Tianye stood in front of Hui, suddenly patting his shoulder, startling the daydreaming Hui. Tianye laughed and said to Hui, “Don’t worry, it’s nothing, it’s just that we must return to Hong Kong, otherwise Si Uncle’s subordinates might be secretly following and photographing us at any moment.” Tianye’s words meant that Si Xiaoshuang and Hui would now have to switch to underground work, and Tianye himself would have to continue pretending.
Hui nodded, looking at the equally troubled Si Xiaoshuang and laughing, “As long as Young Master and Xiaoshuang are not in trouble, I don’t mind… Haha.”
Hui’s laughter made Tianye and Si Xiaoshuang feel heartache – it was his compromise, his sacrifice, protecting their friendship and love.
For anyone else, this might not be a big deal, but Tianye and Si Xiaoshuang had long considered Hui as a brother and lover. His role would never change because of Si Xiaoshuang’s father, never.
Si Xiaoshuang leaned against the window, no longer speaking, tears flowing down her cheeks, falling to her chin and jawbone, merging and finally congealing. She did not want to distort anything with her actions. She wanted her tears to dry naturally. These dried tears contained all her love. With her actions, she told herself not to betray Hui, never.
Tianye and Si Xiaoshuang, along with Hui, boarded the special plane heading directly to Hong Kong. Entering the cabin, it was still the same empty space, the same empty seats, with Si Xiaoshuang and Hui sitting in the corner where they had initially sat facing each other, only this time with emotions that had passed, embracing and smiling.
Tianye still sat by the window where he could clearly see the cloud tips.
Still those eyes that made people feel intimidated, his white and sturdy arms resting on the table, supporting his chin with its top-tier perfect lines, turning his face away, looking outside.
Lingering, a sorrowful intimacy.
Gradually, beautifully…
Chapter Thirty-Four (1)
Of course, the plane still landed steadily at the Tianzu Airport in Hong Kong. Still so magnificent, so prosperous, making people nostalgic, making people fond, though now somewhat less intimate.
