"Well then, I'm really leaving. I won't be going into Wuhun City. You know, I really dislike farewell scenes..."
At the gate of Wuhun City, Huo Yuhao and Qian Renxue stood facing each other, both with expressions of reluctance.
These past two months had been arguably the happiest time for Qian Renxue.
Huo Yuhao's companionship had brought her unprecedented warmth and joy.
Now, Huo Yuhao was leaving, and the thought of not seeing him for a long time filled Qian Renxue's eyes with redness, her heart brimming with reluctance and sadness.
"Alright, it's not like I'm not coming back. I'll only be gone for a while, I'll come see you soon.
Why are you crying?"
Huo Yuhao gently reached out and tenderly wiped away Qian Renxue's tears.
"Who's crying? It's just that the wind and sand are a bit strong, and sand got in my eyes."
Qian Renxue stubbornly raised her head, and although she tried to hide her emotions, a tear still involuntarily dripped down her cheek and onto the ground.
"Drip, drip..."
A light drizzle began to fall from the sky, gradually turning into a downpour.
The rain, like a woven tapestry, spread in layers of mist, shrouding the entire Spirit City in a hazy veil.
Pedestrians hurried along the streets, frantically searching for shelter; some took refuge in roadside shops, while others ran to the shade of nearby buildings.
The once bustling crowd at the city gate dwindled instantly, leaving only Huo Yuhao and Qian Renxue standing facing each other.
Huo Yuhao's gaze was fixed on Qian Renxue, a hint of dazedness in his eyes.
This scene was so familiar, as if he had experienced it deep within a distant memory.
His thoughts drifted back to the rain-soaked shores of Seagod Island.
That day, the first semester at Shrek Academy was about to end, and it was raining just like today.
Beside him was none other than Dong'er.
In a daze, Huo Yuhao seemed to see Wang Dong and Qian Renxue's figures overlapping.
He felt a pang of sadness, his nose tingled, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Huo Yuhao gently reached out and pulled Qian Renxue into his arms.
His movements were tender and careful, as if he wanted to hold onto that lost warmth, that cozy time that once belonged only to the two of them.
Feeling Huo Yuhao's warm embrace, Qian Renxue felt her heart begin to pound, as if it would leap out of her chest.
A faint blush rose on her cheeks, and the tips of her ears turned red, like newly blooming peach blossoms.
Although she had embraced Huo Yuhao before, this time, Qian Renxue could feel the intensity of his emotions.
His embrace was tighter than ever, as if he wanted to meld her into his body.
She could feel his heartbeat, its powerful and rapid rhythm.
Feeling Huo Yuhao's warm breath on her neck, Qian Renxue felt a little dizzy.
Huo Yuhao's breath carried a unique warmth, giving Qian Renxue an unprecedented sense of security.
She closed her eyes, immersing herself in this warmth, almost forgetting everything around her.
"Yuhao, we should set off." Tianmeng Bingcan's voice rang in Huo Yuhao's mind, breaking the silence.
Only then did Huo Yuhao come to his senses.
Looking at Qian Renxue's flushed face in his arms, Huo Yuhao quickly let go, his gaze unconsciously drifting downwards, avoiding her eyes.
"Alright, Xiaoxue, I have to go now. Take good care of yourself while I'm gone, and wait for me to come back."
Qian Renxue, her face still red, lowered her head, her voice barely a whisper.
"I... I'll always wait for you, Yuhao. Be careful on the road."
After saying this, Qian Renxue turned and ran towards the city gate.
At this moment, the blush on her face almost spread to her neck.
"Yuhao, he must like me, right? Otherwise, why was his reaction just now so..."
Qian Renxue shyly covered her eyes, her heart filled with sweetness.
At the city gate, Huo Yuhao stood there, watching Qian Renxue's receding figure, a feeling of indescribable loss welling up inside him.
Qian Renxue's figure gradually blurred in the afterglow of the setting sun until it disappeared from sight.
Huo Yuhao's heart seemed to be pulled further and further away, and he felt an unprecedented emptiness and confusion.
Huo Yuhao took a deep breath, turned around, and took a step towards the north.
"Yuhao, what you're doing is very unfair to her." Tianmeng Bingcan's voice suddenly rang in Huo Yuhao's mind, interrupting his thoughts.
Hearing Tianmeng Bingcan's words, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but fall silent.
Something deep within him seemed to have been touched.
Huo Yuhao slowly spoke, his voice carrying a trace of helplessness and confusion:
"Brother Tianmeng, I, I don't know why I've become like this.
I find that I'm increasingly unable to control my emotions..."
"Yuhao, you know that's not what I'm talking about." Tianmeng Bingcan interrupted Huo Yuhao.
"What are you thinking?
You can't live in the past forever!
Qian Renxue likes you so much. If she knew what you were thinking, how heartbroken she would be!"
A wave of emotion surged in Huo Yuhao's heart.
He understood that Qian Renxue's feelings for him were genuine, but he always seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally avoiding those feelings.
Sometimes, he even felt like he was running away from his emotions.
For some reason, Huo Yuhao found it increasingly difficult to control his emotions.
Huo Yuhao knew exactly what emotions he should show in what situations, what kind of feelings he should express.
However, Huo Yuhao himself seemed to have never experienced any new emotions.
"Yuhao, those who manipulate emotions will ultimately be devoured by them.
To be honest, I noticed something was wrong with you back in the God Realm."
Tianmeng Bingcan sighed helplessly.
"The God of Emotions being devoured by his own emotions—it sounds unbelievable, but it's precisely because those divine powers bound your emotions that I can sense that your perception of emotions seems to have become somewhat numb."
Tianmeng Bingcan sighed helplessly.
"Haven't you noticed? All the emotions you're experiencing now are actually mimicking your past emotions."
"You're imitating your feelings for Mu En when you feel for Qian Daoliu, you're imitating Wang Dong when you feel for Qian Renxue, and you're imitating Ma Xiaotao when you feel for Hu Liena."
Hearing Tianmeng Bingcan's words, Huo Yuhao felt a chill run down his spine, and an unbelievable guess immediately formed in his mind.
"Brother Tianmeng, my humanity might be suppressed by the divinity of the God of Emotions!"