The End Times as a Song

Chapter 644 Listen to This

Startled by this sudden action, she widened her eyes and inwardly scolded, "Why is this guy always so unserious...? What kind of mischief is he up to now...?"

On a quiet and mysterious night, Lin Moshi sat silently on the tall sycamore tree outside the Wuzheyu Gate. He stood tall and straight, but could not hide the weariness and worry on his face. He had not slept all night.

As the first rays of dawn gradually pierced the darkness and illuminated the horizon, Lin Moshi slowly raised his head, looked at the gradually brightening sky, and murmured to himself, "It's dawn..." His voice was tinged with helplessness and melancholy.

Just then, a round, black little guy—Coal Ball—peeked out from behind Lin Moshi's shoulder.

It blinked its bright, lively eyes and said with concern, "Yes, Master, why didn't you close your eyes all night...?" Its tone was full of worry.

Lin Moshi frowned slightly, his eyes somewhat dazed, and replied, "I can't sleep..." as if a heavy burden was weighing on his heart, making it difficult for him to sleep peacefully.

Just then, Wu Zheyu's door suddenly opened. She was dressed in an elegant white dress, as fresh and beautiful as a flower blooming in the morning. Seeing Lin Moshi sitting on the sycamore tree, Wu Zheyu's face immediately lit up with a joyful smile. She quickly stepped forward and asked softly, "Brother, are you awake?" However, Lin Moshi seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts and did not respond to Wu Zheyu's greeting.

Seeing this, the clever Coal Ball quickly went to Wu Zheyu's ear and whispered, "Lord Zheyu, Master hasn't slept all night..." Before it could finish speaking, it was coldly scolded by Lin Moshi: "Coal Ball, don't talk back!" Frightened, Coal Ball quickly covered its mouth with its two little paws and obediently sat back on Lin Moshi's shoulder.

Wu Zheyu looked at Lin Moshi's slightly haggard face, her eyes filled with deep concern. She softly advised, "Brother, why don't you go inside and get some sleep? Even just lying down and resting would be fine. Ayu doesn't have to go out to play today; she can stay here with you." As she spoke, she reached out and gently tugged at Lin Moshi's sleeve, looking at him expectantly. Lin Moshi glanced back at Wu Zheyu and said aloofly:

"No need, we'll go wherever you want to go today," Lin Moshi said gently, looking at Wu Zheyu with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Wu Zheyu was first taken aback, then overjoyed. Her eyes widened as she stared at Lin Moshi in disbelief, almost jumping for joy: "Really? Brother, this is wonderful! Can I go boating on the lake?"

Lin Moshi nodded quickly without the slightest hesitation, "Of course, but you must bring Miss Huan and Lin Yin along."

Wu Zheyu's previously joyful expression, as bright as a blooming spring flower, froze instantly on her pretty face, as if under a spell. Her once radiant smile drooped as if suddenly losing its support, disappearing completely. In its place was an undisguised displeasure, as somber as a dark, overcast sky, almost suffocating.

She pouted her rosy lips in a huff, her large, bright eyes filled with grievance and disappointment. Her mood seemed to plummet from the summit of a towering mountain to the depths of a bottomless abyss. She kept muttering to herself, "Taking them both with me? How can that be? All I want is to have some quiet, happy time alone with you, brother..."

But Lin Moshi, standing to the side, seemed not to hear. His resolute and cold face showed no sign of wavering, as if he had already made up his mind. Without hesitation, he waved his large, powerful hands and said decisively in an unquestionable tone, "This matter is settled. There is no room for discussion!"

Seeing this, Wu Zheyu was naturally unwilling, but she knew her brother's personality was always like this; once he made a decision, it was difficult to change it. So, unwilling to give up so easily, she was about to plead with her brother again, but the words caught in her throat. She saw that her brother, Lin Moshi's, eyes were unusually firm, as if forged of steel, leaving no room for negotiation.