The Whole World Wants Me To Get Divorced chapter 30
The Scene of Self-Closure
For an entire night, Wen Yan was practically full of energy.
As a weak patient, he should have been quietly resting in bed, but Rong Xiao’s kiss rejuvenated him. His eyes sparkled like searchlights, brimming with enthusiasm.
To make matters worse, even his bodily hygiene was attended to by Rong Xiao that day, without the involvement of any outsiders. Wen Yan enjoyed the intimate service while thinking of Yu Bu Wen’s words about Rong Xiao’s lifetime of not serving anyone and having a naturally arrogant attitude.
However, at this moment, Rong Xiao skillfully wiped him down with a warm towel, cleansing every part of his body with meticulous care, as if tending to a rare and precious artifact. Although he maintained a blank expression, his demeanor was meticulous and serious.
Wen Yan, covering his chest with one hand, felt overwhelmed. Even without being in a romantic relationship, the old monster was already so charming. If they were to get married for real, wouldn’t he be drained of his vitality?
Unable to endure the teasing, Wen Yan raised his head and asked, “When you came to rescue me, I seemed to see your eyes were golden-red. Did I see it wrong?”
As he spoke, he reached out to touch the corner of Rong Xiao’s eye, his fingers grazing Rong Xiao’s eyelashes gently.
“You didn’t see it wrong,” Rong Xiao replied. “That’s the closest to my true form. Although I’m a wood demon, my original form is an endless wood, skilled in fire arts. My battle form is slightly different from my usual appearance.”
“Endless wood?” Wen Yan vaguely recalled the term. “Is it the one that burns day and night, withstands violent storms, and is not extinguished by heavy rain?”
He had come across it in his reading, leaving a faint impression.
“That’s right,” Rong Xiao affirmed his guess. “So, I don’t have the typical healing ability of other wood demons. I was born as a violent and ruthless flame, a seed of fire born in the extreme darkness.”
Wen Yan found it quite cool, realizing that Rong Xiao, with his powerful abilities, was not a gentle healing type but a fire-element mage skilled in combat.
In the following days, Wen Yan remained in bed for rest, even though he felt he had already recovered. However, everyone in the City Lord’s mansion treated him like fragile porcelain. Even when he wanted to stroll in the garden, a group of people would follow him, expressing astonishment at his every move.
Wen Yan had protested, but the leader of the Shadow Mountain looked at him with a pained expression and said, “Little one, if you make any mistakes in my presence, the entire Shadow Mountain will suffer. I hope you understand.”
Wen Yan could only return to his room, lying down and feeling bored. He didn’t know what Rong Xiao was up to again, and his only entertainment was remote chatting with Li Zheng.
He bragged to Li Zheng about Rong Xiao taking the initiative to kiss him, sharing this newfound joy with his friend. After all, the pure little boy had turned a new leaf, and he needed an audience to show off.
He didn’t mention being kidnapped, only recounting the latter part of the story.
Wen Yan proudly declared, “I think Rong Xiao, to be conservative, is at least 99% in my hands and can’t escape. You can start preparing my wedding invitations. Moreover, I’ve concluded that the main reason for my rapid success is my good looks. Being such a tender and lush young grass, sparkling before his eyes, who wouldn’t be moved?”
Li Zheng couldn’t stand it anymore, rolled his eyes without hiding his disdain, and added a “get lost” for good measure.
Wen Yan shrugged playfully. “It’s okay, I understand the anger of single dogs like you.”
Jin Yueze happened to be playing games with Li Zheng at his house. He was also forced to be the audience having overheard the phone conversation. After killing a monster in the wilderness map, he asked Wen Yan with a slow pace, “Did he propose to you? Since he kissed you, he must have confessed, right? Wasn’t it romantic? Was it not romantic?”
He sincerely and genuinely applauded Wen Yan, who had finally fulfilled his wish. He felt that, having finally hooked up with his crush, he should share his joy.
But Wen Yan was stumped by his question, and his expression froze for a moment.
“Uh, not exactly…” Wen Yan coughed and tried to explain, “It’s just a formality, not important.”
Jin Yueze answered back with confusion, “After he kissed you, did he show any signs?”
Wen Yan recalled. After Rong Xiao kissed him, his mind was still as hazy as porridge, and he didn’t even know when Rong Xiao left. When Rong Xiao returned, it was already late at night, and he went to sleep immediately.
Wen Yan’s voice became increasingly faint, “He didn’t say anything… He had something to do at that time, so he left without saying much.”
Jin Yueze’s eyes widened in shock. He stopped playing games, approached the phone screen, and looked at Wen Yan seriously.
“Did he mention anything about marriage afterward?”
“No, he didn’t.”
“Did he say you’re his boyfriend?”
“No, he didn’t.”
…
He asked seven or eight questions in a row.
Wen Yan’s voice became more and more feeble.
Jin Yueze’s expression gradually became one of heartache and indignation. He slapped his thigh, drawing from the diverse experiences he gained from various emotional magazines, and confidently said, “You’ve been deceived! He doesn’t want to take responsibility; he’s just flirting without commitment. Isn’t this just keeping green tea to raise fish! isn’t that just playing around with emotions!”
Li Zheng, beside him, sprayed out the tea he was drinking, laughing so hard he pounded the ground.
Wen Yan, in his wildest dreams, never expected that Rong Xiao would be associated with the term “green tea.”
“No… he’s just more conservative,” Wen Yan explained weakly. “Consider his age. Besides, he hasn’t flirted with anyone else, just me. Isn’t that true love?”
Jin Yueze looked at him sympathetically, as if he were observing a young person who had gone astray. He said solemnly, “If he’s older and conservative, he wouldn’t casually kiss you. Wen Yan, this won’t work. When you come back, I’ll introduce you to high-quality people of the same age. You must ditch this greasy middle-aged man.”
Wen Yan covered his face, feeling exhausted.
Jin Yueze had no idea about Rong Xiao’s true identity and treated him as a scheming man over thirty. Wen Yan, being a chatty person, suddenly became silent. He just wanted to show off his happiness in love, not face a soul-searching session!
Li Zheng was rolling on the floor on the other end, almost losing his head, emitting a string of maniacal laughter.
Meanwhile, in the not-so-distant workshop, Rong Xiao, who was crafting a new defensive tool for Wen Yan, felt that something was off.
He touched the back of his neck and felt something fluffy.
But the bracelet in front of him was almost ready, so he didn’t pay much attention and continued to seriously compare which gemstones would look better, even forcing Yu Bu Wen to join in.
A true aesthetic black hole? Yu Bu Wen suggested, “How about red? It’s more festive.”
Rong Xiao looked disgusted and told him to quickly roll to the side.
Fortunately, the boring days of recuperation didn’t last long. Three days later, Wen Yan was already able to run and jump. After consultations from various physicians, they confirmed that this young master was now healthy and lively, even capable of participating in a marathon.
The Feather God celebration, delayed due to Wen Yan’s health, could finally commence.