Haimi briefly explained the current situation, said that he would investigate this matter in more detail, and left as if running away.
Yun quietly aged behind him. He rubbed his head and thought with annoyance how to fix this situation.
He relaxed as the warm touch touched his forehead. Nanren's massage techniques were getting better and better.
"Yun?"
"Hmm" he muttered calmly.
Nanren was ignoring the excess, speaking in a slightly shy whisper.
"Let's go somewhere today"
"Sure." Yun agreed as well, thinking it was empty.
Nanren squinted his eyes like a child with a joyful candy grab.
Nanren was being sensitive and loving, while No 2 was looking at the person in front of him with an expression of disgust and disbelief.
How? Well ? This guy, he? No 2 had disgusted okay? This loving, innocent-looking man who almost had a heart in his eyes couldn't be him, okay? She couldn't accept that, she could even admit that after she died, she turned into a benevolence who saved the world in the name of atonement for her sins, but she couldn't accept treating a man like she was his little bride, okay!!
He roared inside, and even his face seemed to oscillate between blue and purple. He was disgusted with himself.
No 2 knew himself very well, more than ever. No matter how deeply he concealed the violent emotions in those eyes, which smiled sadly and innocently as if he had just snatched candy, this could not escape his own eyes.
No 2 had the advantage of knowing oneself the most, as well as external and objective evaluation.
So now he was feeling really frustrating.
Look at that stance, look at that expression, look at that face!
Nanren could fake the innocence he had perhaps never had in his life with great hypocrisy, but it wasn't that frustrating, it was that they were real! How could someone be evil-minded but angelic-hearted?
It was impossible.
He was grinning naively stupidly as if he had never been soiled, so much so that No 2 felt the kind of hatred he wanted to smash into that expression on his face.
Why ?
How can you be so happy?
How can you have such innocent feelings while plotting against someone with such over possessiveness?!
No 2 wanted to reveal his forgotten hideous face and carrion spirit and shake it to come to him.
His eyes, filled with hatred, distorted his face as well. Unexplainable emotions swept through his heart.
At least that's how he felt when he was slapped hard on the head!
He looked up in surprise and stared blankly, not realizing what was happening. He blinked a few times.
Yun was standing on top of him, glaring at him.
The "fool" tone was as cold as ever, but even #2 could feel the vague tenderness beneath it.
His gaze caught Nanren behind for a moment, grumbling and grimacing as if dissatisfied.
He felt a strange pleasure.
Especially when he saw only his own reflection in those ice-blue glass-clear eyes.
But above all she felt one big complaint.
He was treating Nanren with care, why did he hit him?
Why was he being scolded?
Yun continued, catching his confused mood. He was upset. Was this person a masochist? Was he so reckless and selfish as to be jealous of her being happy?! Why was his life conditioned to make it his own?
Yun never thought of himself as a patient, caring, and responsible person. He is too lazy to interfere in other people's business. But Nanren is different, so he couldn't ignore it.
"Stupid!"
Yun was scolding them both.
The more he thought about it, the more nervous he was, and it looked like a volcano that would eventually erupt with a little provocation.
"Let me never see you thinking stupid nonsense again"
Eyes were sharp, No2 resisted. What do you know, he wanted to say. What interests you?
He turned the press and stated that he was not listening. He was like a stubborn child.
Nanren, on the other hand, tugged at her arm.
The soft tone of "Don't be angry" seems to provoke No 2 more than anything else.
Nanren's lashes trembled, his head bowed, and he felt blessed with eyes as bright as gold. It was like a religious ceremony.
This feeling, this situation, this look made #2 vomit blood. You jackal! You traitor! How can you shamelessly act like that?!
No 2 looked arrogantly and proudly out of the corner of his eye. A cold man like Yun is not someone you can catch up with, no matter how humble you are. Just looking into those eyes that have been frozen for a thousand years is enough! But he was stunned, as if the fire-breathing volcano had just instantly turned into a calm sea. His lips twitched.
Resentment flashed in his eyes, but he could not overcome the stubbornness in him.
But he couldn't stop her from secretly watching.
Nanren is one of the dashing types, no matter how shy he is. He immediately wrapped his fingers in his hands, getting as close as possible. The closer he was, the safer he felt. Yun's lack of refusal also provided a sense of satisfaction rather than encouragement.
No 2 wanted to spoil it as he looked at the compatible people in front of him.
Became irritated.
We're alone to death.
Then he smiled slyly.
He simply lowered his head cunningly, not realizing that the discomfort in his heart was more than jealousy but desire.
Both are the same person. What choice will Yun make when he steps in too? huh? Even the thought was fun. Nanren couldn't admit it, but after all, when Yun also makes concessions to her like this, she can just shut up and swallow it. When Nanren feels uncomfortable, it means that the relationship has already started to crumble.
No. 2 refused to admit that she was jealous of him.
At that time, when the light touch touched his head, you were questioning, he lifted his eyes.
Yun was stroking his head.
She was obviously reassuring him for being scolded earlier.
His eyes trembled and he felt a bitter suffocation and pain in his heart. The kind she's never felt before. He bowed his head. Her expression was vague as her hair covered her face.
Nanren, on the other hand, disgruntled forward. His eyes did not leave the hand on the head of No 2. The eyes quickly became hazy with green as the poison spread into the blood.
He doesn't care who he was or who he was in his previous life. In any case, the other person is not himself. He really couldn't accept it, as Nanren No 2 had predicted.
He pursed his lips in resentment in his heart, feeling a great crisis.
The setting was strangely similar to the battle of the concubines in the harem.
Ah, disguised as an emperor, Yun was helpless…
-To be continued-