Chapter 50.1

HOYSE 50 – What Goes Around Comes Around

Gu Xi’s itinerary this time wasn’t exactly top-secret, hence the swarm of fans seeing him off at the airport.

Chu Yang got his family to obtain a doctor’s note stating he was mentally sound, so once the kidnapping incident was blown over, he immediately left the hospital.

Afterward, he managed to get hold of Gu Xi’s whereabouts through a detective. And just now, he followed him to the airport’s restroom because he hadn’t seen the person he missed so much in so long.

After Chu Yang got discharged from the hospital, he received a text from the matching center, and went there just for fun.

His main focus was still to look for Gu Xi, but for some reason, Gu Xi had become more cautious and even changed his address.

Now, opportunities to encounter him were few and far between so, of course, Chu Yang was going to seize every chance he got, like this kind of public activity.

Sitting next to Chu Yang, a girl couldn’t resist striking up a conversation with this charming and sunny younger guy. They hit it off, and Gu Xi noticed Chu Yang intentionally lowering his voice, making it almost impossible to discern any difference, as if he’d undergone special training.

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Before Gu Xi could respond, his manager guided him away.

Seeing Chu Yang made Gu Xi’s heart go cold, but because of this call, it had gained a bit of warmth.

Gu Xi replied, “I’ve already given you my answer the moment I pressed that green button.”

“Okay. I’ll be on standby until you find the right Alpha.”

The smile on Gu Xi’s face slowly disappeared, his expression turning blank.

Then you better take your time and wait for a very long time.

“The gift. Open it later,” Rong Jing actually wanted to ask if Gu Xi planned to wash off the marking, but just like with the gift, he couldn’t bring himself to ask.

Gu Xi noticed Chu Yang standing up ahead, and instinctively followed his movements with his gaze, “Alright.”

Gu Xi had no expectations for the mentioned gift. He figured it was either food or something practical. Rong Jing was a pragmatist, not the type to give surprises.

It wasn’t until the sweet voice of the flight attendant came over the intercom, announcing their departure, that Rong Jing wished him a safe journey and hung up the phone.

Gu Xi pulled up the photo he had secretly taken of Rong Jing, trying to suppress his fear. There was a time when he was terrified, thinking only of escaping and enduring the torment from those perverts. Each time, his second personality would mock him, angry at his cowardice. Even now, Gu Xi felt like a jinx.

But somewhere along the way, something had changed. Why had he been so tolerant before? So dumb…

Gu Xi’s assistant, Mo Dian, assumed Gu Xi would fall asleep as soon as they boarded the plane, as he usually did. But today, Gu Xi kept his eyes open. Mo Dian asked, “Why aren’t you sleeping?”

Gu Xi put on his sunglasses, “I’m not sleepy yet.”

He wanted to see what Chu Yang would do. During this time, Gu Xi kept listening to the sounds around him, trying to pick up Chu Yang’s thoughts. Unfortunately, luck wasn’t on his side; he couldn’t read what he was thinking.

The plane entered its night time journey without incident. The people around took the blankets the flight attendants provided and gradually fell asleep. The cabin lights were dim, with only the sound of the engines and the muffled friction of the fuselage against the atmosphere.

During this time, Gu Xi agreed to take photos with a few flight attendants. They were very polite, actually worried about disturbing him, and kept apologizing. The flight crew was excited, having discovered he was on their flight, but regulations from a few years ago forbade disturbing public figures in the middle of their work unless they had permission.

There had been instances where celebrities appeared friendly but turned around and complained about the crew. However, Gu Xi was known for his high praise rate in the private airline chat groups. He always cooperated, writing thoughtful, encouraging messages with each autograph.

This was the kind of positive energy that ordinary people wanted to see from a star.

Gu Xi smiled, assured them that it was fine and told them that he wasn’t tired. He took photos with a few of them. One Alpha crew accidentally brushed his arm against him. Gu Xi glanced at the spot where their skin had touched, noticing tiny bumps forming and a slight itch.

It turned out his allergy to alphas hadn’t completely gone away; he was just immune to Rong Jing.

After the group photos, Gu Xi returned to his seat and noticed Chu Yang had pulled his hat low and wrapped himself in a blanket, his face obscured. He seemed to be sleeping soundly, even snoring softly.

