Through the book: The villain’s son’s stand-in

The sunlight gradually faded away, leaving only a wisp of red clouds hanging in the sky.

It was half an hour later when Gu Cheng broke away from his chaotic thoughts.

Maintaining one movement for a long time made his muscles stiff, and he felt numb and itchy even when he moved slightly.

hiss.....

Gu Cheng moved his hands and feet with difficulty until the itching subsided and his mind returned to rationality.

This confession was so reckless.

Not only did he fail to determine His Highness's intentions in advance, he also did not have enough leverage to make His Highness think highly of him.

Perhaps years of pampering and a smooth life had numbed him, so he hurriedly took action for those good wishes that had only symbolic meaning and no actual benefits.

Now it seems that it is perfectly normal for His Highness to reject him.

Call ~

Gu Cheng breathed a long sigh of relief and stood up holding on to the armrest.

After staggering a few more steps, he regained his normal ability to walk upright.

Before leaving the house, he couldn't help but look back at the castle that had cost him so much effort, full of unwillingness and loneliness.

He said to himself: "That's it, let it fend for itself. Anyway, it was already in tatters. Now I just want to get everything back on track..."

After saying that, he turned and left without looking back.

The hover car left with a crash, leaving only the perfume lilies scattered everywhere still blooming.

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The hover car was floating in the air, surrounded by fleeting black shadows.

Gu Cheng did not turn on the automatic navigation this time. At this time, he was depressed, as if he was hiding a fire, and he was in urgent need of some stimulation to vent it out.

So instead of taking the shortcut home, he took the Sutong Floating Bridge instead.

Since floating bridges are generally used for emergency braking during wartime, they are built more than three times wider than normal roads.

In non-war periods, in order to generate income, some marginal floating bridges will also serve as racing tracks and sports car venues for free people.

Gu Cheng's mecha micro-operation class scores have always been at A level. After completing the formalities quickly, his eyes narrowed and he drove the hover car forward impatiently.

The energy engine charged rapidly, making an overwhelming buzzing sound, but Gu Cheng turned a deaf ear.

At this time, all he could see was the twisted curves ahead.

The hover car sped past like lightning. Gu Cheng fine-tuned his mental input very quickly and stared firmly ahead.

His body was pressed against the seat, feeling the centrifugal force of every turn and the impact of braking.

The speed of the hover car is getting faster and faster, and his heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

Accelerate, accelerate, Gu Cheng is still accelerating.

The sound of the energy engine was like a roaring beast, making a deafening roar.

Even in such an exciting occasion, Gu Cheng remained expressionless, but his eyes were as dark as ink, as eerie as the ocean at night.

Suddenly, Gu Cheng felt his body rush forward, and the tentacles of his mental power were no longer distributed in an orderly manner, becoming tangled together like a mess.

Gu Cheng was stunned. The panic of the approaching crisis overshadowed all emotions. Fortunately, the emergency device was activated in time to prevent the tragedy from happening. But because of his erroneous operation, the hover vehicle automatically contacted the nearby flying police.

After a while, the flying police arrived quickly, and Gu Cheng was called out of the car by two tall men.

"...Fine 500, ten points deducted, double penalty next time."

Gu Cheng nodded silently, consciously paid the fine, and listened to the flying police officers' education without saying a word.

Perhaps because he was too obedient, the flying police did not punish him too much and quickly let him go.

After being sent directly off the floating bridge, Gu Cheng activated the automatic navigation and silently returned to the underground garage.

But for a long time after turning off the engine, Gu Cheng had no intention of getting out of the car.

He sat quietly in the driver's seat, staring ahead. The lights in the garage illuminated his face, but it could not dispel the haze in his heart.

Cultural Affairs Bureau, he was sent directly to the border area.

Gu Cheng smiled bitterly. Who would have thought that this life would not only lack the glory of the previous life, but would also be directly demoted to the most inconspicuous position with no future at all.

At this moment, regret and unwillingness filled his heart, and he successfully burned out the young heartbeat.

Gu Cheng relaxed his body and leaned back, staring at the skylight above and calmly planning the future.

The current situation is no less favorable than the previous life.

However, in this life, his starting point was obviously higher than before.

Gu Cheng thought that he had made the wrong choice from the beginning. It was obviously inappropriate to apply the perspective of the previous life to this life that had changed the situation.

Perhaps this failed confession just brought him back on track.

Only by developing the ancient literature school can he achieve his foundation.

Three hours passed quietly, and Gu Cheng was planning the future intensively in his mind.

At this time, his stomach suddenly growled, and he lowered his head to check the time: "It's already five o'clock."

Just when he was considering whether to cook for himself or eat out, there was a knock on the car window.

Gu Cheng frowned in confusion, but turned off the privacy mode, raised his head and saw a familiar face.

"Why are you here?" Gu Cheng asked.

Lin Ke smiled and said, "I happened to be passing by and saw your car parked here with the lights on, so I came over to take a look."

"Are you okay?" James asked cautiously.

Gu Cheng forced out a smile and said, "I'm fine."

James didn't want to expose his bravery. He suddenly raised the thermos box in his hand and said as if he was offering a treasure, "Can you have dinner with me?"

Gu Cheng looked at the food box, met James' expectant eyes with a hint of worry, and nodded.

The two returned to the familiar apartment. James opened the three-layer thermos box and diligently took out three dishes, one soup, one rice and one dessert.

"Pineapple sweet and sour pork, sweet and sour pork loin, and this boiled cabbage, which is said to be an ancient state banquet dish, have you suddenly whetted your appetite?"

James jumped up and down while introducing the dishes he had brought, and carefully observed Gu Cheng's reaction.

Looking at the red and green warm food in front of him, Gu Cheng felt a warm current pass through his heart, and a real smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Thank you, James."

Seeing that his mood improved, James immediately changed from the waiter to the young master.

He sat down next to him and rubbed his wrists while humming: "Of course you have to thank me. My hands are sore from serving you food."

Gu Cheng hummed, staring at him with those charming peach blossom eyes, looking extremely affectionate even if he didn't smile.

After just looking at each other for a second, James lowered his head shyly, and the deer in his heart crashed, making his heart feel numb.

Invisibly, the restaurant was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Gu Cheng chewed the food in his mouth slowly, without looking up at James.

And James, who had recovered from his shyness, didn't say much and just sat quietly across from him watching him eat.

Gu Cheng sits upright and has excellent manners. Sitting quietly opposite him is a visual feast.

James did not shy away from his scrutinizing eyes, his eyes were piercing, and he wanted to see Gu Cheng eating in his eyes.

Gu Cheng ignored his burning gaze and was still immersed in his own world.

After dinner, he finally had the strength to think about what had just happened.

He took a sip of the honey water on the side and asked, "Why are you just there, spying on me?"

Thinking of this, Gu Cheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, no one likes to have their every move monitored.

James snorted and said, "I'm not a stalker."

"Really do not have?"

Gu Cheng still didn't believe it. Seeing this, James muttered a little guilty: "I just walked around your house, I didn't follow you anywhere else."

As he spoke, he said confidently: "But I definitely didn't go with you today!"

He pursed his lips and said: I have no interest in hearing the person I like confess to the person he likes. "