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    Ye Qingyun opened the door a crack, observing the situation outside, but unexpectedly, Gu Shenyuan walked up, stood behind him, reached out a hand, and closed the door again.

    Ye Qingyun bristled all over, turning back to glare at Gu Shenyuan: “What are you doing?”

    Gu Shenyuan said softly: “Let’s talk.”

    Ye Qingyun: “???”

    Talk? Talk about what? He remembered Gu Shenyuan as a quiet person who didn’t like small talk. Why would he want to chat with him at such a critical moment during an escape?

    What kind of demon or ghost was this, daring to impersonate Gu Shenyuan to trick him!

    Ye Qingyun turned his head, glaring angrily at the person. That person leaned one hand on the door, forming a semi-enclosed circle around him.

    Gu Shenyuan gently reassured him: “Don’t be afraid, it’s me. I just have a few questions for you.”

    The feeling this person gave Ye Qingyun was extremely familiar, and his way of speaking was identical to Gu Shenyuan’s. Ye Qingyun couldn’t help but feel strange and anxious, saying: “It really is you? What do you need to ask? Does it have to be now? Do you know how dangerous it is here?”

    Gu Shenyuan certainly knew this was not a good place for a conversation, but he couldn’t hold back any longer.

    He was desperate to know why Ye Qingyun was willing to give up that tempting opportunity and follow him—a person who, in Ye Qingyun’s eyes, had nothing and could offer nothing.

    Gu Shenyuan’s internal emotions were churning, but his face remained calm. He simply reached out his other hand and placed it on Ye Qingyun’s shoulder, leaning closer, lowering his head slightly, looking into Ye Qingyun’s eyes, which still sparkled brightly even in the night. He asked softly: “You saw that paper, which contained that person’s secret. As long as you can make him fall in love with you twice, you can gain his power. Don’t you want to try?”

    Ye Qingyun was startled.

    How did Gu Shenyuan know about this?

    Ye Qingyun didn’t have time to think too much. His subconscious reaction was that Gu Shenyuan wanted to try it, which was why he wasn’t in a hurry to leave.

    Although Gu Shenyuan’s setting was that he would never develop feelings for anyone, making someone else fall in love with Gu Shenyuan didn’t require Gu Shenyuan to feel anything, making it completely feasible.

    “What are you trying to do?” Ye Qingyun’s tone unconsciously became stern. “Even though he’s still a child, inexperienced in relationships, and easily fooled, you can’t do this. Aren’t you strong enough? What do you need his power for?”

    Gu Shenyuan understood that Ye Qingyun had misunderstood him, but hearing this reproach didn’t make him sad at all; instead, it made him want to smile.

    He doesn’t want to deceive others’ feelings, so even with so much temptation, he’s unwilling to lie?

    Too foolish.

    Gu Shenyuan heard his turbulent heart calm down, though not completely. Something had broken through the soil and sprouted.

    “I don’t want it,” Gu Shenyuan replied. “I was afraid you might want it.”

    “I don’t care for it. I have a smart brain, none of you are as strong as me. I wouldn’t look twice at your Abilities,” Ye Qingyun grumbled, pushing away Gu Shenyuan’s hand. “This small temple can’t hold a great Buddha like me, so I have to leave. Are you done asking?”

    “Yes.” Gu Shenyuan smiled and released the hand supporting the door. Ye Qingyun couldn’t see Gu Shenyuan’s expression at this moment, so he didn’t realize how terrifyingly gentle Gu Shenyuan’s gaze was.

    “We won’t use the door, we’ll jump out the window,” Gu Shenyuan pointed to the window.

    Jump out the window?

    Ye Qingyun walked to the window and looked down. His room was on the fourth or fifth floor. If he jumped straight down, he would probably either say goodbye to this world or end up paralyzed.

    “I can’t jump down,” Ye Qingyun said truthfully. “If you can’t stand me and want me dead, you can just say so. You don’t need such a roundabout way.”

    Gu Shenyuan didn’t speak. He also walked to the window and opened it directly.

    Ye Qingyun watched Gu Shenyuan’s actions, knowing he was determined to leave this way. He couldn’t help but cross his arms indignantly, his eyes scanning the room for anything useful.