He looked so innocent and cute.

If only Gu Xi didn’t know his true nature.

Was he just being paranoid? In a public place, on an airplane, it was unlikely anything would happen.

Gu Xi closed his eyes, trying to rest without fully falling asleep, keeping part of his awareness on his surroundings. Yet, against his will, his mind kept dragging him back to memories of those dark days of captivity—dim rooms, meals delivered to his bedside, his hands and feet abound.

The boy would smile at him with sunshine, but his eyes were as obsessive as a madman’s.

Just as he was enveloped by this darkness, a gentle voice wrapped around him, reminiscent of the warmth of his parents’ embrace.

The voice told him that he should come to like Chu Yang, that Chu Yang would gradually be a better person for him, and that he was Chu Yang’s salvation in life.

Gu Xi’s consciousness felt entangled like seaweed, his legs unable to move. That voice kept whispering in his ear that Chu Yang was the most suitable person for him.

“Ah!” Gu Xi gasped as he woke up, glancing around to find most of the passengers still asleep.

The plane had passed through the red-eye flight phase and was now cruising steadily in the stratosphere.

Daylight streamed in through the windows, the shades lifted, and the clouds outside, swirled like the billowing skirts of a young girl.

He pressed his temples, feeling a headache. After a night of hypnotic dreams, he was mentally exhausted. As he watched Chu Yang stand up to go to the restroom, he felt not fear but a strange sense of familiarity.

Familiarity? Alarm bells rang in Gu Xi’s mind. What’s going on? Whose voice was that in my dream?

Gu Xi knew that no matter how advanced technology became, it was impossible for anyone to control another person’s dreams, especially not in a hypnotic way.

He had a nagging feeling that something was preventing him from caring about Rong Jing.

Like an invisible force, Gu Xi couldn’t help but remember the day Rong Jing fell into a manhole without warning while walking down the street. Could there be a connection to that?

Unable to make sense of it, Gu Xi shook off the strange feeling.

As morning arrived, the flight attendants began serving breakfast, pushing the cart down the aisle and asking passengers about their preferred drinks. In first class, they could order meals and alcohol.

Chu Yang ordered a Sprite, which the flight attendant poured for him, moving from one seat to the next.

When the flight attendant asked Gu Xi what he would like, he casually requested a glass of white peach champagne and then used his notes app to remind Mo Dian to ask for a Sprite.

He couldn’t predict when a crisis might occur, but he couldn’t be unprepared.

The flight attendant went to the back to get a champagne flute and on the way, bumped into Chu Yang, who was returning from the restroom.

The whole process was quick, and although Gu Xi watched every second of it, he noticed nothing unusual. It was as if a magician’s hands were at work ahead.

But his intuition had always been sharp. Ordering champagne was a way to stand out, to see if Chu Yang would make a move.

If not, it meant he wasn’t a target this time.

If so, then Chu Yang couldn’t blame him for what might follow.

As the flight attendant was about to pour the champagne into the flute, Gu Xi softly interrupted, saying he preferred to pour it himself.

The flight attendant smiled and agreed, moving on to serve the next passenger.

Gu Xi stared at the champagne flute. It might no longer be the same one.

He glanced at Chu Yang, who had an airtight alibi, and signaled to Mo Dian.

Mo Dian had been Gu Xi’s assistant for several years, and understood him perfectly. However, he felt a bit nervous. Lately, Gu Xi seemed out of character, far more cunning than he used to be.

Mo Dian shook the girl in the seat ahead, saying that his pen had rolled under her seat and asking if she could help retrieve it.

The girl, knowing the celebrity behind her was the affable Gu Xi, happily obliged.

Holding his breath, Gu Xi naturally poured Mo Dian’s sprite into the champagne flute, making sure the liquid thoroughly coated the inner walls of the glass. He then poured it back into the disposable cup. Taking advantage of the moment when the row was free of other passengers and the girl was looking down, he swapped his cup with Chu Yang’s in the seat ahead.

The entire process was done in one shot, without the slightest pause.

When Chu Yang came out of the restroom, he saw Gu Xi seemingly drinking champagne, a slight smile playing on his lips. What he didn’t notice was that Gu Xi’s lips never touched the rim of the glass.