Indeed, Hui took only five minutes to reach the haunted house entrance, with Tianye hiding behind a tomb outside, watching Hui rush in, out of breath.
At this moment, Si Xiaoshuang had already walked back and forth in the haunted house several times, unable to find an exit. She was surrounded by terrifying ghosts, nearly fainting. But she still firmly believed someone would come to rescue her, trying to keep her eyes open and her mind clear.
Hui, upon entering, saw the corpses at the entrance, finding them horrifying. But he couldn’t care about that now; he had to find Si Xiaoshuang.
Hui walked into the haunted house, shouting the names of Si Xiaoshuang and Tianye. His voice swirled throughout the haunted house before reaching Si Xiaoshuang, who was close to breaking down.
Si Xiaoshuang heard it – Hui’s voice.
She suddenly came to her senses, shouting loudly, “Brother Hui, where are you?” Si Xiaoshuang was like grabbing a lifeline, calling Hui’s name with all her might.
Hui ran towards the voice. After turning a few corners, he suddenly saw Si Xiaoshuang, a petite girl standing helplessly beside a corpse, crying.
Si Xiaoshuang saw Hui arrive, wiped the tears from her face, and ran towards him.
Si Xiaoshuang threw herself into Hui’s arms, burying her head tightly in his chest, crying and saying, “Hui, you’ve finally come. I thought I’d never see you again, I…” Then she burst into tears again.
Hui also held Si Xiaoshuang tightly, comforting her head with his hand, breathing heavily, “It’s okay, it’s okay, I’m here.”
The two held each other tightly. With Hui by her side, Si Xiaoshuang was no longer afraid. She even started acting coquettishly, patting Hui’s chest, not wanting him to leave her again.
Hui held Si Xiaoshuang tightly, saying deeply, “No, no, I’ll never leave you again.”
The two flirting in this underworld was quite bold, but also touching, perhaps even moving every corpse present.
Suddenly, with a loud bang, a stone door on the side of the haunted house opened. Moonlight and a dazzling candlelight instantly shot in, accompanied by a voice saying, “Congratulations, congratulations.”
Hui looked carefully and saw that the side door was actually the entrance of the haunted house, not some king of hell’s palace. He put down Si Xiaoshuang and pulled her arm to go out.
If Hui hadn’t remembered Si Xiaoshuang’s preferences and bought her a mud monkey, would Si Xiaoshuang feel more gratitude and understanding of Hui’s thoughtfulness? If Hui hadn’t painfully given up his love and blessed Si Xiaoshuang and Tianye’s happiness at the restaurant, would Si Xiaoshuang discover Hui’s profound wisdom? If Hui hadn’t written those six large characters “Si Xiaoshuang, I love you” on the beach, would Si Xiaoshuang be moved and know that Hui is a romantic person who deeply loves her? If Hui hadn’t appeared when Si Xiaoshuang needed someone most in the haunted house, would she still put him first?
This world is so large that Meiyou has lived under Tianye’s feet for so many years, yet he cannot see; this world is so small that whenever Si Xiaoshuang needs care, Hui always appears first.
After Si Xiaoshuang and Hui got together, if Tianye were to play with them as before, it would always feel somewhat awkward, and he would feel like something was missing.
Every time Tianye smiled and saw Si Xiaoshuang and Hui off at the resort entrance, watching them walk far away before turning to walk alone to the seaside, standing on the beach and gazing at the boundless sea, Tianye would feel a glimmer of hope suddenly emerging in this vast ocean, excitedly watching them and calling out, feeling particularly happy.
However, after a few horn blasts, those ships would mercilessly disappear from Tianye’s sight, leaving him ultimately unfulfilled.
Tianye would say nothing, do nothing, just stand there and continue looking.
“Young Master,” someone called behind Tianye, and it was Hui.
Tianye suddenly turned around, looking behind him, hoping that each turn would reveal what he most desperately sought.
Tianye was stunned, then forced a smile and walked towards Hui, “Why are you two back? Weren’t you going to see the active volcano?”
They seemed to have abandoned all their sorrow and concerns, all immersed in this grand yet narrow sea area, indulging, shouting, playing, with happy laughter scattered in the seawater, finally disappearing into the horizon.
Tianye, at that moment, was happy.
One could only say that he had given up on Meiyu.
If Meiyu’s name were to disappear into the horizon like their laughter, then who would be Tianye Young Master’s destiny?
Chapter Thirty-Two (1)
From the initial master-servant and fiancée relationship when Tianye, Si Xiaoshuang, and Hui landed on the Hawaiian island, to later Si Xiaoshuang’s hesitation, Hui and Tianye Young Master’s brotherly bond, and then to Si Xiaoshuang and Hui’s deep love, Tianye’s loneliness, and now the three of them returning to their original relationship of friends who play and advance together.
Tianye no longer had his domineering arrogance, Si Xiaoshuang no longer had her princess-like pride, and Hui no longer had his servant-like timidity.
The roles had long since changed, but their emotions had only grown deeper.
Although Tianye had known Hui for over ten years and was familiar with everything about him, only recently did Tianye feel they had become friends, truly getting to know Hui and discovering that the usually respectful and modest Hui was actually an excellent man.
Initially, Tianye didn’t want to have any connection with Si Xiaoshuang, not wanting this young lady to enter his world. Tianye believed such a princess was just an empty document to him; he only wanted Meiyu.
But Meiyu had left.
But Si Xiaoshuang had appeared.
Si Xiaoshuang’s words at Meiyu’s grave still echoed in Tianye’s ears – a girl willing to be someone’s shadow for the person she loves, taking care of Tianye and giving him happiness, couldn’t be a decaying young lady. This was why Tianye was willing to give Si Xiaoshuang a chance to know him.
Bringing her to Hawaii was entirely Tianye’s carefully planned love destination. He felt that by doing this, he was fulfilling Si Xiaoshuang and Hui’s love.
But Tianye had become indifferent to everything.
In the vast top presidential suite, advanced luxury equipment was neatly arranged. The beautiful skylight was half-open, with sunlight slanting through the window lines. In the middle of the room, the bed was messy, clothes scattered on the floor, and a crumpled blanket draped over Tianye, who lay sideways on the bed.
It was noon, the sun high in the sky, but Tianye was still sleeping soundly.
At this moment, a sharp sound of leather shoes hitting the stairs could be heard, growing closer to Tianye’s room before disappearing, then turning into an urgent knocking.
“Bang… Bang… Bang” – the knocking was urgent and loud, as if something extremely important required Tianye.
Tianye continued to sleep lazily, not hearing the knocking.
The visitor took out a prepared key, opened the door, glanced in, and walked in softly.
It was the director of the Tianzu Hawaiian Resort, who carefully approached Tianye’s bed, hesitating before attempting to wake him.
“Young Master, Young Master, wake up. The chairman called…
The resort director, looking tough but meek before Tianye, held the chairman’s phone, gently patting Tianye’s shoulder with soft words.
Tianye judged that his father would say such things, but didn’t expect him to be so direct, telling him to go back and marry Si Xiaoshuang. Tianye laughed, “Oh, Dad, we haven’t been sweet enough yet. I’ll go back in a few days, hehe. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get to hold your grandson.”
After hanging up the phone, Tianye smiled and said, “Go, call Miss Si and Hui here.”
Chapter Thirty-Two (3)