    If he tied the curtains, sheets, and blankets into a rope, he could slide down it, right?

    “You, wait for me a moment. Don’t go too fast,” Ye Qingyun said. “I’ll go dismantle the sheets.”

    The next second, Ye Qingyun felt himself lifted into the air. A pair of strong arms held him, and he was pressed tightly against Gu Shenyuan’s chest.

    Gu Shenyuan was carrying him in a bridal carry?

    The moment this thought surfaced, Ye Qingyun was so startled he nearly sprang up. But the arms holding him were strong and prevented him from struggling free.

    “Hold onto my neck,” Gu Shenyuan instructed.

    Ye Qingyun didn’t comply. He knew what Gu Shenyuan was doing this for—to make it easier to jump out the window with him.

    Ye Qingyun had never dared to imagine that Gu Shenyuan would willingly help him like this. If the plot line of this world was similar to the novel, then this hug might even be Gu Shenyuan’s first time holding someone.

    Oh my, how embarrassing.

    But honestly, Gu Shenyuan had a great physique. He could feel the muscles beneath Gu Shenyuan’s clothes—just the type he liked!

    He should enjoy it while he could; once they were down, he wouldn’t get this treatment anymore.

    Seeing that Ye Qingyun was unwilling to hold his neck, Gu Shenyuan pursed his lips, said nothing more, and jumped out the window with Ye Qingyun in his arms.

    Gu Shenyuan landed lightly, without causing Ye Qingyun to feel too strong a jolt.

    Ye Qingyun was not put down on the ground. He was still being held, and the surrounding scenery rapidly receded behind them.

    Gu Shenyuan was going to carry him all the way back!

    My heavens, what kind of royal treatment was this!

    No, no, he should say, what kind of treatment for the official Gong was this?

    If it weren’t for the fact that he really couldn’t conquer Gu Shenyuan, and didn’t want to be the Gong, and their attributes clashed, he would really think Gu Shenyuan had fallen for him.

    Ye Qingyun was shocked and looked up at Gu Shenyuan’s face.

    The light outside was better than inside the room, and he could finally see Gu Shenyuan’s expression by the moonlight—Gu Shenyuan wasn’t looking ahead, but was looking down at him.

    Gu Shenyuan’s eyes were darker than the night, yet they lacked the chill of the night, instead carrying a rare warmth.

    Ye Qingyun suddenly met that gaze and instinctively said shyly: “Look at the road, why are you looking at me?”

    Gu Shenyuan followed Ye Qingyun’s suggestion and turned his gaze forward. However, the arms holding Ye Qingyun tightened, allowing him to feel Ye Qingyun’s body temperature more tangibly.

    Ye Qingyun wasn’t heavy; in fact, he was a bit too light for Gu Shenyuan’s height. Yet, holding him felt both extremely light and extremely heavy to Gu Shenyuan.

    From now on, this was the weight of his entire world.

    This was his everything, and he had to keep him safe in his arms. Protect him, ensure his safety, and help him obtain everything he desired.

    He could no longer be unattached as before, but he was willing, without any sense of grievance or resentment.

    Gu Shenyuan’s embrace was truly too comfortable—steady and warm, and it even navigated automatically. Ye Qingyun had nothing else to do, so his eyes slowly closed, and he eventually fell into a deep sleep.

    Gu Shenyuan adjusted his posture, letting Ye Qingyun’s head rest on his shoulder so he could sleep more comfortably.

    Halfway back, Gu Shenyuan suddenly saw a figure appear ahead, blocking their path.

    Gu Shenyuan frowned.

    He recognized this figure; it was the person who had been staying in that house with Ye Qingyun.

    In other words, this was the person who had taken Ye Qingyun away.

    Gu Shenyuan’s face turned cold, and he stopped.

    “You have quite the nerve, daring to take my person right under my nose,” the young man smiled. He scrutinized Gu Shenyuan’s plain clothing, and disdain gradually appeared in his eyes. “You think you can compete with me for him? What do you have besides a face?”

    Gu Shenyuan remained silent.

