power to suffocate you, as if only in this way can he demonstrate his majesty as the Ghost King.
but..
What if you show weakness?
Just like just now, revealing true vulnerability and fear, even...breaking down and crying in front of him?
Gu Yuan thought hazily, feeling the embrace that was now surrounding him, and the gentleness that was completely different from his previous violent temper.
The grumpy old ghost now retracted all his spikes.
Revealing a hint of awkward and clumsy tenderness that even he himself might not have noticed?
Or is it a more intense, possessive protective gesture?
Is this a secret?
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