Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

Gao Yan's words left Wen Yuan stunned.

"Don't feel burdened by what I just said. These are my thoughts and have nothing to do with you. Whatever choice you make is your right."

In modern terms, he doesn't want to resort to "moral kidnapping" and he is willing to impress Wen Yuan with his sincerity.

Wen Yuan does not need to bear his own fate, but he will keep working hard.

As for how long it would take, Gao Yan had no idea.

However, he had no way out, and the only person he was obsessed with was Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan's slender fingers stroked the wall of the coffee cup, his face a little solemn, and his originally calm mood now became a little complicated.

Gao Yan's words gave her some room to maneuver and didn't push her too hard, but still put pressure on her.

She probably knew the purpose of Gao Yan's visit.

"So, you've bound yourself to the system, and your mission is to capture me?"

She wanted to ask this question when they first met, because Wen Yuan could not think of any other possibility except the system.

Gao Yan looked puzzled. "System? What kind of system?"

He knew that there were many system classifications in this world, such as operating systems, human body systems, and computer systems, but he didn't understand which one Wen Yuan was referring to.

And what did she mean by "gong tactic"? Gao Yan had only heard of travel gong tactic and game dungeon gong tactic.

He originally wanted to hide his incompetence, but unexpectedly, Wen Yuan broke through his false modern appearance with just two words.

On the other hand, Wen Yuan’s thoughts were completely different from Gao Yan’s.

She tried to find a flaw in Gao Yan's face, but he really seemed to have no idea what system he was referring to.

At this time, the waiter brought the food, temporarily interrupting the game between the two.

Afternoon tea is nothing more than small cakes, drinks and macarons. It is not original but it can't go wrong.

Gao Yan wasn't interested in desserts. He watched Wen Yuan finish a green macaron and smiled. "It looks delicious," he said. "I'll pack it up and bring it to Xiaochuan later."

Wen Yuan was not hungry. After drinking half a cup of coffee, he felt full.

The sun is shining outside the window, shining on the green leaves and casting spots of light.

Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the light spots sway irregularly, which is very comfortable to watch.

Gao Yan leaned back in his chair contentedly, enjoying the rare tranquility.

Wen Yuan was about to leave when Gao Yan suddenly asked:

"Ayuan, did you and Xingyao come to Taifeng because you were bound to the system?"

In just a quarter of an hour, Gao Yan had grasped the essence of Wen Yuan's words.

His ability to draw inferences from one instance made Wen Yuan tremble.

Instead of solving his mystery, he almost got himself involved.

Wen Yuan neither admitted nor denied it.

She didn't want to lie.

Seeing that Wen Yuan didn't say anything, Gao Yan tactfully didn't ask any further questions.

Ten minutes later, the two walked out of the restaurant.

Gao Yan was holding a takeout bag in his hand, which made Wen Yuan take a few more glances.

As far as she knew, neither of the brothers had a sweet tooth.

"I have a greedy little cat at home, so I brought it back for him to eat," Gao Yan explained.

"You have a cat?"

"……right."

"Cats can't eat too much sweets, as they are prone to diarrhea." Wen Yuan reminded subconsciously.

Gao Yan looked down at her and felt that she had not changed over the years and was still so kind.

"Okay, I'll ask him to eat less when we get home."

Gao Yan drove very steadily, and this time he was not as serious as before. He would occasionally chat with Wen Yuan.

After meeting Gao Yan again and again, Wen Yuan has gradually accepted the fact that he has come to the modern era.

Escape is not the solution, facing the problem head-on is Wen Yuan’s style.

When they arrived at the set, Wen Yuan got out of the car. She was actually a little worried that Gao Yan would go in with them. She was afraid that Gao Yan's appearance would affect Ji Xingyao's condition.

Fortunately, Gao Yan did not make any requests. He just stood quietly by the car and watched Wen Yuan leave.

After Wen Yuan disappeared inside the replica palace wall, Gao Yan turned to look at the pink cheering food truck.

A figure ran out of the car, wearing a black T-shirt, a black baseball cap, and a black mask, his whole body covered tightly.

"Brother, let's go." Gao Yu lowered his voice.

The two got in the car, Gao Yan turned the car around, and the black Jaguar quickly drove away from the crew.

Gao Yu took off his mask only after passing a traffic light.

"How are your eyes? Do they hurt?" Gao Yan asked.

"It doesn't hurt."

There was a moment of silence in the car; this topic was a bit heavy.

There is no pain or itching, the eyesight suddenly becomes blind, and then recovers within a certain period of time. It is highly likely that modern medicine cannot cure it.

"Brother, you should also be careful." Gao Yu broke the silence.

"Ah."

The Jaguar drove onto the highway, Gao Yan stepped on the accelerator, and sped away.

Arriving in Hai City, Gao Yan drove directly into the most upscale private ophthalmology hospital in Hai City.

He had made an appointment with a doctor before coming.

Private hospitals provide attentive service. Based on the principle that customers are God, every staff member has a friendly professional smile on their face.

All the instruments and equipment in this hospital are the latest domestic models, and the doctor gave Gao Yu a very detailed examination.

In the diagnosis room, the attending doctor looked at the examination report and said:

"Mr. Gao has 300 degrees of myopia and a little astigmatism. My suggestion is that he get a pair of glasses. I'd also prescribe a bottle of eye drops and use them three times a day to keep his eyes moist."

"Will he suddenly become blind?" Gao Yan asked.

Hearing him say this, the doctor lowered his head and read the examination report again: "Mr. Gao's eyes are normal. If there is no external force, he will not suddenly go blind."

Gao Yan and Gao Yu looked at each other and understood what was going on.

"Does Mr. Gao need glasses?" asked the doctor.

"Ah."

The nurse took Gao Yu to choose glasses, and Gao Yan walked to the smoking area outside the hospital.

"Ding."

The black lighter emitted an orange flame, the tobacco was lit, and wisps of white smoke came out.

Gao Yan played with the fuselage casually, turning it into a beautiful arc.

He doesn't have a heavy smoking habit and only smokes one when he's upset.

The lighter in his hand was given to him by Yuan Chongqing, director of the Air Traffic Control Bureau, and he has been using it until now.

After finishing one cigarette, Gao Yan lit a second one.

When Gao Yu came out after getting his glasses fitted, he saw a circle of cigarette holders in the ashtray beside Gao Yan.

"Smoke less. Didn't the doctor say I'm fine?"

Gao Yu took out the half-burned cigarette that Gao Yan was holding between his fingers and helped him put it out in the ashtray.

"Don't go to Linshi anymore."

"Brother, are you kidding? Xingyao is in Lin City, how can I not go?" Gao Yu didn't care.

"I'm afraid something will happen to you."

Gao Yu's cold attacks occur once every seven days, and with the time bomb of blindness added to it, how can Gao Yan feel at ease?

"I'm fine, really. By the way, brother, the glasses I just got fitted for are so much clearer now. Modern technology is truly full of surprises."

Gao Yu changed the subject.

They know very well that just because something is not talked about doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

"Let's go back. I bought a gift for Xiaochuan. You can't keep the desserts you brought back in the car forever."

Gao Yan was silent all the way, and Gao Yu lowered the brim of his hat and closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.