Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Actually, living alone in a farmhouse courtyard isn't that hard.

Although there were no servants attending to him, Gu Yao arranged everything very well.

Every day, people from the town's restaurants would deliver three meals to Xi Yue, taking care of his diet.

The aunt next door would bring Xi Yue the medicine she had prepared.

Gu Yao even arranged for servants from the estate to take care of bathing and changing clothes.

Xi Yue would stroll around the courtyard whenever he had nothing to do.

Every day is either eating and sleeping, or sleeping and eating.

They finally got to rest up to their heart's content, making up for the rest they hadn't had in the previous ten years.

I've only ever experienced the feeling of having someone by my side; being alone is always a bit lonely.

Thinking of Gu Yao, Xi Yue felt a pang of longing for him.

It also brings back those pointless gossips. Reflecting on them and chewing them over in my mind, I can find some amusement and even a touch of sweetness.

He really missed those strange tales that usually didn't interest him at all.

I wonder what that scholar will do once he finds out his wife is a fox spirit.

Xi Yue sighed.

Three days have passed, and I wonder when the young master will come back to finish the story?

As Xi Yue strolled to the courtyard gate as usual, he heard a distant shout.

“A-Jiu—”

Xi Yue thought he had misheard, but the voice grew closer and closer, finally stopping in front of him with panting.

Gu Yao ran over and was a little tired. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and calmed his breathing before speaking.

"Ajiu, I'll finish telling you the rest of the story. I can stay here for three days this time, so please don't find me annoying."

The boy ran towards them, bringing with him a gentle breeze, carrying the unique scents of spikenard and rice paddies, which stirred his heart for no reason.

Hearing the boy's voice, Xi Yue felt his heart, which had been wavering for days, settle down, bringing him some joy.

It felt as if a missing piece in my heart had been filled, and a wave of joy washed over me, gently breaking through the ice that had frozen my heart.

Xi Yue then realized how much she cared about the young master.

He felt his heart pounding in his chest, each beat clearly telling Xi Yue what was happening.

He was in love with the young master.

Every jump is an expression of joy.

The turmoil in his heart made him want to say something passionate to the young man, but he suppressed it.

Wait, wait.

Wait until his crisis is over, wait until his eyesight is restored.

Wait until... the young master falls for him.

He suddenly really wanted to see what the young master looked like.

What will young people be like?

Is it something precious and valuable?

Or is it round and cute?

Or perhaps a talented and elegant person?

No matter how much Xi Yue wanted to see Gu Yao's appearance, his eyes had only recovered to the point where he could barely perceive light.

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Xi Yue remained calm and put on a gentle smile.

Don't scare people away.

"I won't find Ah Sheng annoying. Ah Sheng can tell me the story from last time tonight."

Gu Yao smiled and said, "Okay."

*

Days passed by like this, and the village remained peaceful and tranquil.

The villagers work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

Having lived here for some time, Xi Yue has developed a sense of tranquility and peace.

Sometimes I long for this tranquility and peace, but what I can't let go of the most is still that person.

His eyesight had improved considerably, and he could now make out blurry figures. He knew it was time to make his move and leave.

But he wanted to wait until his eyes could see things clearly again.

He wanted to see what the young master looked like.

Just one glance is enough, just one glance... is fine too.

A month and a half has passed, and Hangzhou is gradually entering winter.

The weather this year seems unusually cold, with frost appearing early in the morning. As the temperature rises at midday, the frost and ice melt away, taking away the rare warmth of these days.

Xi Yue, wearing the mink cloak that Gu Yao had sent a few days ago, sat by the window and felt a chill.

Xi Yue had already explored the courtyard thoroughly. He knew that looking out the window from this direction would give him a perfect view of the courtyard gate.

A few days ago was the agreed-upon day, but Gu Yao caught a cold due to the cooler weather and sent someone to deliver the message.

I wonder if his cold has gotten better yet.

