RPAGF Chapter 178 Meow~ Master, please take me home 04
Chapter 178 Meow~ Master, please take me home 04
Maybe it was because of what Mo Yang said just now that Ye Hongxuan's tears really decreased slowly.
But after all this ordeal, both of his eyes were red as if they had been ravaged.
With lips slightly pursed, Mo Yang only saw grievance on the pale and thin face.
Mo Yang sighed deeply, trying his best to suppress the emotions surging in his heart, and raised his eyes, with two eyes full of tenderness again.
"Hongxuan is soaked. He should go home and change into clean clothes."
Mo Yang looked at him and showed a smile that no one could refuse, "Hongxuan, can I go home with you to change clothes?"
Ye Hongxuan looked at Mo Yang and was stunned for a long time before he understood what Mo Yang said.
He wanted to go home with him.
Can--
Ye Hongxuan was a little conflicted.
He never brought anyone back to where he lived.
Although the person in front of him was very gentle and even wiped his tears, Ye Hongxuan couldn't just accept another person stepping into his room.
That was the only safe space he had left in the world, belonging to him alone.
[Immortal Lord, the Emperor is very insecure, you can't just rashly say you want to go to his house.]
Xiao Qi also felt sorry for such an emperor, but he could better understand Ye Hongxuan from an observer's perspective.
Mo Yang thought about it, wiped away the last traces of tears on Ye Hongxuan's face with his thumb, and lowered his head to hold Ye Hongxuan's hand.
"I have something else to do, so I can only accompany you to the school gate. Hongxuan, be good and go home to change your clothes, okay?"
Ye Hongxuan looked down at the two people's clasped hands. The contact between his palms was like a magical heat source. Warm air continuously spread from his palms to Ye Hongxuan's limbs and bones, and even his heart began to heat up.
He had never felt cold before.
But after holding his hand, Ye Hongxuan realized that his body seemed to be soaked by rain, and it was cold without any heat at all.
He thought, it would be nice if he could always be held by this person. His heart would be warm and comfortable.
He should change into clean clothes, otherwise, the person in front of him would feel cold if he touched him, right?
It took a while for Ye Hongxuan to move his gaze away from the two people's tightly clasped hands.
Mo Yang just looked at him, waiting for Ye Hongxuan to figure it out slowly.
Ye Hongxuan kept his head down and missed the overwhelming love and care from Mo Yang above his head.
How he wanted to just pick the person up and give him everything according to his heart.
But he couldn't. Mo Yang had to endure it. He had to give Ye Hongxuan time to accept this world little by little and become better step by step.
"Hongxuan, is it okay?" Mo Yang put on a gentle smile the moment Ye Hongxuan looked up.
When Ye Hongxuan saw Mo Yang's expression, he felt a little brighter in his heart and became more certain of his previous thoughts.
He blinked his eyes, bit his lower lip, and nodded gently at Mo Yang.
This was the first time Ye Hongxuan communicated with anyone other than his grandparents.
Mo Yang touched Ye Hongxuan's head with his free hand as a reward, "Hongxuan is very good."
He took Ye Hongxuan's hand and moved. Ye Hongxuan lowered his head and took small steps to follow.
After walking a few steps, Ye Hongxuan heard another smiling voice beside him, "She's also very cute."
Ye Hongxuan lowered his head even more.
He's not lovable.
Others say he is a fool, no one likes someone like him, and no one will even say a word to him.
Ye Hongxuan didn't understand how this person thought he was cute. It was clearly not the case.
Ye Hongxuan’s first thought was to hide himself and not let this person see his true face. In this way, this gentle person would no longer hate him.
So along the way, Ye Hongxuan never raised his head.
As long as he doesn't look up, he can be like an ostrich, not being seen by the people around him, so that he will be hated later.
After going down the stairs, Mo Yang took a public umbrella prepared by the school at the entrance of the teaching building.
It was obvious that he could get it just by raising his hand, but Ye Hongxuan never thought of getting himself soaked like this.
Because he had to hold an umbrella for Ye Hongxuan, Mo Yang couldn't hold his hand anymore.
The moment he let go of his hand, Mo Yang clearly felt the sadness and self-loathing that instantly surrounded Ye Hongxuan.
Mo Yang closed his eyes, took Ye Hongxuan's hand again, and looked at him sideways.
"Hongxuan, I really want to hold your hand. I let go of you just now because I wanted to hold an umbrella."
"Hongxuan," Mo Yang moved his umbrella hand in front of Ye Hongxuan, "Can I hold the umbrella?"
Ye Hongxuan stared at the umbrella for a while, feeling a little confused.
It's raining outside, we should take an umbrella.
But this person's palm was very warm, and Ye Hongxuan didn't want to let go.
Just now, just by loosening his grip for a moment, Ye Hongxuan felt like he was abandoned by the whole world again.
He was afraid that if he let go, he would never be able to hold on again.
"Hongxuan," Mo Yang spoke again, "I'll hold the umbrella for you, can you hold the corner of my clothes?"
Ok?
Ye Hongxuan looked up and met Mo Yang's gentle smile, "Pull my clothes so that I can still be with you, okay?"
After Mo Yang finished speaking, he held Ye Hongxuan's hand in his palm and waited for his response.
Ye Hongxuan moved his fingers, slowly raised them up, tentatively grabbed a small piece of clothes in his hand, and looked up at Mo Yang.
Mo Yang smiled and said, "You can grab a little more, and hold it tight, otherwise it might tear apart."
Hearing this, Ye Hongxuan's grip tightened instantly, and as if fearing that it was not enough, he also covered it with his other hand.
Mo Yang patted his hands, opened the umbrella, and walked into the rain with his companions.
Along the way, Mo Yang's frown did not relax at all, and he did not speak a word.
Seeing Hongxuan like this, he couldn't laugh at all.
Even the smile when he looked at Ye Hongxuan was filled with obvious bitterness.
Only Ye Hongxuan himself couldn't see it. He just felt that Mo Yang was a gentle person, different from others.
When they arrived at the school gate, Mo Yang and his men stopped under the eaves of the gate.
"Hongxuan, go home by yourself, take a shower, and change your clothes. Remember?"
Mo Yang carefully pried open his hands that were tightly clenched around the corner of his clothes and stuffed the umbrella into Ye Hongxuan's hands.
Ye Hongxuan was about to burst into tears in an instant.
He is going to be thrown away again.
He knew that he was useless, he couldn't do anything, and he couldn't do anything well. No one would not hate him.
This person is already very good. He will talk to me gently, hold my hand and walk me home, hold an umbrella for me, and wipe my tears.
He was really very good, so good that Ye Hongxuan became greedy and didn't want him to leave.
Ye Hongxuan knew this was impossible.
But when he heard this person say that they wanted to separate, he was still very sad. He was so sad that he didn't want to hold an umbrella, didn't want to go home, didn't want to do anything.