coobybook Chapter 143 Tong Guang, I'm so cold.
Chapter 143 Tong Guang, I'm so cold.
Time passed slowly, and all around was quiet except for the rustling sound of the breeze through the treetops...
After a long while! Just when Tong Guang thought the system would no longer answer her.
An echo suddenly resounded in my mind: "Why do you keep asking me about going back? Can't I just not go back?"
Tong Guang snorted coldly and said irritably, "You make it sound so easy. Of course I have to go back. My family is waiting for me. If I don't go back, they will be very sad... It's all your fault. If you hadn't brought me here, none of this would have happened."
[But we're a pure love system, not a sadomasochistic system!]
"What do you mean by that?" Tong Guang frowned slightly and asked in return.
If you leave, the system won't function.
"I don't care if this broken system is working or not, I'm going back! Don't even think about stopping me. If you don't agree, I'll refuse to do the mission right now. And don't try to scare me with points again. Humph, what use are points to me if I can't even go home?"
Tong Guang's pink eyes widened as she shouted, releasing all the emotions that had been building up inside her for so long.
She couldn't care about anything else anymore; she only had one thought in mind—whether the system could send her back.
The system didn't reply to her question, but simply sighed softly. Unlike its previous cold, mechanical voice, it now carried a hint of human emotion…
Tong Guang was slightly taken aback, then jumped up in anger.
"Why are you sighing? Say something! What do you want me to do to go back?"
"You're talking... damn it, you're playing dead again."
Outside the courtyard wall.
The man's usually proud and upright figure now leaned against the wall with a somewhat forlorn expression, his dark pupils filled with pain.
Long eyelashes drooped down, and a glistening tear slid down from the corner of her crimson eye.
Her whole being was cold and broken, like cracked ice crystals!
The girl's words reached his ears without missing a single one, striking his heart like a heavy hammer.
Those words echoed clearly in his mind, and his chest felt as if it were being torn apart, the pain unbearable.
His brows furrowed involuntarily.
She wants to leave!
He had never expected that the girl's desire to go home would be so firm and so persistent.
Even he himself could not shake it in the slightest.
Si Hanye gave a self-deprecating smile, but tears streamed down his reddened eyes.
The shirt on my chest was soaked, and the pink and white ceramic rabbit pendant was stained.
Looking up at the sky, the sunlight was a bit dazzling, and he subconsciously squinted his moist eyes.
My Adam's apple bobbed, trying to swallow the bitterness on my tongue. However, no matter how hard I tried, the bitterness lingered in my heart, refusing to dissipate.
"It's all over now, everything is already gone..." he murmured to himself, his voice so soft that only he could hear it.
We can never go back to that time, not even a very long time ago...
For many years, he painstakingly planned everything, meticulously weaving a vast web.
Everything seemed to be proceeding smoothly according to his predetermined plan.
But her almost obsessive longing for a home became the biggest variable in his plans.
The thought of the girl finding out the truth one day made his heart tremble.
Can she really bear it? Can she really forgive him for what he did in the past?
Si Hanye didn't dare to think any further; the outcome was simply too terrifying.
Since the girl returned to his side, that chilling aura had quietly vanished. In its place came an indescribable warmth and peace of mind.
But now, this peace is about to be shattered, and what kind of ending awaits him?
Si Hanye didn't know, and dared not imagine.
He leaned weakly against the cold, hard wall and slowly slumped to the ground.
Her once aloof and ethereal figure, like a bamboo stalk bent under the weight of its weight, was now devoid of its former uprightness and pride.
All that emanated from him was an overwhelming aura of decadence and sorrow.
With masterful strategy and every gesture, he exudes the brilliance and magnificence of the Demon Alliance leader.
The little girl's words easily shattered all his pride and dignity, leaving him in such a wretched state.
The warm sunlight shone on him, but it couldn't dispel the chill in his heart.
Like being torn into millions of pieces, broken beyond repair, each fragment radiating a heartbreaking light.
It’s so cold!
Tongguang, I'm so cold...
If Fu Ting were to see Si Hanye in such a dejected state right now, he would surely feel an overwhelming pang of heartache.
Over the years, Fu Ting, as the closest person to his master, has witnessed firsthand how much his master has silently sacrificed for that girl.
For Si Hanye, his entire life revolved around her alone.
His joys and sorrows, his thoughts and ideas, all arose because of her and were born for her.
That spark of life that awakened his soul...
The girl sat alone under the beautiful cherry tree, her arms wrapped around her knees.
The man lowered his eyes and slumped against the courtyard wall, looking dejected and forlorn.
A gentle breeze swept by, and purple petals danced in the air, like a beautiful yet melancholic rain of petals, falling gently upon them.
From a distance, the two figures appeared so far away, as if they came from different worlds, separated by an invisible and insurmountable chasm.
Perhaps, such a distance had already sealed their fate—they would ultimately be unable to stay together until the end.
The two seemed very close, so close that it felt as if they could almost touch each other.
Amidst the falling cherry blossoms, it felt as if the whole world had shrunk down to just the two of them.
So close was the sorrow emanating from them, intertwined with the fluttering cherry blossoms, forming an indescribable vortex of emotion…