Chapter 118: Taking Wedding Photos!
No.
…How decisive.
Fu Qishang’s eyes dimmed.
The faintly expectant expression on his face also disappeared.
Truly so heartless, Liang Yeta.
Be it sympathy, or pity…
He really wasn’t willing to offer even a tiny bit.
Fu Qishang had thought that by clinging on and fully expressing his affection, Liang Yeta would eventually respond a little.
Because recently, things had really been different.
Liang Yeta had started to listen to him seriously.
He didn’t chase him out the moment they met anymore.
He would eat lunch with him.
Everything seemed to be slowly getting better.
Fu Qishang hypnotized himself every day—
Look, fire can melt ice.
His efforts were being rewarded.
So even if he knew what Liang Yeta did was just out of politeness, even if Liang Yeta had said they could only be friends, Fu Qishang would regroup the next day and go before Liang Yeta.
To tell him he liked him, to accompany him at work, to give him gifts.
He brought out everything he thought was good for a person.
Fu Qishang stubbornly told himself, try again.
Try one more time.
Maybe there would be a turning point?
As long as he offered up his whole heart, even a stone would be moved, right?
He only wanted a little bit of liking, really.
Just a little bit would be enough.
But reality always seemed cruel.
Just a single word could shatter all his beautiful fantasies.
Now, he finally understood.
There was no such thing as love growing over time.
It was all his own wishful thinking and pestering.
Liang Yeta probably just saw him as a nuisance.
Or perhaps, a burden he was forced to deal with.
Fu Qishang’s throat stuck and hurt. When he swallowed, the sourness blurred his vision.
The young man lowered his head, his fists clenched tightly.
His golden hair scattered before his eyes, hiding his brows and eyes.
He wanted to pretend to smile casually, but he couldn’t smile at all.
He had been proud since childhood.
Whatever he wanted, he could get.
But this time.
And this time…
It seemed that no matter how excellent he was, no matter how much he wanted it.
It would only get further and further away.
The air was silent for a long time.
Ai Li hadn’t known it would end up like this.
Panic was visibly written on his face.
“Um…”
Ai Li wished he could slap himself twice.
Curiosity really does kill the cat!
The atmosphere grew more awkward, and Ai Li looked helpfully at Shen Zhuo.
Shen Zhuo simply shook his head.
Ai Li immediately gave a dry laugh and pushed the bottle toward Liang Yeta. “My bad, my bad, game continues!”
Liang Yeta actually knew where that expectant gaze came from.
But he couldn’t make any response.
Someone like him couldn’t, and didn’t deserve to, waste Fu Qishang’s youth.
Even if he agreed, in the end, it would probably only break Fu Qishang’s heart.
So rejecting it from the start was better for everyone.
Liang Yeta turned his head to avoid it, pretending to be calm as he spun the bottle.
See, he was selfish and cowardly, not good at all.
Not worthy of your sincerity.
Stop liking me.
It’s not worth it.
The water bottle wobbled and turned toward Du Xun.
Liang Yeta took a deep breath and looked at Du Xun as if nothing had happened.
Du Xun also knew about the matter between these two.
Not everyone could be open and confident when facing feelings.
Some things required waiting for the right moment for those two to say what they truly wanted to say.
Shen Zhuo squeezed his palm and said softly:
“Your turn.”
Du Xun spoke, “Dare.”
Liang Yeta looked at Du Xun, then glanced at Shen Zhuo.
“Then give a kiss.”
Du Xun lowered his head to look at Shen Zhuo lying on him.
He bent down and placed a kiss on the young man’s forehead.
Light and soft, like a touch unwilling to startle a butterfly.
“Whoa—” Ai Li and Ji Weishen started jeering.
Although they looked carefree, they weren’t truly stupid.
The awkward atmosphere in the air made even Ji Weishen feel prickly all over.
Shen Zhuo raised his head meeting the man’s lips.
The touch of lip against lip, devoid of any lustful intimacy, was as holy and devout as touching the faith at the bottom of one’s heart.
Next, it was Du Xun’s turn to spin the bottle, and it spun to Ai Li.
Ai Li chose Truth.
Du Xun gave the right to question to Shen Zhuo.
Shen Zhuo rubbed his chin. “Is there anything you are hiding from your partner?”
As soon as these words came out, Shen Zhuo felt Du Xun’s gaze.
Very obscure, and seeming to be an apologetic glance.
Shen Zhuo pursed his lips and held the Alpha’s hand tighter.
Until Du Xun took the initiative to tell him, he would, as Du Xun wished, remain ignorant of those matters.
Ai Li sat cross-legged on the sofa, biting his lip in distress.
“There is something, but you won’t get angry, right?”
Ji Weishen raised his hand to promise. “Absolutely not.”
“Actually, before meeting you, when we were contacting each other by phone, I didn’t really want to date you.”
Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows and nodded affirmatively.
Warrior, he even said that.
Ji Weishen’s face collapsed in an instant.
Like a Golden Retriever scolded by its owner, he lowered his head aggrievedly, ears and tail drooping.
“Why…”
Ai Li said seriously, “Because you didn’t send me photos of your abs.”
Ji Weishen: “…Huh?”
Shen Zhuo: “…” Indeed.
To the side, Fu Qishang seemed to have recovered a bit, even if the smile on his face was still somewhat stiff.
He sat much further away from Liang Yeta.
His gaze no longer lingered on Liang Yeta either.
“I’ll go next!” Fu Qishang raised his hand.
Seeing Fu Qishang’s mood improve, Ai Li hurriedly passed the bottle to him. “You go, you go.”
Then, dramatically, the bottle mouth pointed at Liang Yeta.
