Pour her heart out (1)
Chapter 582 Pour her heart out (1)
Seeing that she didn’t answer, Gong Jue pursed his lips, he opened her injured palm, and helped her apply some medicine.
At the age of sixteen, he was at that stage where he was both mature and childish. When he restrained all his anger and calmed down to do something, he seemed so harmless, but Gong Yimo felt it. She felt how uncalm he was, and it was stronger than ever!
After applying the medicine, he carefully bandaged Gong Yimo’s hand and placed it on the cushion calmly.
"Sister, I’m so useless, no wonder you don’t like me."
When he said this, he snorted in silence, and actually laid sideways on Gong Yimo’s lap, a trace of self-rejection could be seen
……
The self-deprecating and self-mockery in his tone made Gong Yimo feel a sharp pain in her heart!
How many years has it been since he had shown this side of him to her? Lying on her lap like this, quietly, with a trace of dependence and intimacy
Gong Yimo’s hand couldn’t help but fall on his crown, and she gently stroked his hair.
"You’re already very outstanding."
Gong Jue didn’t speak, his head gently rubbed against her legs, as he took in the smell of her body, like a wounded beast, silently licking his wound.
Gong Yimo knew that he was hit by Longcheng Tingxue’s incident today, and realized that his powers were only within this one country, but she…… was already on to the second country, isn’t that quite saddening?
"How old are you……"
Gong Jue didn’t like to hear her say this, and couldn’t
"I’m serious!"
She pressed his head down so that he couldn’t move. Gong Jue had always been strong and aggressive, but when he showed such a quiet and hurting side of him for the first time, she couldn’t help but say what she really felt.
"In my heart, you have always been the most capable man!"
Gong Jue suddenly froze upon hearing her words, he laid quietly on her lap, as he listened.
"When you were still young, around seven years old, I guess? At that time, you could already build me a swing and a rocking chair. As long as I asked for it once, you could build it based on your own predictions. You weren’t like a seven year old child, whatever that you have learned, you could master after the first time, you were literally a child prodigy!"
Gong Jue was silent. He didn’t think that it was such a great thing to have outstanding memory, or to be born with three-dimensional thinking. If he was a child prodigy, then she, who taught him these things, would be a god.
Gong Yimo ran her fingers through his hair to massage the top of his head. She could clearly feel that Gong Jue was relaxing and could not help but smile.
"Also…… At the age of nine, there was an assassin in the cold palace. I asked you to seek help from the Emperor. At that time, I was actually prepared to hold down the killer and let you escape. I didn’t think that you, a nine years old, could really return with rescue……"
Gong Yimo smiled bitterly. At that time, there were some things that she didn’t tell Gong Jue about, because Gong Jue had felt very guilty about her injury, so she kept it to herself, thinking that she would never say it to him in this life, but now, on the way back to the palace, she just wanted to tell him.
Gong Jue suddenly opened his eyes to look at her. Gong Yimo quickly covered his eyes and smiled awkwardly as she said, "Don’t look! This is the ugliest angle for a woman……"
Gong Jue’s surprised and hurtful emotions suddenly swept away, and he wanted to laugh for some reason. She actually cared about her image in his heart.