The prince loves me like his life, but I force him to rebel

Gu Nianzhi lowered her head, bit her lip, and said, "Yiru, I really just want to be alone and live a simple life." Her voice was so low that only she could hear it. She didn't dare to look directly into Li Yiru's hurt eyes. Her heart was full of contradictions and guilt, as if there were two villains arguing with each other. "Did I really do something wrong? But I really just wanted to escape from everything at that time." Her lips were bitten white, showing her inner entanglement.

Li Yiru stared at Gu Nianzhi and said, "A simple life? What do you think of me? Aren't we best friends? You just threw me aside like that." Her voice rose a few degrees, full of grievance and anger. Tears blurred her eyes again, and she felt her heart was pierced. "Am I so unimportant in her heart?" This thought made her feel extremely desperate.

Gu Nianzhi approached Li Yiru again, hugged her gently, and said, "Yiru, don't be angry, I won't be like this again, I promise." Her voice was gentle and sincere, and she hugged Li Yiru tightly with her arms, as if she wanted to convey all her apologies and determination to her through this hug. Her heart was beating fast, full of fear, afraid of losing this best friend.

Li Yiru's crying gradually became quieter in Gu Nianzhi's arms, but she still sobbed. Her body gradually relaxed, and she leaned on Gu Nianzhi's arms, as if she had found a harbor to rely on. But the pain in her heart had not completely dissipated, "I will forgive you this time, but there must not be a next time." She said silently in her heart.

The policeman watched this scene and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He thought of his friends and the cracks caused by misunderstandings and negligence. "Friendship is so precious and fragile." He sighed silently in his heart.

Gu Nianzhi comforted Li Yiru, her heart full of self-blame and regret. She could feel Li Yiru's body still trembling slightly, and every tremor was like a cut in her heart. "I'm such a bastard, how could I hurt her like this?" She secretly vowed to cherish this friendship in the future and never let Li Yiru be hurt like this again.

After a long while, Li Yiru's emotions finally stabilized. She raised her head, looked at Gu Nianzhi, and said, "Don't do this again in the future." Her voice was still a little hoarse, but her tone was firm. There was still a trace of anger in her eyes, but more of it was expectation and trust in Gu Nianzhi.

Gu Nianzhi nodded repeatedly and said, "I definitely won't do that again." She nodded like a chick pecking at rice, her eyes full of determination and resolve. At this moment, her heart was filled with determination for the future and deep reflection on her past mistakes, "I must cherish Yiru and never let her be sad again." She swore secretly in her heart, and every nod was like stamping her oath.

The atmosphere in the convenience store was finally no longer so tense, and the atmosphere that seemed to be frozen before gradually melted away. And whether Gu Nianzhi's lie could be concealed forever, she herself didn't know... At this moment, her heart was like a tangled mess. On the one hand, she felt happy and relieved to meet her friend again, and on the other hand, she was full of worries and fears about the lies she made up. "What if I get discovered in the future, what will Yiru think of me?" This thought flashed through her mind, and a shadow was cast over her heart.

The policemen nearby saw this and knew that it was indeed Gu Nianzhi. Their eyes were filled with certainty and relief, and their tense expressions relaxed. Their eyes revealed a sense of relief after completing their duties, and they were relieved that Gu Nianzhi had returned safely. Their eyes were like two rays of warm sunshine, dispelling the previous haze and doubts.

"Now that the person has been found, the case of Gu Nianzhi's disappearance can be closed. You two have met again after a long time, so you can catch up tonight, and tomorrow you can go to the police station where you reported the case and close the case." The policeman stood up and said gently. His movements were calm and neat, and he adjusted his uniform. The straight uniform looked more neat and solemn under his adjustment. His fingers gently stroked the folds of the uniform, and every movement was full of respect and pride for his profession.

His gaze lingered on Gu Nianzhi and Li Yiru for a moment, full of blessings and expectations for them. His gaze was warm and gentle, like a spring breeze, gently brushing their faces.

The policeman's voice was steady and powerful, as if he had put a clear end to the chaotic situation. The voice echoed in the convenience store, carrying a reassuring force. "Gu Nianzhi, don't make people worry like this anymore. No matter what difficulties you encounter in life, remember to communicate with the people around you, and don't disappear without a word like this." His eyes revealed a trace of relief, but also a warning to Gu Nianzhi. Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Gu Nianzhi's heart.

"Also, you two should get together and talk about what you've missed for the past six months." After saying that, he waved to the clerk, a casual and friendly gesture that could be considered a farewell. His arm drew an arc in the air, the movement smooth and natural. Then the two of them left with firm steps, the footsteps echoing in the silent street and gradually disappearing into the distance.

"Where the hell have you been for the past six months?" Li Yiru slapped Gu Nianzhi's arm. Her eyes were burning with anger and concern, and the flames were so hot and fierce that they seemed to devour Gu Nianzhi's whole body. Her voice was trembling slightly with excitement, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, carrying the pain and questioning that had been suppressed for a long time.

This palm carried her long-suppressed emotions, both blame and worry. The moment her palm touched Gu Nianzhi's arm, it trembled slightly, as if it was not a simple blow, but an outburst of all the emotions deep in her heart. "Do you know that I've been looking for you everywhere?" Li Yiru's hand still stayed on Gu Nianzhi's arm, her fingers tightly grasping her. Although the force was not strong, it was enough to express her inner dissatisfaction and anxiety.

Her breathing was rapid, her chest was rising and falling violently, and every breath seemed like she was trying to suppress the emotions that were about to burst. Her face was flushed, and the red color was not only a manifestation of anger, but also a mark left by long-term worry and fear. "Every day I worry whether something has happened to you or whether you are in danger, but you just disappeared without saying a word!" Li Yiru's voice was filled with tears, and tears were rolling in her eyes, which might burst out at any time.

