Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

Zerobaby has recently learned a new saying: “The plot is too deep in the city, I want to go back to the countryside.”

Chu MuYun: “…” 

Zero said cautiously: “Sloth is so cute and his portrait is almost completely lit up. You shouldn’t… you shouldn’t need to abuse him ba…”

Chu MuYun: “Be good, watch me carefully.”

Zerobaby: QAQ!

This trick of Shen ShuiYan was ruthless but really follows the fine tradition of all exes: If I’m not doing well, don’t think about living well yourself. As long as it’s not your own relationship, then you must do your utmost to create some discord and destruction.

Of course Chu MuYun needed to behave as though he was stunned, he shouldn’t be aware of Shen Yun’s existence.

Jun Mo’s emotions were usually always invisible but now there was clear anxiety and panic in his silver eyes.

Shen ShuiYan said apologetically, “I brought up some old things but it’s been a long time, more than a thousand years, no matter what…”

How is he apologizing? He is simply adding fuel to the fire!

Jun Mo turned to look at him suddenly and the hostility in his eyes was obvious, but unfortunately it was too late to stop it now.

—Because no matter what he said now, it would seem as though he was trying to cover something up.

Surprisingly, Chu MuYun was the one who interrupted Shen ShuiYan: “Young Master Shen, I want to hear what Jun Mo has to say.”

The change in the title made ShuiYan obviously stunned but he quickly reacted: “Yes, I’m the one who is too presumptuous.” After he finished speaking, he looked at Jun Mo. His eyes were flat, but if you looked closely, there was provocation in it. He seemed to be saying: What can you say? Everything I’ve said is true so how can you deny it?

Jun Mo looked at Chu MuYun.

Chu MuYun’s expression was a bit ugly and his black eyes stared at him without blinking.

Jun Mo lowered his eyes slightly. His palms clenched in the wide sleeves but the stinging pain in his palms could not suppress his fast beating heart: “Ah-Mu…”

He called his name softly but for a while he really didn’t know what to start from.

Unexpectedly, Chu MuYun was the first to ask him: “Tell me, who is Shen Yun?”

Jun Mo paused and said softly, “A thousand years ago, I was taken in by him and lived together with him for a few years.”

Chu MuYun frowned. With his brows wrinkled, he asked again, “I look a lot like him?”

Jun Mo nodded.

A tinge of pain flashed through Chu MuYun’s eyes but he continued to ask: “You… were lovers before?”

Jun Mo shook his head and said, “No.”

Chu MuYun was obviously relieved but soon he asked another question: “Did you… like him at that time?”

As soon as this question came out, the whole atmosphere fell silent.

Shen ShuiYan looked at him coldly. In fact, no matter how the answer to this question was, it would sound wrong.

Jun Mo’s physique was too obvious. Even if no one has seen what happened to him, it is easy to guess. He has been alone for thousands of years and around him were only strangers. So how could he not like someone who had sheltered him, taken care of him and treated him well?

Of course he would like him.

He can lie and say he doesn’t like him but Ling Mu was a sharp person, so wouldn’t he be able to tell that he was lying? As a result, once the trust between the two had been broken, even if they persist in being together, the foundation would have been laid for a huge calamity in the future.

Saying he liked him was… not right, but saying he disliked him would be… even more wrong.

So Shen ShuiYan didn’t care how Jun Mo answered because it would be wrong anyway.

Let’s just see how the silver-haired boy chooses.

“I liked him.” Jun Mo said suddenly.

Chu MuYun’s complexion changed obviously. The pain in his eyes deepened and his lips trembled slightly.

Jun Mo was about to speak but Chu MuYun waved his hand, stared straight at him and continued to ask, “So… when we met, did you think of him?”

Jun Mo nodded silently.

Chu MuYun closed his eyes, heaved a sigh and opened his mouth again- because of the tightness in his throat, his voice was full of bitterness: “Do you take me for him?”

Jun Mo raised his head abruptly. This time there was no hesitation in his answer: “No, absolutely not. You are Ah-Mu…” He paused but then firmly said, “The Ah-Mu that belongs to me.”

Chu Mu Yun looked at him steadily and the expression in his eyes was very complicated.

At this time, Jun Mo finally found his voice. He was someone who was not good at expressing himself. Under the deliberate guidance of Shen ShuiYan, any ambiguous words coming out of his mouth will only add fuel to the fire and make the situation appear worse.

Since even if he didn’t talk, the situation was already not in his favor, he didn’t want to voluntarily make things even worse.

But now, after Chu MuYun asked a few questions, Jun Mo suddenly figured it out.

It will add fuel to the fire because the oil is sprinkled and it will only get worse because of shame.

He kept saying that he wanted to trust Ah-Mu but why didn’t he think that Ah-Mu would also trust him?

Instead of hiding some of the past, it is better to make it clear, confess, and say everything clearly.

If he is lucky, then Ah-Mu would accept it. If he couldn’t accept it, Jun Mo wouldn’t give up because of it.

Since that’s the case, what does he have to be afraid of?

His mind that was affected by Shen ShuiYan gradually calmed down. Jun Mo was originally a person with a firm mind. But because the thing he cared about the most was touched, he lost his rationality. Now that he has calmed down, he knew what to do.

He took a deep breath and said softly: “Ah-Mu, I did like Shen Yun but he had a lover at that time. A thousand years ago, they took me in together. I couldn’t do something that ungrateful so I never expressed my feelings.”

“The situation at that time was very chaotic and, with my ability at the time, it wasn’t like I knew a lot of things. When I walked out of the palace, I got the news of Shen Yun’s death…”

When he said this, Shen ShuiYan suddenly interrupted him: “Ah-Yun is not dead!” His voice was low, sinister and extreme, like a lion whose tail was stepped on and his explicit killing intent was undisguised.

Jun Mo didn’t look at him. He just stared at Chu Mu and continued: “…I was very depressed at that time and even felt that I had harmed him. After all, everyone close to me…” He didn’t continue but everyone knew what he meant. Looking up again, his silver eyes gazing at Chu MuYun were full of deep affection and what wrapped this affection was a firmness from his soul, “A thousand years of time… it’s not too long for me. It’s not even enough to completely forget a person but then I met you… Ah-Mu, the first thing I thought of when I saw you was Shen Yun, you indeed look very similar, but in fact, to me, you are very different.”

“Thousands of years ago, Shen Yun was out of my reach. He was more like a god than a person. My feelings for him were more gratefulness and respect and lacked the real, down-to-earth feelings I should have towards another person. But you are different. You are by my side, accompanying me, teaching me and even giving me a new life. You are the person by my side, the real person I love.”

“Ah-Mu, are you willing to believe me?”

Having said this, Chu MuYun’s eyes were already red. He walked over and hugged Jun Mo hard, with tears in his voice: “You should have told me earlier.”

“And… of course I will believe you.”

This development made ShuiYan completely freeze in place.

Chu MuYun packed up his emotions and, when looking at him again, his eyes were already cold: “Young Master Shen, let’s not travel together anymore.”