    The young man clearly noticed the sleeping Ye Qingyun, so he raised his voice, adding a bit of Mental Strength to ensure the noise would wake him up, and said loudly: “I have money, power, and authority. I am the sole king on this planet. Follow me, and he’ll live a life of luxury. Follow you? What can you give him?”

    The young man was still bothered by Ye Qingyun’s rejection. He was unconvinced, and now seeing Gu Shenyuan, the person Ye Qingyun willingly followed, he couldn’t help but feel the urge to compete, to let Ye Qingyun know how much better he was, so Ye Qingyun would obediently follow him back.

    Ye Qingyun heard the commotion, frowned, and his eyelids fluttered, about to wake up.

    A small patch of black mist appeared, covering Ye Qingyun’s eyes and ears, isolating the noise and light, allowing Ye Qingyun to sink back into slumber.

    “Your voice is too loud; it disturbs his rest,” Gu Shenyuan’s voice was cold. “You are suited for eternal silence.”

    The young man scoffed disdainfully, mocking Gu Shenyuan’s overestimation of himself.

    On this planet, no one could defeat him. He was the strongest!

    Gu Shenyuan gently placed Ye Qingyun on the ground, letting him lean against a tree to continue sleeping, and then left a ball of black mist to envelop this small space, preventing it from being disturbed by the outside world.

    Having done all this, Gu Shenyuan stood up and looked at the young man.

    “The little things you can give him are insignificant before me,” Gu Shenyuan extended a hand, and a ball of black energy materialized above his palm. “Including the Ability you can offer… it’s nothing special. It’s not worth even one ten-thousandth of what I can give him.”

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    When Ye Qingyun woke up, he found himself in a new place, everything feeling unfamiliar.

    Ye Qingyun quickly sat up in bed, looked around, and saw Gu Shenyuan sleeping next to him.

    Having not seen Gu Shenyuan for several days, Ye Qingyun couldn’t help but sigh that Gu Shenyuan had become even better looking.

    As expected of the Heartthrob Protagonist, his physical attributes were top-notch.

    Under Ye Qingyun’s gaze, Gu Shenyuan opened his eyes and looked back at Ye Qingyun.

    Ye Qingyun belatedly realized that Gu Shenyuan had raided the enemy camp last night and rescued him.

    In this situation, no matter how much it meant Breaking Character, Ye Qingyun had to thank him.

    Ye Qingyun awkwardly offered his thanks, then remembered Gu Shenyuan’s previous injuries and asked: “How are your injuries? Are they better? Are you still coughing up blood?”

    Gu Shenyuan shook his head, sat up, and sat side-by-side with Ye Qingyun on the bed, asking: “What about you? Do you feel uncomfortable?”

    “I don’t feel uncomfortable,” Ye Qingyun said curiously. “I didn’t fight or get injured, so why would I feel uncomfortable?”

    Gu Shenyuan looked at him meaningfully, a faint smile on his lips.

    Ye Qingyun: “…?”

    What was he smiling about?

    He smiled quite nicely, too.

    “Nothing, it’s just that I heard there’s a special plant on this planet. If it jumps onto someone, a random drawing will appear on their body, so the locals use it for Tattoos,” Gu Shenyuan’s tone was still very calm, yet this calmness was inexplicably trustworthy. “Yesterday, when we returned, one jumped onto you.”

    Ye Qingyun: “???”

    There was such a thing?

    What kind of Tattoo? Was it ugly? Please don’t let it be Peppa Pig on his face.

    Ye Qingyun quickly ran out of the room, away from Gu Shenyuan’s sight, and began examining the skin on various parts of his body.

    The areas he could see with his own eyes were the same as before; he saw no Tattoo.

    Ye Qingyun grew more worried, seriously suspecting the Tattoo was on his face.

    Ye Qingyun scurried around the room again and actually managed to find a mirror.

    Ye Qingyun nervously held the mirror up to his face, finding no strange markings. He breathed a huge sigh of relief.

    But if what Gu Shenyuan said was true, where would the Tattoo be?

    Ye Qingyun thought for a moment, propped the mirror on the table, and twisted his head to look at his back.

    At the base of his spine, a sudden red mark existed conspicuously. The mark extended downward and disappeared from view.

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