The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend-Chapter 265: I Did Everything to Hurry Back and See You

Gu Yuan scanned the room, her gaze finally landing on the man opposite her. He seemed unable to meet her eyes, his gaze constantly averting elsewhere. Gu Yuan stepped closer, and he retreated step by step.

Gu Yuan said softly, "Don’t hide from me."

Even with a height difference, Gu Yuan’s aura was never lost to anyone, including Chi Yu.

She looked up at him, studying him: "Not answering, is it because you don’t even want to bother with a perfunctory reply, or is it because your acting over the years is still not good enough and you fear revealing flaws?"

"Wearing a hat to cover your face, do you think I can’t recognize you?"

"Chi Yu, have you forgotten how many days and nights it was that you dressed like this to enter my car, enter my home?"

"When did you come back? Was it recently, or have you been back for a long time but didn’t come to see me...?"

The atmosphere remained as silent as ever.

She didn’t move, so he stood still.

Gu Yuan pressed on, determined to expose his true face.

Chi Yu retreated step by step, rendered speechless by her questions.

His Adam’s apple moved slightly, his feet still slowly backing away, always maintaining a distance from her. Gu Yuan’s observational skills were sharp; every subtle movement, every glance of his, was seen clearly by her, and coldness started to form in her eyes and eyebrows.

Forget it, he must have his reasons...

He was always like this.

Gu Yuan stopped pressing forward, leaving him some space. She calmed the excitement of seeing him just now, walked to the bed he had slept in, and sat down.

The two were separated by seven or eight meters, and he stood there quietly, looking anywhere but at her. Gu Yuan felt stifled, seeing him like this; it wasn’t unfamiliar, just a bit irritating.

She said, "I am the owner of the farmhouse."

Only then did he look over, and from under his mask, he gave a nasal "Mm."

Gu Yuan spoke in an interrogative tone: "Did you enter my room?"

He denied it flatly: "No." He looked her in the eyes and answered, "I just casually helped you close the door. If you’re insisting on accusing me of stealing your things, you can call the police; I’ll cooperate with the investigation."

"There’s no need to go through the trouble of calling the police." Gu Yuan wanted to smile, but she couldn’t lift the corners of her mouth—any effort to do so wasn’t a smile but a bitterness.

She said, "Nothing went missing from my room, but something was lost from me, and you’re responsible."

Chi Yu was stunned, staring at her without blinking.

"Your reaction is really strange." Gu Yuan lowered her eyes, her hand slowly reaching out to the pillow.

Picking up the pillow, she lowered her head and sniffed it, then softly said, "What a familiar smell," and lifted her gaze to him, her red lips mouthing word by word, "Like the scent on my ex-boyfriend."

Chi Yu: "..."

She held the pillow and walked towards him: "Sir, it’s strange that not only do your eyes and brows resemble my ex-boyfriend, but even your scent is so similar."

Chi Yu looked away, his voice distant: "You said he’s your ex-boyfriend already, what’s the point of caring about an ex-boyfriend so much."

Gu Yuan chuckled softly.

She threw the pillow back, took a deep breath, and asked, "Do you hate me?"

He looked her in the eyes, at her eyes tinged with red. He wanted to shake his head and say no immediately, but his lips under the mask moved, hesitant and repeatedly, like words stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single sentence.

"Chi Yu."

"Chi Yu."

"Chi Yu..." Gu Yuan called his name, her voice turning hoarse. If she weren’t strong enough, she would have cried out loud by now, crying and scolding him for coming back without finding her, for deliberately avoiding her.

Reason held her to the last sliver of calm, but she was on the verge of breaking down.

"You have every right to hate me. It was my fault for hurting you like that back then." She admitted it all: "I was wrong. I was just too eager to come back, so I abandoned you. You were right to call me cold-blooded and heartless, I admit it all..."

These words finally caused a crack in Chi Yu’s once-silent gaze.

He looked at her in disbelief.

Gu Yuan laughed bitterly: "The day you disappeared, I had a dream. Although I can’t recall all of it, I know I’ve been to your world."

"Don’t be shocked, I should have remembered, I’m happy to have remembered our past," Gu Yuan spoke slowly.

As she spoke, she kept her eyes on Chi Yu’s.

He had always been calm, but as she spoke of the past, there was finally a clear ripple in his eyes.

Seizing the moment, Gu Yuan walked toward him and reached out to remove the mask from his face.

The face she had dreamed of day and night appeared in front of her, extraordinarily exquisite, still as handsome as ever, regardless of time, regardless of whether the tear mole was there or not.

Tears, pent up in her eyes for a long time, flowed down rapidly, one, two, three... She lifted her hand to wipe her cheeks carelessly, not in a hurry, but first asked him: "May I... hug you?"

She told him: "I’ve missed you during your absence."

In the past, he would tirelessly tell her again and again: Yuanyuan, I miss you.

