He wants to be his man for a lifetime? This claim was arrogantly harsh, but who gave him the right to say so!
Shu Yao somehow found the strength to push away this extremely powerful man. His eyes and tone were as cold as ice. "I want you to take back what you just said!"
He couldn't accept it. He even felt ashamed and thought it was utterly absurd.
Not to mention that he was a demon. How could two men do something that violated moral principles!
But Shu Yue was not willing to give up. Somehow finding the courage, he suddenly pounced on Shu Yao and pushed him down on the couch. His strong body, exuding a strong sense of aggression, pressed against him.
"Shu Yue, if you keep this up, don't blame me for being rude!" Being forcibly pinned down like this, Shu Yao blushed with shame and was on the verge of attacking Shu Yue.
In his impression, Shu Yue had always been a fairly obedient child and had never acted so unreasonably as he did today.
The Shu Yue he saw now was just a man exuding a cold and ruthless aura, with no one to hold back his inner desires.
"If you have the guts, kill me. Otherwise, you can't stop my feelings for you," Shu Yue leaned forward slightly. His eyes showed unruly arrogance. He whispered in Shu Yao's delicate ear, lowering his deep voice.
"I want you. Even if you're a demon, you probably don't have the chance to stop me."
He was so confident, as if it was within his reach. In fact, only he himself knew that this courage came from the perseverance deep in his heart.
"Shu Yue, don't push me." These extremely cold and indifferent words already showed Shu Yao's limit of patience.
He didn't want to hurt him, but he resented his insubordination.
"Then just try to take action."
"Do you think I dare not?"
"Then let me see your determination."
The confident smile on Shu Yue's lips was completely wiped away by Shu Yao's action.
When he fell to the ground, he saw Shu Yao raise his left hand that had injured him. The demonic energy in his palm was still faintly flowing.
He felt a hot stream in his chest. A faint fishy smell spread to his throat, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He covered his chest. His black hair fell over his shoulders and scattered to the side. He half - supported himself on the ground. With his charming red lips, he slowly raised his eyes.
His expression was extremely desolate, pale, and half - smiling. It was as if what had fallen to the ground was not blood but a disappointed heart.
So, he was really that cold - hearted and actually injured him.
But Shu Yao just stared blankly at his left hand. This hand had for the first time hurt the person closest to him.
He met the desolation in Shu Yue's eyes, and for a moment, his heart ached.
He quickly came to Shu Yue's side and kept apologizing. "Shu, Shu Yue, I'm sorry. I, I didn't mean to."
Shu Yue's long and slender phoenix eyes were no longer amorous but filled with desolation. "Do you expect me to believe that you didn't mean it?"
"I just couldn't hold back for a moment. I originally..."
"Father, there's no need to explain. I already understand. I won't say such things again in the future."
He gently avoided Shu Yao's support and instantly put distance between them.
They were only half an arm's length apart, but it felt as far as a whole season.
He turned his pale face away. His charming lips made his eyebrows look even more heroic and cold. "Just think of what I said just now as my madness. Don't mind it."
He forcefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb. With a coldness like snow, he left with a lonely back.
The hand that Shu Yao wanted to use to hold him back never lifted. It retracted into his red sleeve. With a slight tremor, he swallowed back his bitterness.
If he hadn't casually descended to the mortal world back then, he wouldn't have taken in Shu Yue.
Even less would he have encountered this fateful calamity!
It seemed that he should still leave him. Only by leaving him could everything return to calm.
Suddenly, he heard a pleasant sound outside the tree - house, rising and falling with sadness, gentle and melancholy.
He walked out of the tree - house and saw Shu Yue leaning against a lush tree. His thin lips moved left and right along the edge of the leaf, playing a calm and serene melody.
His black robe trailed on the ground. The moonlight, with its white glow, poured down on his lonely figure, outlining the cold and determined contour of the man under his black hair.
Shu Yao couldn't bear to disturb him. He just stood there, watching this rare quiet and handsome man play out his innermost feelings.
Suddenly, the man stopped playing. He stretched out his long and slender fingers towards the night sky. His pale hand faintly glowed under the light of the crescent moon.
He seemed to be stroking the bright moon or feeling the gentle light of the moonlight.
Finally, Shu Yao softly parted his cherry - like lips and said, "Shu Yue..."
The man in black turned around. His look at him was very calm, but it was always as gentle as water.
"This tune is really nice," Shu Yao sat down beside him and stared motionlessly at his delicate side profile. "Can you play it for me again?"
Shu Yue didn't answer. He wanted to hide the trace of affection and joy in his eyes, but it still involuntarily showed in his pupils.
After all, he couldn't be cold to his father.
"Father, let me play 'Faded Beauty' for you."
"Okay."
Shu Yue picked up the leaf again, gently put it against his lips, and played the sad and parting tune of 'Faded Beauty'.
In the dark night, under the bright moon, one in red and the other in black, the gentle breeze blew. Their black hair and robes fluttered, expressing all their sorrows along with the gentle tune.
Two extremely handsome men, leaning against each other, abandoned the worldly disputes and only enjoyed a moment of peace.
Even so, Shu Yao never gave up the idea of leaving Shu Yue.
Because Shu Yue was no longer an ordinary person. Although he had controlled himself well in the past few days, there was no guarantee that he would be worry - free for a lifetime.
The next day, instead of being bathed in sunlight, the sky was covered by a mass of dark clouds, looking dead and gloomy.
When Shu Yue woke up, he found that the place beside him was empty. Only a trace of that cold fragrance still lingered on the couch.
"Father?" A sense of uneasiness welled up in him. Shu Yue immediately turned over and got up. He searched the entire tree - house but couldn't find Shu Yao.
He even forgot to put on his clothes. Wearing only a thin black silk inner robe, he rushed out in a hurry to look for that person.
There were no traces at all, and no keepsake was left behind. Just like that, he left silently!
Shu Yue looked cold. He ran like the wind crazily. Shu Yao, if you don't accept me, that's fine, but why did you have to leave!
When he reached the market, all the people on the street hurriedly avoided this man who was running like a madman.
He was dressed in black, his black hair flying. Wherever he ran, a gust of wind quickly swept by.
His eyebrows were strong and heroic. Although he was extremely good - looking, the violent aura on him gave people a feeling of coldness that kept them at a distance.
Shu Yue grabbed anyone he saw and asked, "Have you seen a very beautiful man in red?"
The answers he got were all the pedestrians shaking their heads in panic. "I haven't seen him."
He looked around. Suddenly, a very shrill voice came from behind him. "Hey, sir, come and have a seat in our Yanyun Tower?"
Shu Yue frowned. When he turned around, he saw a gaudy woman full of makeup and perfume, with a graceful figure, beaming with joy.
The mole on her lips and the bright flower in her hairpin undoubtedly revealed her identity as a madam.