No script time travel, the general helped me rise to the top

After leaving Bao Chengqian's cold and lonely attic, Tang Yuwei took Yangyang in his arms and sat on the roof of Yuqing Palace under the cover of night, wanting to enjoy the moment of quiet before the storm came.

But after Yangyang sighed with a heavy heart, he fell into endless contemplation again.

She recalled the scene a few months ago when she followed Jiang late at night and met Tang Yuwei in the bushes. They disliked each other at that time, but now, time has passed like a miracle.

Tang Yuwei looked at the starry sky, and all the thoughts in his peripheral vision were recorded in his heart. He asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"

"I didn't expect that the starry sky above the roof of this palace is more beautiful than ever. Why didn't I notice it before!" Yangyang said casually, but in her heart she couldn't help but look at Tang Yuwei's raised profile.

I don't know if this is the first time she will look at him like this.

“In the future…” Tang Yuwei suddenly turned around and leaned closer to Yangyang, as if he had seen through Yangyang’s thoughts, “We will have more opportunities to look at the starry sky like this in the future.”

"Really? In the future..." There was some chaotic fluorescence in Yangyang's eyes, and her nose suddenly felt sore. She suddenly lowered her head, afraid that Tang Yuwei would see her embarrassment.

When Tang Yuwei gently lifted Yangyang's chin, a tear had already rolled down that pale face.

Tang Yuwei's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but kiss the tear that was about to slide down to his chin, soothing Yangyang's anxious heart like a dragonfly touching the water.

Their lips touched, and Tang Yuwei slid his big hand from the chin to the cheek, until it completely covered Yangyang's face, "Trust me! As long as you follow your father's plan, you will be fine."

Yangyang choked up and smiled, nodded with her face against Tang Yuwei's gentle palm. Although she knew that his words were comforting, she still couldn't bear to ruin this beautiful moment.

He and his father must have reached a consensus in some direction; the ending could not be rewritten so easily.

Whether it is virtual space or the real world, the destined rules are the rules. Once broken, there will inevitably be a chain reaction. How could Yangyang not understand this?

Since neither Tang Yuwei nor his father wanted to tell her the real result, she didn't ask because she also had her own plan.

And the most important thing now is not to be able to be alone with him quietly?

She couldn't help but ask, "Who is the person you mentioned who was killed in the experiment? He must be someone very important to you, right?"

"It's my mother!" Tang Yuwei released the hand that was caressing Yangyang's cheek, looked down at his palm, and said guiltily, "She was sick and asked me to go to the hospital to see her, but I didn't go... I never saw her again after that."

Yangyang placed her hand on Tang Yuwei's open palm, intertwined her fingers with his, and gently leaned on his shoulder, "You must feel very guilty! You feel so guilty that you are willing to pay any price!"

Tang Yuwei nodded heavily and leaned his head towards Yangyang's. "Yeah!"

"I'm the exact opposite of you. Before this, I always felt like I was a child abandoned by my father, a person who was thrown away, so I always blamed him." Yangyang stared at the two people's tightly clasped hands and murmured, "But I feel awkward, and I really want to see him. I want to ask him why he treated me like this?"

"So just now, you were unable to call him 'Dad'?" Tang Yuwei whispered from the side of her face, his chin sweeping across Yangyang's bun. Thinking of Yangyang's reaction when she saw her father, he felt a little distressed.

"I did yell, but I regretted it again!" Yangyang thought for a moment, then suddenly raised her head and looked directly at Tang Yuwei's face, and said solemnly, "So, you can't be as awkward as me. If you want to investigate, then investigate your mother's affairs carefully and don't leave any regrets. As for the rest..."

"That's not your responsibility!" Yangyang said resolutely at last, as if giving a last will and testament.

After experiencing the previous few times, Yangyang always wanted to solve some problems on his own initiative. This time, Tang Yuwei understood even more clearly why Yangyang said that.

He smiled, but then looked at Yangyang solemnly, "What are you going to do behind my back? I will definitely keep a close eye on you this time!"

"I..." Yangyang was suddenly speechless. How could he guess everything she wanted to say today and directly reject it!

"I just hope you won't regret it. After all, you know that this world is already unstable. You don't have much time left to search, and I don't have much time to live anyway..."

Before Yangyang could utter the last word, her mouth was blocked by a domineering kiss from Tang Yuwei.

This time, the kiss was so intense and hot, as if it wanted to take away all her breath, making Yangyang feel dizzy.

The pair of big hands tightly grasped the back of his head and waist, not allowing him to retreat or refuse even a little.

Yangyang only felt that her lips were almost hot from being kissed, and then she heard Tang Yuwei's heavy breathing in the chaos.

When their foreheads touched, Tang Yuwei finally spoke, "Don't say such things again. Don't say them again in the future."

Yangyang was silent, hugging his waist tightly with both hands. Feelings of joy and fear filled her mind. She had always been so conflicted and embarrassed.

But now, even if she died, she felt that she would have no regrets.

She leaned against Tang Yuwei's broad arms, listening to his heart beating wildly, as if everything was perfect at this moment.

"Tonight..." Tang Yuwei was hugged tightly by Yangyang, and he was reluctant to let go. He stroked Yangyang's back, "Shall we stay on this roof tonight? Isn't that a bit too exciting?"

As he spoke, Yangyang felt that Tang Yuwei's heartbeat was so lively that it was about to jump out of his chest.

"Hey!" Yangyang's cheeks flushed as she tried to break free, but Tang Yuwei's arms held her chest tightly, "Shall we go down?"

"Where are you going?" Tang Yuwei's gentle breath caressed Yangyang's ears, "Back to your bedroom?"

Yangyang's face turned redder and redder. When did Tang Yuwei become so fierce and fierce? "This is not good!"

"Not so good?" Tang Yuwei pretended to be angry and said, "Last time in Sand City, you didn't let me go! Are you tired of me this time?"

“What?” Yangyang struggled in Tang Yuwei’s arms until she couldn’t muster any strength. Finally, she could only command, “General Tang, if you don’t let go, I’ll scream!”

"Scream? Hmm..." Tang Yuwei moaned, and put his mouth close to Yangyang's ear, "Then scream!"

Yangyang, “Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”