Traveling through Thailand

"Is this question so difficult to answer? Why do you have to think about it for so long?"

Xiao Yi didn't want to lie to him, but he was afraid he'd be scared if he told him the truth. After all, he knew his primary mission in this world was to stay close to the protagonists. If he told him this, would he be scared and stay away from him?

He was struggling inside.

In Sky's eyes, his behavior was a refusal to answer the question.

Sky's expectant eyes gradually dimmed: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. I won't ask."

When Xiao saw his aggrieved, disappointed, and sad look, a small gap appeared on his tightly pursed lips: "Sky, if you see me drinking in the future, stay away from me."

"???" Not understanding the meaning of this sentence, Sky looked at him puzzledly.

"You must remember this firmly in your mind. If I accidentally drink something with alcohol in it, you must immediately get away from me. Don't stay around me."

"why?"

"Anyway, you should keep this in mind."

Sky's doubts deepened.

Xiao Yi leaned back on the soft pillow, looking outside. "He's very dangerous. I wonder if you noticed how many people died that day." Then he looked away and decided to say something cryptic: "Sky doesn't want to wake up one day and find you lying on the ground, dead."

Sky's eyes pierced Xiao Yi's earnest expression. It was the first time he'd seen him speak so seriously. In the past, when they'd discussed things, it always felt like it was just a suggestion, and the decision was up to them. But this time, he could clearly sense the firmness in his words. Subconsciously, he took this matter to heart, leaving a deep impression.

"Okay, I promise. If I ever see you drunk, I'll stay away from you immediately."

"Ah."

There was another silence.

When Sky thought that today would pass like this, Xiao Yi spoke again: "I don't know why I saved you at that time." Normally speaking, in that situation, your chance of survival is zero.

After adding that sentence in his mind, he spoke again: "But I am sure that in that situation, I would never put you in danger."

Sky felt warm at heart after hearing this answer. Although it was not stated directly, it indirectly made it clear that he had always lived under his protection.

"Any time?"

"Any time."

"What if you get married in the future?"

"I probably won't get married in my lifetime."

"why?"

Xiao Yiyao looked at the distant scenery outside the window and said softly, "A new life will soon appear in the family. It doesn't matter whether I get married or have offspring."

"What about uncle and aunt?"

"They all know."

"Then." Can I assume that you did this because of me?

Sky thought so, rubbing his fingers across the pages of the book.

But the next sentence made Sky unable to believe whether he had heard it wrong.

"Sky, I don't know what it's like to love someone." He stroked his beating heart. "This heart hasn't experienced any major ups and downs since I was born." He lived in the previous world for too long, so long that he even doubted his own survival. Standing at the pinnacle of the world, he emerged from a life of killing, choosing to retreat when it was time for him to dominate the world of cultivation. He found a small, inconspicuous Taoist temple and retraced his path of cultivation, spending countless years to completely conceal his murderous aura.

By this time, he had also climbed to the highest position in the Taoist temple. He would occasionally complain that he was too good at surviving, having sent away eighteen temple owners, and in the end he could only choose the tallest one among the short ones, and he was the one who got the chance.

I remember when he was asked to take over, rumors circulated within the temple: "Do you know how the 29th head of Gou Dao Temple was chosen?" Actually, it was because he was the oldest in the temple, and because of his deep affection for Gou Dao Temple, he was given the position. They said he was almost old enough, and even if he took the position, he wouldn't last long. Given their declining temple, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Later, he served as the headmaster for 100 years, and his disciples changed waves. Because they were not very talented, they were only 10 to 20 years older than ordinary people. When the second disciple started recruiting the third disciple, an immortal came from outside.

As soon as he arrived, he declared that this place would belong to his sect. Under his powerful oppression, his disciples were angry, but there was nothing they could do. After all, this is how the world is. If you have no ability or skills, you will be exploited and oppressed.

Xiao Yi, who had been staying in the house peacefully, had sensed the man's presence before he arrived. He hadn't wanted to get involved, but when he heard the man bluntly declare that this place would from now on be the territory of their Jianjiao sect and that they wanted to drive out the cannon fodder he had raised for decades, he decided to teach him a lesson.

When he appeared in front of the disciples, the master was stunned, and the disciples were also stunned.

"Who is he? How did he get out of that room?"

"I don't know? I've never seen it."

The older generation of disciples couldn't believe the man who appeared before them, and asked in shock: "Master? You're still alive?"

"Master? Isn't the Master Taoist Xiaocao?"

The immortal who came here looked at the person, scanned him up and down, and could not see his cultivation level, so he thought that he was just an ordinary person.