Ai Li: “…”
Shen Zhuo: “…”
Liang Yeta smiled, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and drained it. “I’ll punish myself first.”
For the next few rounds, the atmosphere was noticeably heavier.
As evening approached, Du Xun and Liang Yeta went to prepare dinner, and Ji Weishen went to the kitchen to help.
Dinner was eaten in silence. Until everyone went back to their rooms to sleep at night, Fu Qishang didn’t look at Liang Yeta again.
The next day, Paimi arrived early.
When he saw that the mode of transport was a helicopter parked on the roof, he felt his brain crash again.
“Your Majesty… no no, Mr. Du,” Paimi had never seen this thing in his life. “Are we taking this?”
Du Xun nodded. “It’s faster.”
When Paimi looked down from the helicopter, he had already planned where he wanted to be buried if he accidentally fell and died.
Fortunately, Ji Weishen’s piloting skills were solid, and they arrived at the snow mountain without mishap.
Sunlight pierced through the drifting clouds, casting huge patches of light and shadow on the snow-capped mountain range.
Quiet and holy, solemn and majestic.
Shen Zhuo and Du Xun wore black and white formal suits.
At the cliff edge on the mountain top, with the massive gray-black mountain range at their backs.
Just a casual glance, with the sunlight falling on their faces, was enough to shake the soul.
Paimi had specially learned photography when he was a tour guide. Kneeling on the ground, he pressed the shutter incessantly.
“Look over here, yes yes! Too beautiful!”
The other four people went their separate ways.
Ai Li brought many clothes that sacrificed warmth for style. Combined with an Omega’s natural sense for the camera and an exquisite, androgynous face, any casual shot looked like a poster.
Ji Weishen was the type who never got annoyed.
He was covered in clothes waiting to be changed into.
Holding the camera, he was practically lying on the ground, happily praising how beautiful Ai Li looked.
Unlike these two happy groups.
Fu Qishang and Liang Yeta were on the other side, not speaking.
Ever since the Truth or Dare game yesterday, Fu Qishang seemed to have become a different person.
His attitude couldn’t be called cold, but the enthusiasm from before was gone.
Just as Liang Yeta had said.
They became friends.
Fu Qishang was adjusting his hair and the decorations on his suit.
Liang Yeta pushed his wheelchair in front of him.
“Do you want me to help you take a picture?”
Fu Qishang’s hand paused, then he suddenly looked up and smiled at Liang Yeta.
That smile felt exceptionally unfamiliar to Liang Yeta.
“Sure,” Fu Qishang said.
As if he had let go.
Liang Yeta breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
It was good that he hadn’t delayed Fu Qishang for too long.
If this was the final outcome, it should be the best for Fu Qishang.
“Before taking it, help me fasten this.” Fu Qishang placed a clasp pinned to his back collar into Liang Yeta’s hand.
Then he turned around in front of him, pushing aside the hair on the back of his neck to reveal the collar.
Liang Yeta suddenly felt the cold gemstone in his hand becoming scorching hot.
While fastening it, he inevitably touched some skin.
Liang Yeta’s fingers trembled slightly.
Fu Qishang, however, acted as if nothing had happened. He stood up and said:
“Take a good one.”
The intimacy in his tone had vanished.
Liang Yeta’s chest felt tight. He agreed, but he felt uncomfortable everywhere.
He didn’t know what was wrong with himself.
Clearly, he should be relieved.
After about half an hour.
Ai Li volunteered to take wedding photos for Shen Zhuo and Du Xun.
Ji Weishen followed behind them like a human Christmas tree, hung all over with various decorations.
Since Paimi had nothing to do, he went over to Liang Yeta and Fu Qishang.
“Gentlemen, would you like me to take a picture for you?”
“No need.”
“Take one.”
Fu Qishang opened his eyes slightly wider and looked at Liang Yeta.
Only to see Liang Yeta looking at him too.
“It’s fine to take a photo between friends, right?”
Fu Qishang fell silent.
After a while, he nodded and stood next to Liang Yeta’s wheelchair.
His gaze was lowered, staring at the top of the Alpha’s head.
He didn’t know what his thoughts were right now; he just felt that pretending nothing had happened was really tiring.
How could liking someone be erased in a day or half a day?
The person you fell for at first glance, you would still fall deep for with another look.
Even now, his brain was spinelessly wondering if he could get some response.
But Fu Qishang knew that feelings could slowly fade.
If a day wasn’t enough, then a week. If a week wasn’t enough, then a month.
A year, ten years—he would eventually forget.
The Omega took a deep breath, took a step closer to Liang Yeta, and raised his head.
Then, he put on a smiling face.
The shutter clicked, freezing Fu Qishang’s final effort within the photo.
This was the last time he would walk toward Liang Yeta.
Next, it should be time to forget.
After the photo was taken, Fu Qishang didn’t ask Paimi for the digital file. Instead, he went towards Shen Zhuo.
Leaving Liang Yeta to take the camera from Paimi and look closely at the photo.
The golden-haired youth was smiling very happily.
The arrogance in his bones was flamboyant and unrestrained at the highest point of the Empire.
Liang Yeta covered his chest, trying to calm the heartbeat that shouldn’t be there.
He warned himself once again.
Fu Qishang deserved better; he wasn’t worthy.
Whether it was rank, status, or anything else, he wasn’t worthy of Fu Qishang.
Reason made him stay away, but selfishness secretly imported this photo into his phone in the dark.
Then he cropped it, cutting himself out of the frame.
Leaving only Fu Qishang, occupying the entire screen.
Under the blue sky, amidst the snow mountains, smiling flamboyantly and passionately.
Just like the way his eyes were filled with starlight when he said he liked him.
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