Xi Yue felt uneasy thinking about the young master's suppressed cough during their last meeting.

The young master seems to be unwell. I wonder if we can bring him to the capital and have him examined by the imperial physicians.

It's been seven days since I last saw the young master.

I wonder what became of that top scholar and his daughter afterward.

Every time Gu Yao came, he would tell Xi Yue a story, but he would always leave a little bit of it for himself.

It's as if they're deliberately keeping someone in suspense.

Xi Yue had also asked Gu Yao, but Gu Yao smiled slyly, his clear, youthful voice carrying a hint of mischief.

"The point is to keep Ajiu thinking about the story, so that Ajiu will keep thinking about me."

Even though it wasn't a love confession, Xi Yue suddenly felt her face flush.

He pretended to be nonchalant, coughed twice, and said in a serious tone, "Even without these stories, I would still think of Ah Sheng."

Gu Yao smiled sweetly, but her heart remained completely unmoved.

Believe it or not.

Thinking of this, Xi Yue sighed softly.

We've really messed up.

I've missed you terribly after just a few days apart.

Xi Yue was lost in thought when the autumn wind blew as evening approached, raising goosebumps on his neck and making him shiver.

Pulling his cloak tighter, Xi Yue heard a gust of wind whistling past, rustling the fallen leaves in the courtyard, a sound that was particularly clear in the quiet little courtyard.

Smoke rose from the neighboring farmhouse.

It's the warmth and life of everyday people.

This only made Xi Yue's solitary state seem even more pitiful.

It seems the young master won't be coming today either.

Xi Yue was slightly disappointed, but more worried.

The illness is slowly receding, and I don't know when we'll see each other again.

Xi Yue raised his hand and closed the window. On the table was a food box containing dinner.

Gu Yao paid generously, and the food was prepared with care by the restaurant's chef, making it a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate.

But without that person by his side to amuse and entertain, even the most delicious food tasted bland to Xi Yue.

After barely eating half of it, Xi Yue put down her chopsticks.

Now that he is blind, Xi Yue can't do anything else and can only go to bed early.

The night is long, and I don't know how to get through it.

Xi Yue inexplicably developed the illusion that she was a lonely, resentful woman confined to her boudoir.

Now she lives alone in her empty room.

Amused by his own thoughts, Xi Yue shook his head and walked towards the bed.

*

It was already past noon, and autumn days are short, so Gu Yao still begged Old Master Fan to let him come out.

He was young and had been frail and sickly since childhood, so he always received more pity from his family.

When faced with those innocent eyes, Old Master Fan would always give in and let Gu Yao go.

Tears welled in the corners of her drooping eyes, making her slightly childish face appear even more innocent.

With a hint of pleading in his tone, who could refuse his request?

Grandpa Fan sighed as he watched Gu Yao's carefree figure disappear into the distance, stroking his beard. He thought to himself, "He really does get more soft-hearted as he gets older."

Gu Yao hurried to the courtyard before it got completely dark, and waved to his servant to go to the nearby Fan Family Manor to rest for the night.

He tiptoed into the courtyard, but didn't see any lights on inside, assuming that Xi Yue had already gone to bed early.

He's never been a peaceful person to begin with, and seeing such a perfect atmosphere for causing trouble, he couldn't suppress his mischievous urges.

0529, oblivious to the romantic implications, said, "Host, he's not asleep."

Gu Yao's smile deepened as he touched his chin.

"I know, sleeping together isn't how you build rapport, it's just for fun, okay?"

0529 deeply felt the complexity of human nature, so I quietly muted my microphone.

Gu Yao crept into the room, his movements light, but he couldn't avoid Xi Yue's ears.

A rustling sound is unacceptable to any person with malicious intent.

The young master probably still feels pretty good about himself.

He was wide awake, and from the moment Gu Yao reached the door, he already knew who had entered.

He was most familiar with the young master's pace.

Since the young master wants to scare him, let's see who gets scared first.