"We, the Jianjiao sect, want this place. You and them should leave here immediately. Otherwise, if something happens later, it will not be my fault."

Xiao Yi knew his realm with just a glance. But to him, who had once stood at the pinnacle, he was just another one of the minions. A flash of sword light passed, and the immortal, still pondering how to build this place, was torn apart. As his soul left his body, he reached out and crushed him amidst his screams and pleas for mercy.

The people below were stunned as they watched the scene of killing people and destroying their souls, unable to react for a while.

"Clean it up." After leaving this sentence, Xiao Yi returned to the room to continue resting.

Recalling his life in the cultivation world, Xiao Yi regained his composure and continued, "Coming here, I'm learning how to live like a normal person. How to make friends, how to use gentle means to resolve disputes between classmates."

"you..."

"I imitate others when I interact with them. I'm very grateful to have met you in this country. I've learned a lot from you. How to get along with friends, how to make friends, and how to approach those who are truly close to you."

In his previous life, he often resorted to silencing witnesses to resolve incidents, but now he's changed dramatically. If he were to encounter the man he is now, fresh out of this world, he'd be amazed. He couldn't believe that someone who only knew how to resolve things with force had learned to solve them the way ordinary people do.

"So, is your kindness to me also learned?"

"Yes. From the moment we first met, I observed the actions of those around me, their different attitudes towards each person. You were the only one in the entire classroom who treated others with genuine sincerity." Of course, what caught his attention was his status as one of the protagonists of this world. However, as time passed, and after entering college, the aura of a protagonist in him faded. Especially towards the end of last semester, the last glimmer of that protagonist radiance vanished.

"I see." Sky only then understood why he always gave off a low aura in crowded places. His expression of keeping strangers away made many people only dare to deliver things to his desk.

"I always thought it was because we were deskmates that you were more tolerant of me than others." He remembered cleaning up the overflowing snacks together, and the letters of confession. She also stood by him to protect him when he was in danger, and it was then that he developed an interest in martial arts. Thinking back on the subsequent incidents with the scumbag, his life was filled with Yi's presence.

But now he said that taking care of himself was a way for him to learn how to be a normal person. So could he consider these past few years of being together to be fake, a casual affair? As soon as this thought arose, it entangled his sensitive heart like a magic thread.

His heart told him he was wrong. Yi was definitely not that kind of person, because no matter how much someone studied or acted, they wouldn't risk their life for acting. But he had said it himself, so how could he explain it?

At this moment, Sky was confused, entangled, painful and helpless.

"Sky, although I am learning how to get along with others, every moment I am with you comes from the heart."

Sky stared at the man before him, expressionlessly expressing his true thoughts. He stared for a long time, wondering if it was an illusion. He seemed to see sadness in those eyes. But upon closer inspection, his gaze remained as firm and honest as ever.

Sky thought he had seen it wrong, but when he saw his hands tightly grasping the quilt, the dark thread entangled in his heart instantly broke free.

Sky clenched his hand, veins throbbing from exertion, and looked into Xiao Yi's eyes. He wanted to convey his firm decision into his dark and deep eyes, and use his tiny beam of light to pierce the darkness beneath them.

"Yi, no matter what happens in the future, or even if we encounter a dangerous incident like this, can you please let me stay by your side forever?"

"Aren't you always by my side now?"

Sky shook his head: "What we are doing can only be described as mutual help between friends."

Xiao Yi didn't understand what the difference was.

"Although people outside think we are together, we know that this is just an excuse for the outside world."

Sky's words reached his ears word by word. Xiao Yi felt his heartbeat change inexplicably, and a sense of anticipation welled up in his heart.

As expected, Xiao Yi heard the words that made his face change noticeably: "Let's confirm the rumors."

"From now on, we will always be together."

Xiao Yi froze in his place, his mind racing: Aren't we just good friends? How did we become lovers? Why isn't my heart beating? Shouldn't I have firmly rejected this? Why is there this sweet feeling deep inside?

According to his previous approach to this situation, he should have addressed the source directly. But now the source was Sky, and killing him was absolutely impossible. So how would a normal person handle this? One would agree, the other would refuse, and then end with something like, "I treat you like a brother, and you actually want to sleep with me."

His brain worked quickly and he came up with a solution. Xiao Yi decided to reject him, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't utter the word "reject".

Sky, who had been waiting for a response, was very nervous, so nervous that Xiao Yi could feel the sweat in his palms.

When he saw Sky suddenly smile, he realized what he had agreed to.