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

Sima Yao's heart was like a storm. He didn't understand why Gu Nianzhi cared about him so much and devoted herself to him. "She could have chosen to leave and save herself. Why did she take the risk for me?" He kept asking himself in his heart, his eyes revealing deep confusion and bewilderment.

Gu Nianzhi bit her lip, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes: "Maybe, this is fate's arrangement." Her lips were bitten slightly white, as if she was trying to restrain the surging emotions in her heart. "Maybe from the beginning when I came to Dasheng and met you, it was fate's guidance that made me unable to ignore you." She said secretly in her heart, with a fearless light flashing in her eyes.

The green light came on and the car started again, but the two were still in a heavy mood. The road ahead was still long and they didn't know how to go on. The car shuttled through the streets of the city, and the night wind blew in through the gaps in the car window, bringing a hint of coolness.

"In fact, when I was in Dasheng, I already considered you a very important person." Sima Yao suddenly said, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of breaking this fragile balance. His heartbeat seemed to speed up at this moment, and he spoke every word carefully.

Sima Yao's mind kept flashing back to the moments he had spent with Gu Nianzhi in Dasheng, the dangers and warm moments they had experienced together. "Her position in my heart has long surpassed that of an ordinary friend." He silently admitted in his heart, his eyes full of tenderness and affection.

Gu Nianzhi was touched, but she still didn't respond. She just drove silently with tears in her eyes. Her heart was full of emotion and contradictions. "I also think you are important, but the future is so confusing, how should we face it?" She held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and her knuckles turned white because of the force.

The radio in the car was playing intermittently, the volume sometimes high, sometimes low, the melody sometimes gentle, sometimes passionate. The music floated in this confined space, drifting like an invisible thread, but it could not dispel the heavy and dense thoughts in Sima Yao's heart like a haze.

Sima Yao sat quietly in the passenger seat, his eyes drifting out the window and sometimes falling on a corner in the car. From the initial shock of this modern world to the complete acceptance of these new things, the time he spent seemed very short, but only he knew the twists and turns and struggles he experienced in his heart.

He withdrew his gaze from the scenes that quickly passed by the car window. Those scenes were like a quickly flipping picture album, but they could hardly leave a deep impression in his heart. His thoughts were still deeply immersed in this dreamlike experience, as if his soul was still wandering between the past and the present. He still remembered the feeling of being at a loss when he first arrived, the feeling of loneliness as if he was abandoned by the whole world. Those new gadgets and fast-paced lifestyles had once been like surging waves, ruthlessly impacting the embankment of his heart, making him feel extremely confused and terrified.

This world of feasting and revelry was so far away from him, but now he was in it. The towering skyscrapers stood like giants between heaven and earth, and the cold glass curtain walls reflected the dazzling sunlight, making him feel dizzy. The flashing neon billboards changed their colorful lights, and every flash seemed to be shouting at him, but he couldn't understand the meaning. The endless stream of vehicles, with sharp horns and billowing smoke, rushed past on the wide road, like a rushing steel torrent, making him feel small and fragile.

Everything that he had never dared to imagine was happening around him. Past events unfolded before him like pictures. He recalled the surprise he felt when he first saw the elevator. That small metal box could actually take people up or down in an instant, as if it had broken the shackles of gravity. At that time, he stared at the tightly closed elevator door with his eyes wide open, his heart filled with fear and curiosity about the unknown. As the elevator slowly rose, his heartbeat accelerated, and the feeling of emptiness under his feet made him hold the handrail tightly, fearing that he would fall into an endless abyss if he let go.

The first time he tasted fast food, he felt uncomfortable. The food was prepared quickly, and although it was convenient and fast, it lost the warmth and taste that food should have. When he took his first bite of the hamburger, the greasy and unfamiliar taste spread in his mouth, which was far from the simple meals he was familiar with. He frowned and tried to swallow it, but in his heart he missed the simple but warm meals at home.

There was also the clumsiness of using a smartphone for the first time. The smooth screen and complex icons made his fingers extremely stiff. He didn't understand why such a small thing could contain so many functions and information. He clicked the screen carefully, and every wrong operation made him feel frustrated and helpless. But the people around him could slide and click skillfully, as if it was an innate ability.

It turned out that he was not dreaming. The previous time he traveled through time, everything that he had mistaken for a dream, was actually real. The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, which shocked him at the magic of this world. The wound seemed to be gently stroked by an invisible big hand, and it instantly recovered as before without leaving a trace. The sweet drink in the transparent bottle, with its rich and diverse flavors and gorgeous packaging, once made him wonder if it was nectar from the fairyland. Gu Nianzhi's tears of worry for him rolled down crystal clear, and every drop seemed to hit his heart. Those fragments that he once thought were just illusions have now become indelible memories in his life, deeply engraved in the depths of his soul.

But Sima Yao couldn't tell how real or fake Gu Nianzhi's feelings for him were. He turned around and looked at Gu Nianzhi who was driving seriously. Her profile flickered under the changing lights outside the car window. Her delicate outline made him feel extremely unfamiliar at this moment.

He looked at her carefully, trying to find a hint of answer from her expression. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she was thinking about something important. Her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the light, and trembled slightly as her eyes blinked. Her high nose bridge had beautiful lines, like a carefully carved work of art. Her lips were slightly pursed, revealing a kind of firmness and concentration. However, these beautiful features combined together made Sima Yao feel an indescribable sense of distance.

