Chapter 082: A Slightly Cool Kiss in the Night Color

  "Xiao Ya... won't she be back to sleep?" A bad premonition crept over her heart, Gu Jia Qi anxiously speculated. Similarly, Lu Yang did the same.

  "Hmph..." Sun Yuyang let out a cold snort, seemingly uninterested in the topic. She turned over and wrapped herself tightly in her blanket, saying coldly, "It's better if that cheap woman is dead."

  Gu Jiaqi bit her lip in distress, looking at Sun Yuyang's indifferent face and then at the empty quilt, finally getting up and walking out of the tent.

  "Wait a minute."

  Sun Yuyang's lazy voice sounded from behind, and Gu Jiaqi suddenly stopped in her tracks.

  "You're not thinking of telling Zhang Li, are you?"

  Gu Jiaqi turned around and saw Sun Yuyang's mocking face, her heart beating uneasily.

  "Yes..." She nodded, somewhat guiltily.

  "That's enough." Sun Yuyang glanced at her indifferently, "When a person is outside, they should take care of themselves first. Who knows what kind of trouble they might get dragged into, and when the time comes... it won't be good."

  Her voice was light and gentle, but somehow, Gu Jiaqi's heart was suddenly tightly clenched.

  After a long while, she nodded slightly and saw Sun Yuyang turn his head to sleep. Only then did she slowly relax and walk out of the tent.

  The night color had thinned out a bit, the moon had moved from the top of my head to the west, and its outline was gradually blurred. The faint light of dawn pierced through the morning clouds, slanting over from the other side of the mountain, and the first ray of light happened to fall on Gu Jiaqi's eyes.

  She covered her eyes from the dazzling light with her hand and walked aimlessly for a long time. When she came to herself, she had already reached the edge of the cliff.

  On the cliff, the lush green grass was blown by the wind, and the wildflowers were full of life. The dew drops sparkled on the petals and flowed into the center of the flowers, causing the entire flower to quiver slightly as if startled.

  She reached out and plucked one, her slender fingers gently pinching a petal, and with a slight effort, the colorful thin pieces fluttered down.

  Looking at the fallen petals, Gu Jiaqi fell into deep thought for a moment. After a long time, she came back to her senses, looking at the broken wildflower in her hand, and secretly gritted her teeth. Then, one by one, she tore off all the petals.

  "Help..."

  "Not helping..."

  "Help..."

  "Not helping..."

  When the last petal also fell, only a bare flower stem was left in her hand. She gazed at that life wet with dew, and her lips moved slightly.

  "Don't help."

  It's fate, there's nothing she can be blamed for.

  She turned around, threw away the broken flower, and Gu Jiaqi took a step forward, her feet trampling over the scattered petals, resolutely walking into the tent, as if entering another cold world.

  The whole night, Bai Xueya couldn't fall asleep. Because she was worried about Lu Haocen, she kept her eyes wide open, forcing herself to stay awake at all times. So, when she woke up the next morning, there were already thick black eye circles under her eyes.

  But that's not what she's worried about, Lu Haocen's physical condition was very poor last night, and he woke up twice in a daze, staring blankly at her, muttering something in his mouth while trying to pinch her face.

  But even if he went mad, he would fall asleep again at the last moment before things happened. This was the terrible high fever, tormenting his thin body like a wave, time and time again.