"It's a long story. To make it short, I went to a place where I couldn't contact you..." Gu Nianzhi said, with a hint of helplessness and apology on her face. Her eyes were a little evasive, and she didn't dare to look directly at Li Yiru's angry eyes, like a child who did something wrong and didn't know how to face the questioning of her parents. Her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something to explain, but she felt that any words seemed so pale and powerless at this time.

Gu Nianzhi sighed softly, her sigh filled with helplessness and complicated emotions. She glanced at Sima Yao who was silent at the side, then pulled him over to introduce him to her bestie.

"In the past six months, I have known a friend named Sima Yao." Gu Nianzhi's voice was cautious, as if she was testing Li Yiru's reaction. Her eyes moved back and forth between Li Yiru and Sima Yao, with a hint of nervousness and anticipation. Her palms were slightly sweaty, wondering what Li Yiru's opinion and attitude towards Sima Yao would be.

"Sima Yao? This name sounds so familiar." Gu Nianzhi read this book because Li Yiru recommended it to her, so Li Yiru had some impression of the name of the character in the novel. However, half a year had passed, and there was a barrier between paper people and real people. She did not immediately connect Sima Yao with the cannon fodder prince in the book. It just sounded familiar. Li Yiru frowned and tried to search for clues about this name in her memory. Her eyes were confused and bewildered, and various fragments and pictures kept flashing through her mind.

"I seem to have heard it somewhere, but I can't remember where." Li Yiru muttered to herself, her brows furrowed even tighter, her thoughts in a tangled mess.

Li Yiru looked Sima Yao up and down. This man was very handsome. Her eyes were like a fine brush, sweeping over Sima Yao's face and figure inch by inch. His facial features were deep and three-dimensional, as if they were carefully carved. His thick and well-shaped sword-like eyebrows were like two sharp blades, inserted diagonally into his temples, revealing a heroic spirit. His eyes were as bright as the stars, deep and distant, as if hiding endless stories and secrets. His nose was straight, like a steep mountain, standing in the center of his face, adding a firm line to his whole face. His lips were slightly raised, with a barely perceptible smile, which seemed to be there and not there, but with an indescribable charm that made people want to explore the deep meaning in it.

His hair was tied up high, which added a bit of unrestrained temperament. The tied hair was like a ball of black flame, burning on the top of his head, and every strand of hair looked so energetic and full of vitality. Li Yiru's eyes slid down his hair and fell on his broad shoulders and upright posture.

His posture was upright, like a proud pine tree, giving people a sense of firmness and reliability. His spine was as straight as a pole, as if he could withstand all the wind, rain and pressure in the world. He stood in an elegant and confident posture, and every subtle movement seemed so calm, as if he was born with a noble temperament.

Li Yiru's eyes wandered over him, and she couldn't help but admire him secretly. Her heartbeat quickened slightly, and a feeling of appreciation and amazement spread in her heart. "This man is really handsome, one of the rarest in the world." She thought to herself, and her eyes revealed admiration that could not be concealed.

The more Li Yiru looked at him, the more familiar he looked. Her brows knitted slightly, her thoughts surging like the tide, trying to find a familiar clue in the ocean of memory. She thought of the illustrations in the novel, and immediately connected the person in front of her with the characters in the book. Her eyes suddenly widened, and a look of surprise appeared on her face. At that moment, she seemed to see the characters in the book standing in front of her vividly, and the shock made her a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Her breathing became rapid, and her heart was beating wildly in her chest, as if it wanted to break free and burst out. "How could this happen? This is too incredible!" She screamed in her heart, unable to believe the coincidence before her eyes.

She whispered to herself, "What a coincidence! Your name is exactly the same as the cannon fodder prince in the book."

Sima Yao's heart was shocked. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes. There was surprise, which flashed through his eyes like a flash of lightning, instantly breaking his inner peace. There was doubt, which filled his heart like a fog, making him unable to see the situation clearly. There was also a subtle sense of loss, which fell silently in the corner of his heart like fallen leaves in late autumn.

Li Yiru's unintentional words just confirmed that what Gu Nianzhi said at first was not a lie. To them, he was really just a character in the book, not a real person. An inexplicable sense of loneliness surged in his heart, as if he was separated from the world by an invisible film and could not really integrate into it. He felt that everything around him became strange and distant, as if he was a lonely traveler who lost his way in the vast sea of ​​people.

His lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. His throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, and every word was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out. His eyes became dim, and the originally bright eyes were now filled with confusion and helplessness.

Li Yiru continued to look at Sima Yao without disguising. Her eyes were like a strong spotlight, firmly locked on Sima Yao, not missing any details. Unlike the young actors in the entertainment industry today, he did not have such delicate and smooth skin. On the contrary, his skin was baptized by wind and sand, and it looked a little rough and uneven. There might be slight scratches on the skin, or light spots left by the sun, and every imperfection seemed to be telling an unknown story.

But the upright and heroic masculinity that emanates from his body has a kind of magic that moves people's hearts. His standing posture is like a towering mountain, firm and unshakable. His eyes are as deep as the sea, as if they contain endless wisdom and courage. Li Yiru's eyes are full of appreciation and curiosity, that appreciation is like the admiration for a precious work of art, and the curiosity is like a kitten, wanting to explore his inner world through his appearance.

Her eyes were focused and passionate, as if attracted by an invisible force. Her heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, and every beat was accompanied by more curiosity and appreciation for Sima Yao. "What kind of person is he? What kind of experience does he have?" These questions kept circling in her mind, making her unable to extricate herself.