Her eyes were focused on the road ahead, and her hands were skillfully controlling the steering wheel, as if she knew every bend and every intersection on the road. Sima Yao couldn't help but think of every little detail since they met, and every moment flashed through his mind.

He remembered the surprise and curiosity that flashed across Gu Nianzhi's eyes when she first saw him. At that time, she was like an explorer who had discovered a new continent, full of desire for the unknown. In the subsequent interactions, she took great care of him, taught him to adapt to this strange world, and solved one problem after another for him. Her smile was like the spring sunshine, warm and bright, able to dispel the haze in his heart.

But sometimes, Sima Yao would catch a trace of confusion and hesitation in her eyes. She would inadvertently fall into deep thought, her eyes becoming deep and complex, as if she was hiding countless secrets in her heart. Whenever this happened, Sima Yao would feel uneasy, he didn't know what she was thinking, and didn't know what position he occupied in her heart.

Sima Yao thought to himself, does she really care about me, or is she just doing it out of sympathy or responsibility? If she is sincere, why is she sometimes so distant to me? If she is not sincere, why does she give so much for me? The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt. It was as if there was a tangled mess in his heart that he couldn't sort out.

Sima Yao took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He told himself not to let his imagination run wild. Maybe Gu Nianzhi was just a little tired and upset because of the pressure from work or life. But another voice sounded in his heart, reminding him not to be confused by the surface phenomenon and to stay alert.

The car sped along the road, and the night scene of the city passed by quickly outside the window. Sima Yao looked at the prosperity outside the car window, but felt extremely lonely in his heart. This world was full of unknowns and challenges for him, and Gu Nianzhi was his only support in this vast sea of ​​people. But now, he had doubts about this support, which made him feel extremely confused and helpless.

He glanced at Gu Nianzhi secretly, and an impulse surged in his heart. He wanted to ask her what her feelings for him were. But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. He was afraid of hearing an answer that would disappoint him, and afraid that their relationship would be broken because of it.

Sima Yao sighed helplessly, turned his head, and looked out the window again. At this time, gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night sky, and the colorful lights illuminated the entire city. But this beautiful scene could not dispel the haze in his heart. His mood was still heavy, as if a huge rock was pressing on him.

The car continued to move forward, and Sima Yao's thoughts kept churning with the wheels. He didn't know what was waiting for them in the future, and he didn't know where his relationship with Gu Nianzhi would go. In this world full of unknowns and variables, he felt like a lonely boat drifting in the sea, losing his direction and could only go with the flow.

"Have you ever? This is like a journey. Just you and me." Sima Yao spoke, his voice a little abrupt in the quiet car. His voice trembled slightly, with a hint of urgency and expectation, as if these words were squeezed out from the depths of his soul. His eyes were fixed on Gu Nianzhi, his eyes were fiery and focused, trying to catch even the slightest response from her expression.

The air in the car seemed to freeze instantly, and Sima Yao's heart beat like a rapid drumbeat. His eyes were fixed on Gu Nianzhi's face, not missing any of her subtle changes in expression. He saw that Gu Nianzhi seemed to be moved by his words. Her lips trembled slightly, and that momentary tremor was like a petal blown by the breeze, gentle and short. There was a subtle fluctuation in her eyes, like a ripple suddenly appearing on a calm lake, which was subtle but broke the original tranquility. But soon, that slight fluctuation disappeared like a shooting star, and her expression returned to calm, as if everything just now was just Sima Yao's illusion.

"Is there still a chance for the two of us?" Sima Yao directly asked the question in his mind. This question had been lingering in his mind for a long time, like a beast trapped in a cage, constantly colliding with his heart. Now, he finally broke through all his concerns, letting the beast break free and blurt out the answer. His voice echoed in the small space, with resolute courage and deep uneasiness.

Gu Nianzhi was hesitant and did not answer. Her hands unconsciously clenched the steering wheel, her knuckles slightly white from the force, and the blue veins were faintly visible under her fair skin. She could feel Sima Yao's fiery gaze, but she did not dare to turn her head, did not dare to meet the eyes full of expectation and doubt. Her eyes were still looking straight ahead, as if she did not dare to meet Sima Yao's eyes, for fear that once they met, her inner struggle and contradiction would be exposed to him.

If she had stayed in this world, maybe she would have the courage to be with Sima Yao. She recalled every moment she had spent with Sima Yao, his warm smiles, his caring eyes, and the close ties they had made in difficult times. Every moment was like a bright gem, embedded in the depths of her memory. However, Sima Yao was not from the same world as her, so how could she make a promise? Her heart was filled with contradictions and struggles.

On the one hand, she did have an inseparable feeling for Sima Yao. His sincerity, kindness and bravery were like a beacon in the darkness, illuminating her world. Whenever she felt tired and helpless, she would rekindle her strength by thinking of Sima Yao's firm support and encouragement. She remembered that they walked on the street together, sharing an ice cream, and the sweet taste still lingered in her heart; she remembered the birthday surprise Sima Yao carefully prepared for her, the room full of balloons and warm candlelight, which made her feel happier than ever before.

On the other hand, she knew clearly that the gap between them was so huge. They came from different backgrounds, with different experiences and values. The world Sima Yao lived in was ancient and mysterious, and incompatible with the modern society she was familiar with. She was worried that as time went by, this difference would gradually magnify and become an unbridgeable gap. Moreover, the future was full of too many uncertainties. She didn't know whether Sima Yao could really adapt to this world, and whether he could give up everything for her. She was afraid that once a promise was made, it would not be fulfilled in the end, which would bring deeper harm to each other.