Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 810 - 813 Luo Xi Goes Missing 1

Gu Shaocheng averted his eyes, not letting her see.

This room gave him a particularly familiar feeling.

That feeling came from deep within his memory.

When he was very young, his mother was a woman who extremely enjoyed decorating the home; he hadn’t realized that Chenxing and his mother shared a similar taste.

With a nervous heart, Chenxing glanced at Gu Shaocheng and noticed that he had shifted his gaze. She pondered for a moment and nervously asked, "So, do you like it?"

"Not bad." In fact, he liked it very much.

Chenxing took a deep breath, relieved that he liked it and immediately relaxed in front of him, smiling as she said, "I’ll go put the flowers in a vase."

Gu Shaocheng sat on the sofa in the living room, watching her petite figure shuttle back and forth in the living room, his eyes not leaving her figure.

Chenxing brought him tea; it was his favorite, Biluochun.

Gu Shaocheng, like an old gentleman, completely relaxed and reached out to receive the tea from her hands. As Chenxing loosened her grip, all that was heard was a crisp splash as the teacup slipped from his hands, scattering water everywhere.

His hand still hung in mid-air.

Chenxing looked at him in astonishment.

Gu Shaocheng’s analytical mind tried to send out commands, but his arm had no sensation. He panicked inwardly, displaying no emotion on his face. After a full half-minute, his arm naturally fell.

"Are you hurt?" In surprise, Chenxing asked, "I thought you had a firm grip on the teacup. Why didn’t you hold on tight?"

"..."

Chenxing noticed that the man was staring at his own hand, lips pressed tightly as if suppressing something.

She didn’t dwell on it, assuming she had let go too quickly and he was too slow to catch it, causing the teacup to fall to the floor. Noticing that Gu Shaocheng seemed to be suppressing something intense, she closed her mouth and squatted down, saying, "It’s alright, the water was very hot. Luckily it didn’t get on you. I’ll go make another cup."

As she spoke, she began picking up the fragments of the teacup and went out to get a mop.

"I’m going upstairs to take a nap," Gu Shaocheng suddenly rose.

He passed by her and hurried upstairs, disappearing from sight in moments.

Chenxing touched her head, "What’s wrong?"

It seemed Shaocheng suddenly became upset; she hadn’t said anything triggering, so unpredictable.

The man who returned to the bedroom kicked the door heavily. In that movement, a faint emotion burst forth. Gu Shaocheng closed his eyes, fell on the Simmons mattress with a thud, his emotions uncontrolled due to the temporary loss of sensation in his palm. In fact, whenever this happened, he felt very down.

A strong man, he must face the reality of no longer being strong. Such a mental gap was not something ordinary people could bear.

He was afraid too... afraid of the day that would come!

But other than acceptance, he had no other way, for he was not a god; he couldn’t solve every problem—there are many unsolvable issues troubling the world.

A bitter smile appeared on Gu Shaocheng’s lips, his heart filled with resentment. He opened his eyes, wishing he could destroy everything, but the moment he did so, he saw the conspicuous wall of photos.

His eyes, alternatively bright and dim, flickered.

Slowly standing up, he walked to the wall and silently looked at the pictures.

His restless heart slowly calmed.

Unable to resist, he reached out gently, his fingertips tenderly sliding over the photo depicting a happy man and woman.

It turned out, they had so many happy moments together in the past.

Chenxing, I don’t know how long we can continue to have such happy moments in the future. Chenxing, I am a bit afraid, afraid of the day that might come.