God's Gift

Hearing Yu Youyou asking about this, Fang Ziang took a breath and quickly said, "Lu Keming is crazy. He heard the rumor that you and I are getting engaged from somewhere, and he is so angry that he wants to kill me."

"Ah?" Yu Youyou squatted in front of Fang Ziang, crossed her arms, tilted her head in a strange way, and asked, "What is engagement?"

Fang Ziang thought Yu Youyou would have something to say, but it turned out to be this question. He was speechless for a while and replied, "It's the marriage contract before the wedding, which means we are getting married soon."

"Ah!" Yu Youyou finally realized that the word had something to do with marriage. She widened her eyes and quickly said, "No, I can't marry you!"

"I won't marry you either." Fang Ziang snorted angrily, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up tremblingly with the help of the corner, staggered towards the door, and closed the window tightly.

After closing the window, Fang Ziang carefully checked it several times. Looking at the tightly closed window, he said fearfully:

"He's not normal now, we can't let him in again."

Yu Youyou stood up, looked at the glass, and said to Fang Ziang, "It's useless to keep it like this. It will break if you hit it."

"Of course I know!" Fang Ziang scratched his head anxiously, walked around the room twice, and felt unsafe everywhere. He said to Youyou, "No, I have to find a place to hide."

"Oh, that's fine too. You can find it quickly." Yu Youyou nodded in agreement.

After saying that, she walked to the window, climbed up to the windowsill in two steps, squatted by the window and looked down. The camphor tree in the yard grew outside the window, blocking the moonlight.

The lights in the yard have been turned off, and the faint light of the stars spreads on the lawn like falling snowflakes.

Yu Youyou raised her head and slightly turned sideways to avoid the camphor tree outside the window that blocked her view, and stared at the moon in the sky with her bright eyes.

The moonlight fell into her clear eyes, like a few white lights lit up in the dark room.

A black shadow flew under the moon. The light in Yu Youyou's eyes flickered. Her lips moved and she muttered in a low voice, "Where are we going?"

But the giant dragon that flew quietly away in the night sky didn't know that the moon revealed his whereabouts to the window, and the window, which could not hide anything, told everything to the pair of eyes filled with moonlight.

He didn't hear Yu Youyou's question, so naturally he couldn't answer her.

The black shadow flapped its wings and flew under the moonlight, gradually disappearing into the silent night and out of sight.

Yu Youyou retracted her gaze, jumped down from the windowsill, swayed on the ground for a while before standing firm, walked towards the door, waved to Fang Ziang who was still muttering, and said, "I'm leaving! Bye."

Fang Ziang turned his head to look at Yu Youyou at the door. The red mark on his neck was pulled. He pulled up the corner of his mouth and took a breath of cold air: "Hiss, it hurts!"

Yu Youyou had already stepped out of the room, but when she heard Fang Ziang's voice, she took a step back, lay down at the door, and said to Fang Ziang with a smile:

"Go to sleep now, and the elves will come to heal your wounds at night!" After saying that, she raised her hands and made a flying gesture with both hands, saying, "Just like mom said, whoosh whoosh, the pain will fly away."

"What are you talking about..." Fang Ziang was amused by Yu Youyou's actions and muttered.

Yu Youyou put her hands behind her back and swaggered out of the room.

Fang Ziang stood in the room, just about to go to bed like Yu Youyou said, but before lying down he thought about the engagement that Lu Keming had mentioned. The more he thought about it, the more it seemed wrong. No one else knew about his engagement with Yu Youyou, so how did Lu Keming hear about their engagement?

Fang Ziang thought for a while, then hurriedly took out a scarf from the cupboard and wrapped it around his neck. He then wiped the blood off his face in front of the mirror, tidied himself up, ran downstairs and knocked on the door of Fang's father and mother.

"Aren't you asleep?" Fang's mother had already gone to bed. Seeing Fang Ziang standing at the door, she said, "Why didn't you open the door when I knocked earlier?"

"That's going to be a problem." Fang Ziang touched the scarf around his neck uncomfortably and asked, "Did you tell anyone about my engagement with Yu Youyou?"

"Yes." Fang's mother nodded naturally, then looked at Fang Ziang and frowned, "You don't want others to know, do you? Youyou is so cute, why would you dislike her!"

"That's not what I meant!" Fang Ziang felt a chill in his heart when he heard his mother's answer. He explained with a headache, "I don't like Yu Youyou, so how could I possibly marry her?"

Fang's mother looked at Fang Ziang and said, "You just don't have any feelings for Youyou now, but you will definitely like Youyou after you spend more time together. She is so likable."

"Besides, this is the engagement that Youyou's parents made with us. It's not reasonable for you to not abide by it. I've already sent out the invitations."

"Invitation?!" Fang Ziang's eyes widened, and he looked at Fang's mother in astonishment, "It can't be an engagement invitation, right?"

"What else?" Fang's mother looked at Fang Ziang in confusion and said, "You and Youyou are both adults and have reached the age to get married. It's okay to get engaged first."

"How could you do this?!" Fang Ziang's heart tightened with fear at the news of the invitation. He originally thought it was a rumor and he could explain it to Lu Keming, but now his nightmare had come true and Lu Keming would have to kill him.

He took a breath and said with a headache: "I already have someone I like, and Yu Youyou doesn't like me either, so how can we be together!"

"How can you be so sure that Youyou doesn't like you?" Fang's mother looked at Fang Ziang suspiciously, and with some guesses in her mind, she asked in surprise, "Could it be that Youyou has someone she likes?"

Fang Ziang opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to answer, but then he remembered that Yu Youyou hadn't said yet that she liked Lu Keming. What if she didn't like Lu Keming anymore in the future, and it would be difficult to deal with it if he said it now?

He paused for a second and replied, "Don't think too much. Everyone around her is better than me, and there's a very powerful person who likes her. Don't have any illusions about me. She doesn't like me."

"Really?" Fang's mother looked at Fang Ziang suspiciously, snorted coldly, and said, "Look at your nonchalant look. If I were Youyou, I wouldn't like you either."

After that, Fang's mother continued to ask: "When did you find someone you like? How come I didn't know?"

Fang Ziang waved his hand and replied, "But she doesn't like me, so how can I tell you? What if you go find someone else?"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? If Youyou had a better choice, I wouldn't look for you." Fang's mother looked at Fang Ziang with disdain. "Well, you can't get the girl you like. If you need help, just tell us."

"Got it." Fang Ziang turned around, waved to Fang's mother and said, "I'm going to bed."

When he reached the upper floor, Fang Ziang was overwhelmed by the pain in his body. He cried out in pain, reached out to take off the scarf from his neck, and muttered, "How can you be so cruel?"

He lowered his head and opened the door as usual, but his eyes first saw the black fog on the ground. He was stunned for a second, then immediately raised his head and saw a stranger in black clothes in the room.

"Who are you?!" Fang Ziang felt a surge of fear in his heart and his body instinctively took a step back in fear, looking at the man in black in the room.

The man in black did not answer Fang Ziang's question. His black robe blended into the night. The black mist surrounding him surged, covering his face under the brim of his hat tightly, making it impossible to see his features clearly.

He raised his hand, and the heavy iron gloves made a collision sound due to friction. An iron dagger was tightly grasped in the glove, and he handed it to Fang Ziang. A vague voice came into Fang Ziang's ears.

"kill him."