Chapter 100: Just Because of You (4)
"If you ask me to kill you, I will do it without hesitation."
In response, Guisha answered without hesitation, without even a moment's hesitation.
“How cruel.”
"Isn't this what you wanted?"
Feng Qinghan did not answer immediately, but just sighed, then turned to the side, turned his back to Guisha and said a few words: "I think so."
Looking at Feng Qinghan's back, Guisha also had his own thoughts. He knew very well that there was no one in the world who could kill the person in front of him, so when that day really came , if he hesitated, he would probably regret it. He didn't know what Feng Qinghan was worried about; putting everything aside, Feng Qinghan's hesitation about the current matter really made him extremely puzzled, but he was not a nosy person. Even though he had a special relationship with Feng Qinghan, he didn't want to ask about it. Simply put, he never felt that he was Feng Qinghan's confidant, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was an enemy. But he just listened to his words. Of course, if he was asked to kill him, he would do it without hesitation.
"That's not like you."
"You should have known this a long time ago, right?"
I wanted to go deeper, but I didn't expect to be speechless after the first question by Feng Qinghan, and I had nothing to say.
“…Why not own it?”
"If you think I can get in."
The second question again left Feng Qinghan speechless.
"Well, at least I don't think you fought for it, so that's not like you."
After two questions, Guisha blurted out a compromise, and frankly speaking, his tone didn't sound very friendly.
"Do you think I need to do this?"
That's right, Feng Qinghan never fights for anything. No matter how perfect something is, he has never pursued it. No matter whether it is status, fame, power or the world, he never wavers or fights for anything. Although he has known it for a long time, when he said it so clearly, Guisha still couldn't help but tremble.
"Then I take back what I said before."
"Eh? Which ones?"
Guisha felt that Feng Qinghan's answer, tone and attitude completely exceeded his bottom line. So, he felt that he didn't seem to understand Feng Qinghan at all, or had he really never understood him?
"You don't deserve her."
Suppressing his inner anger, Guisha spoke word by word, speaking from the bottom of his heart. He had never used such a tone before, especially to Feng Qinghan. Even he himself had never thought that he would lose his composure like this.
"It doesn't matter. Didn't I tell you that I don't mind having one more love rival?"
As soon as Feng Qinghan finished speaking, he heard the sound of a cup breaking. The cup in Guisha's hand had turned into pieces. Tea flowed out from his fingertips, including a dark red liquid that was faintly seeping in the moonlight. The next moment, Guisha let go of the crushed teacup and turned around to walk away.
As he watched the ghost's figure melt into the darkness until it disappeared, Feng Qinghan's lips curled up into an arc that was deeper than usual. He then filled his teacup with tea and drank it all in one gulp. After finishing the tea, he turned his gaze to the direction of the inn where Yin Yin was staying in the distance. The arc of his lips became deeper, making it hard to understand...
The next morning, after Yinyin had finished her breakfast, the carriage was already waiting in front of the inn. Although Yinyin rarely showed up while living here, she had already become a prominent figure . Fortunately, there were not many people in the morning, but Feng Qinghan's appearance still caused a small commotion...
"The carriage is too small. You should take mine."
Feng Qinghan's gentle voice revealed a strength that was hard to resist. Yinyin, who had originally been riding alone in a carriage, was faced with a problem because Feng Qinghan was not fit to ride a horse and two carriages were quite eye-catching. Therefore, Feng Qinghan invited Yinyin to ride in his own carriage. Of course, compared to Yinyin's carriage, Feng Qinghan's was obviously bigger. Not only that, it looked simple yet exquisite and gorgeous.
"this--"
It’s not like Yin Yin has never ridden in a carriage with someone before, but for some reason she was a little hesitant at this moment.
"What? Could it be that Yin Yin dislikes my carriage?"
"No, that's not what I meant, it's just—"
Yin Yin was not used to riding in a carriage. After finally getting used to one, she had to change again, fearing that her body could not bear it. But Yin Yin really couldn't say it. The two of them stayed at the door of the inn for a long time because of this. The people accompanying them didn't say anything, but others were already whispering to each other.
"I think you'll like it."
While hesitating, Feng Qinghan suddenly leaned close to Yin Yin's ear and whispered something. Yin Yin was stunned and felt her face burning.
"Okay, that's it."
Before Yin Yin could react, Feng Qinghan had already distanced himself from her and was helping her walk towards his carriage. Feng Qinghan's followers bowed respectfully and waited. When Yin Yin came to her senses, she had already arrived next to Feng Qinghan's carriage. She wanted to refuse, but knew it was impossible. Looking at the eyes of others, Yin Yin finally stepped onto the wooden stool and got into the carriage. When Yin Yin entered the carriage, Feng Qinghan followed closely without lagging behind.
After this little trouble, the group, or two groups, started to move forward. Except for being watched at the inn, there was nothing else. After all, the group behaved very low-key, so of course, don't pay special attention to the faces or facial features of the people accompanying you...
"How about it?"
Inside the carriage, Feng Qinghan began to ask Yin Yin for her opinion, specifically regarding the carriage.
