Chapter 8 I don't allow you to leave without my permission 3
The next day's wishing ceremony was held at the Angel Altar, which was built based on the legend of Yadunis Island that I read on the forum.
The blue sky was as clear and transparent as if it had just been washed. White clouds drifted slowly in the breeze. The Pacific Ocean was endless, and the blue sea was calm and waveless. It was like a smooth mirror, reflecting the floating clouds in the sky. A few seagulls drew beautiful arcs at the junction of the sky and the sea.
The stairs leading to the altar were very long, and each layer was made of white marble. The sunlight was so bright that it was a bit dazzling. The end of the stairs disappeared in the bright sunlight, making people mistakenly think it was a stairway to heaven.
The open-air altar is sacred and solemn. The pillars carved with mysterious and ancient reliefs stand tall. When the sunlight changes its angle, the reliefs on the pillars seem to come alive. The translucent gauze hanging on the pillars rolls silently in the breeze.
At this time, the altar was full of people. Almost all the people on Yadunisi Island put down their work and studies and ran over. The beach was crowded with people.
In this impetuous and noisy atmosphere, there is a person standing quietly in the distance, leaning against a reef, looking at everything in front of him with aloofness. The white figure is like a white cloud in the sky, calm and indifferent.
There were things I needed to say to him before leaving Yadonis Island, so I walked over.
"Thank you, Yi Youxi." I stood in front of him and looked up at him.
He stood in front of me with his back to the light, and the scattered sunlight fell from his head and shoulders. He seemed to be shrouded in a hazy white light . In a trance, I mistakenly thought that he would disappear in the white light like an angel.
"You don't have to thank me, this is just a deal." His tone was indifferent, but for some reason, those blue-purple eyes were no longer so cold and ruthless. The depths of his pupils were no longer dead, but countless starlight gradually shone through, as vibrant as the sun.
I know that he is not as cold as he appears to be. Otherwise, he would not have helped me so much at the talent show. The longer I spend with him, the more I can see the real him. Unfortunately... I will never have the chance to get to know him better. "I'm sorry... I may not be able to fulfill my promise." I bit my lower lip, feeling too guilty to look at Yi Youxi's face.
Yi Youxi didn't say anything, but just looked at me calmly with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
"I may have to leave Yadonis Island today, so... I can't pretend to be your girlfriend anymore." I don't know why, but when the moment of leaving Yadonis Island finally came, I felt reluctant to leave. What was I reluctant to leave? Was it because I was reluctant to be separated from my grandma? Or was it because I was reluctant to leave this island... or... something else?
Yi Youxi raised his head and looked up at the clear sky. His eyes, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, seemed to be able to see everything. He looked up at the sky for a long time and said quietly, "It's not certain yet."
Not sure yet? I chewed on his words for a long time, but I still didn't understand. But he still looked up at the sky and didn't intend to answer my question.
At this time, the ceremony began, so I had to put this question aside and ran back to the altar.
"Qin Xiaoya, can you tell us now what wish you will make to the king?"
Those reporters who were unwilling to give up all surrounded me when they saw me.
"I will only tell the king about this wish!" I smiled mysteriously. If they knew that my wish was just to leave Yadonis Island, they would be so surprised that their jaws would drop to the ground! Hahaha——
"The wish-making ceremony has officially begun! All irrelevant people please move aside!" The ceremony staff began to drive the reporters and spectators to the periphery.
Then an old man wearing a black robe and a cross on his chest, who looked like a priest, came forward. He held a basin of water in his hand. "Please wash your hands first!" He put the basin on the table in front of me.
Humph! It's like it's real, but it's just a wish, and I have to wash my hands. Although I have a lot of dissatisfaction, I still walked over, dipped my hands in the water, washed them, and took them out. The priest handed me a clean towel, I took the towel from him and wiped the water off my hands.
A woman came over with a white veil in her hand. The priest took the veil from her hand and put it on my head. The soft veil hung down on both sides of my cheeks like two clean feathers.
Uh... this is too much! I actually have to put this thing on my head! I glanced at the veil on my head, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Okay, everything is ready. The king is up there, go up and make a wish to the king!" After the priest said this, he lowered his head and stepped aside respectfully.
I stood in front of the stairs, looking at the altar at the end of the stairs, my heart pounding. People around me opened their eyes wide and looked at me with great interest. I don't know why, but I was very excited.
OK! Qin Xiaoya, you are about to meet the king.
The stairs were covered with red carpet. I mustered my courage and stepped onto the carpet. Step by step, I walked towards the altar. Everyone craned their necks to look at me, more nervous than I was.
The red carpet was like a red ribbon pulling me, stretching out and disappearing in the memorial service shrouded in infinite light.
What does Wang look like? Is he a young man or an old man? Is he handsome?
A lot of questions popped into my mind.
By the way, I have been on the island for so long, but I have never seen the king. I wonder if he is kind and friendly?
A gust of wind blew by, and the tulle hanging on the pillar gently rolled up. Through the translucent tulle, I saw a man in black sitting in the altar. He had a tall and straight body and broad shoulders. He exuded an indomitable aura. He was like an eagle soaring in the sky, overlooking the world. I wondered what the face hidden under the tulle looked like.
Is this the king?
I looked at the figure under the veil, and was unconsciously attracted by the dangerous and mysterious aura.
One step... two steps... three steps...
I climbed the last step and walked onto the altar. The white gauze fluttered and rolled before my eyes, just like white lotus flowers blooming silently, so clean and mysterious.
The one sitting in the back is... the king!
I took a deep breath and brushed aside the veil in front of me. One layer... two layers... three layers...
When I brushed away the third layer of veil, I finally saw the true face of the person hidden under the veil—I saw Hang Weicheng sitting on the altar with his legs crossed!
Huh? I looked at him and my jaw almost dropped to the ground.