This time, it was her turn to say it to him.

Just when Gu Yuan thought he would continue being indifferent, continue pretending not to know her, Chi Yu reached out and pulled her into his embrace. Uncontainable longing flooded him, as his eager and fervent kisses descended one after another.

He kissed her with exceptional care, tenderly and cherishingly.

This moment, the joyful entanglement between their lips, made Gu Yuan truly feel his presence.

Chi Yu is back.

Chi Yu is really back.

Her heart was trembling gently, his kiss wandered from her lips to her cheeks, to her neck, his lips softly inhaling the scent of her skin.

The increasingly intense, gentle suckling made not only Gu Yuan’s heart tremble, but her body too, like a feather, eager yet restrained. She raised her hands, wrapped them around his neck, and intimately felt the warmth of his body.

She called him, "Chi Yu."

He pressed his forehead against hers, rubbed his nose lightly against hers, and said, "Yuanyuan, I’m here."

Since he came in, he hadn’t admitted he was Chi Yu at all, nor dared to meet her eyes, afraid she would find a flaw and recognize him.

Gu Yuan thought, did he become foolish after leaving for a while? There was no need for him to admit it; just one look, she could undoubtedly recognize him as Chi Yu.

The subtle sound during their lip-entangled moments, his emotions, all told her that Chi Yu was indeed alive, standing right in front of her.

He said hoarsely, "I missed you, too, Yuanyuan."

Then he slowly pushed her away.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to be close.

It’s not that he doesn’t miss her.

It’s not that he wants to deliberately push her away.

It’s that this time when he comes back, he doesn’t have much time; after this departure, he will never be able to come to this world again, he and Yuanyuan will be separated forever, he will never see her again.

The two of them had done more intimate things long ago; Gu Yuan was already rational, but at this moment Chi Yu’s rationality was stronger and more determined than Gu Yuan’s.

But Gu Yuan didn’t understand why he always pushed her away; the restrained emotion dyed the corners of his eyes with a layer of red. She raised her hand to wipe it away for him, unintentionally revealing the tear-shaped mole he had hidden.

Her fingertip lightly touched that mole, staring at it for a few seconds, her gaze then returned to him, "Did you come here before me?"

"Yes," he answered lowly.

Gu Yuan’s hand slipped down, clinging tightly to his collar, "Why are you avoiding me? When I saw you just now, there was only one thought in my mind—you hate me."

"You must hate me a lot; that’s why you don’t want to come to me again."

"I don’t hate you," he said eagerly, "I don’t hate, really don’t."

Actually, whether Chi Yu said he hated or didn’t hate, Gu Yuan believed he should hate her. Perhaps he did hate her, only he doesn’t anymore.

"You knew I would come here, or was it just to retrieve this bell?" Her gaze lingered on the bell on his wrist.

The village chief said, the bell was bought.

Tutu said, it was by a very handsome brother.

She had suspected that it was Chi Yu who had returned, but without evidence of his existence, that suspicion quickly dissipated.

Unexpectedly, it really was him.

Chi Yu said, "It was to retrieve this bell."

He looked into her eyes, "I also knew beforehand that you would come here."

"You’ve always been by my side... in places I couldn’t see?"

"Yes."

"But why didn’t you show up? You disappeared from the whole world, only remembered in my heart. At first, I regarded this as revenge against me, but later I suddenly understood why you always made me hate you, because only by hating you was it better than missing you. You wanted me to always hate you, so that my life would be better, right?"

The rain weakened, the air felt sultry; perhaps this evening there would be another rain to disperse the muggy atmosphere, bringing the chill truly after winter.

Gu Yuan’s brows carried a coldness.

And Chi Yu least wanted to admit his own baseness, yet he nodded and said, "Yes."

"Will you leave again?" This was the question Gu Yuan least wanted to ask, yet it was the answer she most urgently needed to know.

Chi Yu’s heart twisted in pain, even breathing hurt; this time he didn’t lie to her.

He said, "I will leave."

He told her the truth, "I’m from another time-space; I can’t stay by your side forever."

If she was so happy seeing Chi Yu, at this moment the reality of the truth directly oppressed Gu Yuan, grounding her under its weight so much she couldn’t breathe, unable to believe his words no matter what.

Gu Yuan slowly calmed her chaotic breathing, tears already dried, but her eyes were still red, veined with slight red streaks.

She stepped back, putting distance between them, softly asked, "When?"

Chi Yu didn’t answer.

She asked again: "When will you leave again?"

This time he answered her, "In a few days."

She initially wanted to ask if a few days could be definite, but swallowed the words back; it is better that it’s not definite, because once thinking about which day he would disappear forever, she couldn’t bear it.

He said: "I did everything to rush back, to stay with you for a few more days, then leave quietly."

The last sentence was: I can’t bear to leave you.

That’s why I did everything to rush back.

To see once more the person I love most.