Wish You Never Have Worries

He saw that Gu Zheng's seat was empty.

Wu Chuan was also lost in his own thoughts. Memories from the past flooded his mind.

At that time, having lost his memory, he only remembered his name, Wu Chuan, who had entered the wolf pack by mistake and was being bitten until his last breath. The little girl tried her best to climb on the ground. As the number of wolves increased, the howls seemed to cut through the darkness of the night.

Wu Chuan was so scared that he lost the ability to cry and could only struggle to climb forward.

She … Must not die.

However, her trembling, bloodied hands continued to bleed profusely. The pain on her body was already far beyond what she could endure.

The howls of the pack of wolves sounded especially sharp in his ears.

A man wielded a long sword in his hand. His face was expressionless as he swung his sword, causing several wolves to fall to the ground. The pack of wolves did not dare to take a step forward as they howled and retreated.

From then on, Wu Chuan was brought back to the Gu Residence.

At that time, Old Mr. Gu was still here.

At that time, Gu Zheng had been left at Wolf Mountain. For the sake of training, Old Mr. Gu had never thought that his son would bring back a dirty-looking girl. Since then, Wu Chuan had stayed at the Gu Residence.

Every spring and autumn that the Gu Estate experienced, every sun rose and every moon rose.

But in the end, it was still the past.

"..."

Noticing the subtle changes in Wangchuan's expression, Wei Yi kept it within his eyes and whispered into her ear, "Are you thinking about why Gu Zheng left?"

Just as she finished speaking, Wu Chuan denied it decisively. She indeed did not know or want to know why Gu Zheng had gone out.

Wei Yi didn't want to argue with Wangchuan over such an unsophisticated issue and continued drinking his tea.

Wu Chuan then realized that his cup was full of green tea. Indeed, one could do whatever they wanted with power and influence. This was the great Southern General's welcoming banquet. Probably only he would dare to use tea in place of wine.

Noticing that Wangchuan had been staring at the object in his cup for a long time, Wei Yi opened his mouth and said: "Why are you staring at the cup of our Commander's? "Could it be that you want to have a sip or two?"

"No, I was just wondering why you didn't drink." Wangchuan looked Wei Yi up and down, completely unaware.

"If you don't like it, then don't drink it." Wei Yi's explanation was as light as a feather and did not have the slightest bit of effect.

Forgetfulness naturally believed that he couldn't drink anymore.

Wangchuan didn't place his gaze on Wei Yi's face, but on the dancing girl before him instead.

She was wearing a pink Chiro dress, which looked like flowers blooming under her. Her slim figure made people's hearts tremble, and her hair swayed slowly from side to side. She had a smile on her face, and looked even more beautiful than the flowers on a spring day.

How wonderful …

However, when he glanced sideways at Wei Yi, he actually didn't have the slightest bit of an emotion on his face. Wangchuan was slightly suspicious as to whether the person before him wasn't really interested in women.

The atmosphere had reached its hottest point, and it was also the beginning of intoxication. Wangchuan drank a cup of wine, and his face was flushed. After a while, he felt a strange pain in his chest, a little out of breath.

Wei Yi seemed to have noticed that something was wrong with Forgetfulness. As a result, he went out to help her take a leave of absence, allowing her to blow the wind and wake up from her stupor.

A long time later.

Wei Yi looked at the empty seats at the side as a trace of irritation arose within his heart. The welcoming banquet was nearing its end. Following that, the emperor and his subjects began to flatter each other.

Wei Yi pulled at his clothes as he tried to suppress the irritation in his heart, but it was useless. He simply explained to Li Bu and left. There were many people around who looked at him strangely, but he did not put them in their eyes at all.

Wei Yi was a person with a strong temperament, so he naturally would not put these small shrimps' opinions in his eyes. Leaving the banquet hall, Wei Yi looked at the darkening sky.

Ye Zichen raised his hand to rub his glabella, while a trace of annoyance appeared on his face …

'Don't know where that girl, Wu Chuan, went to, it really makes me worry … '

Just as he was about to move out to search for Wangchuan, a figure suddenly flashed into Wei Yi's embrace at an extremely fast speed. Wei Yi was caught off guard and was knocked into a wall by the woman in his embrace, causing him to retreat a few steps.

Wei Yi's brows tightly knitted together. Just as he was about to push the woman in his embrace away, he caught a glimpse of her appearance before he was able to hold her firmly.

The reckless woman was Wu Chuan, but his face was abnormally red, like he was drunk.

She had only drunk a few cups, how could she be so drunk...

When Wei Yi saw this, his brows knitted together even more tightly. His gaze was filled with worry.

Wu Chuan staggered as he stood up straight from Wei Yi's embrace. When he raised his head, he saw Wei Yi frowning with an expression that seemed as though he wouldn't be easily provoked. At that moment, it was unknown if it was because of the alcohol or not, but Wangchuan looked at his handsome face that was just inches away from her.

Her heart moved slightly as a bold thought popped up in her mind. She extended her hand in a bold manner and lightly stroked Wei Yi's tightly knitted brows as she muttered to herself, "Why is there a smile on your face and an ice frost between your brows all the time …"

Wei Yi stood stiffly on the spot as a result of Wangchuan's sudden actions.

Wangchuan saw that Wei Yi had remained silent so he raised a hand to wipe away the frost on his forehead before speaking in a vague tone, "Thousand years old, don't frown. It's ugly …"

Wei Yi's expression turned a little odd, but he did not make a sound, deeply afraid that he would alarm Wu Chuan. He softly said, "You actually dare to say that this Regional Commander isn't good-looking?"

"A thousand years is the most beautiful person I've ever seen in this world. It's just that they're ugly with their brows furrowed …" Wu Chuan smiled as he rubbed the center of Wei Yi's brows.

After which, he smiled at Wei Yi, his eyes seeming to contain the radiance of the stars within them. "However, I've already helped you smooth it out for a thousand years."

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his black pupils darkened. His voice had become low and hoarse, yet it was so captivating. "Why are you here, and why aren't you attending the banquet?"

When Wei Yi's words came out, it was as if he had provoked the annoyance in the heart of Wangchuan.

Wangchuan's originally calm expression instantly dimmed like that of a ruined candle. In the end, a tear actually seeped out from the corner of his eyes.

When Wei Yi saw this, he panicked a bit, but didn't know what to do.

As Wu Chuan's expression became more and more sorrowful, in the end, he actually started to sob softly in his arms.

Wangchuan buried himself in Wei Yi's warm embrace and tightly hugged his waist, like a small beast seeking comfort.

'This girl … '

What was going on?

Perhaps it was because in the entire period of time that they had been together, Wei Yi had never once seen a single tear fall from his eyes, so he felt this matter to be extremely strange.

Or Wangchuan usually had a firm and unswerving personality, not allowing himself to show weakness in front of others. Now, it was like he had been feeling wronged and heartbroken for too long, so he burst out at the same time.

Wei Yi's chest hurt from the burning hot tears of Forgotten River, and he didn't know what to do with his hands in the air.

Finally, he lightly patted the back of Wu Chuan's shoulder as if he was coaxing a child.

Wangchuan felt Wei Yi's consolation, and the sound of crying gradually grew softer. In the end, it seemed as if the wine had caused him to directly fall asleep.

The woman in his embrace seemed to be exhausted from the effort and immediately fell asleep. Slightly stretching his arm, he lowered his head to look at Wu Chuan.

This girl, no matter how many years had passed, was still the same as before.

Ye Zichen sighed softly and picked up Wangchuan. With an inconspicuous doting look in his eyes, he carried Wangchuan out.