He lay on the bed, quietly waiting for the young master to "walk into the tiger's den".

Gu Yao became more and more excited as he got closer to the bedside, and even his breathing became heavy and slow.

The thought that Xi Yue, who was usually calm and composed, was so frightened by him that he jumped out of bed.

He will get furious and might even scream.

That scene, just thinking about it makes me happy.

Just as those "evil hands" were about to touch Xi Yue, Xi Yue suddenly opened his eyes.

Under the moonlight, Xi Yue's face was deathly pale and eerie. His eyes were wide open, and because he was blind, they were unfocused, making him look like a hanged ghost who was about to take his life.

Startled by the vengeful look, Gu Yao took a step back, but tripped on the footrest and fell backward.

Gu Yao looked terrified, feeling that his life was about to end.

At the critical moment, Xi Yue grabbed her wrist and pressed her back onto the bed.

All that could be heard was Xi Yue's teasing remark, "Oh, whose little fox is this, trying to drain my life force?"

Gu Yao was completely dazed when he was pinned to the bed.

Upon hearing Xi Yue's slightly teasing words, his face flushed even more.

His sickly face now has some healthy-looking redness.

Gu Yao knew that Xi Yue must have discovered him long ago; he didn't look like he had just woken up at all.

Now he is being held down and unable to move.

Stealing chickens will not lose rice.

Gu Yao felt a surge of frustration upon realizing this.

Xi Yue pressed one arm against his shoulder and neck, and one leg pinned his legs together. His wrists were also pinned to the headboard by Xi Yue's other hand.

In this predicament where he could neither advance nor retreat, he did not engage in any futile resistance, but instead yielded to his will.

"Ajiu, I was wrong."

Xi Yue felt helpless as the person who had just dared to scare him admitted his mistake so quickly.

In particular, the boy's clear voice carried a hint of flattery, making it seem somewhat soft, which made it even harder for Xi Yue to be ruthless.

He could almost picture the boy's bright eyes staring at him, a hint of cunning in them, gleaming in the moonlight.

The boy was blatantly trying to get him to let him go, but Xi Yue was helpless and could only indulge him.

Although he thought this in his heart, Xi Yue still put on an unmoved expression on his face.

After all, there's always a chance to get some benefits.

"Oh? What did Ah Sheng do wrong?"

Regardless of whether Xi Yue could see it or not, Gu Yao smiled ingratiatingly, "I shouldn't have scared Ajiu. I'll make her white jujube cake tomorrow as an apology, okay?"

White jade jujube cake?

The young master made the white jade jujube cake himself!

Kiss! Hands! Do it!

? !

Hearing this apology, Xi Yue was satisfied.

He understands the principle that too much of a good thing is bad.

Plan slowly and deliberately before taking action.

Although I secretly wished for an even more outrageous apology, now is not the time.

Xi Yue rolled off Gu Yao and lay down on the inside, still holding Gu Yao's hand.

Gu Yao: "..." Why aren't you letting go?!

"This apology is barely acceptable. Ah Sheng, you must make it for me by hand tomorrow."

Xi Yue also specifically emphasized "personally".

Gu Yao smiled slyly, pretending not to understand.

"Of course I'll do it. Ajiu can't move around easily these days."

Xi Yue: "..." I hate that you're such a blockhead.

Gu Yao's comment about his inconvenience completely shut them down, ruining any romantic atmosphere between them.

The culprit, however, remains completely unaware.

Gu Yao rolled halfway on the warm couch, quickly got up, took off his outer robe and cloak, and wrapped himself completely in the quilt without any hesitation.

Having just recovered from an illness and having traveled along bumpy village roads, Gu Yao was already exhausted.

If it weren't for his desire to cause trouble, he would have fallen asleep long ago.

He yawned, his voice groggy, "I'll make white jade date cake for Ajiu tomorrow."

Before he could finish speaking, his soft breathing could already be heard.

The night was long, and in the end, only Xi Yue tossed and turned.