Chapter 82: The Comet Flies Toward the Sun

Chris stepped out of the bathroom and received a text message from Yang Yi.

"Cancel the flight ticket; I'm flying toward you. Also, send me your location."

Chris's hand trembled, and he nearly dropped his phone.

She's coming? She's flying here in person? Ah, perhaps she is already on her way!

Shock and incredulity filled his heart; for a moment, he could not imagine it. Flying from Luocheng to the capital of Xia Country takes twelve hours, a straight-line distance of over ten thousand kilometers, crossing an entire Pacific Ocean! One-quarter of Earth's circumference!

And she actually intends to fly here?

Yes, she is coming soon! Just as the shock passed, Chris suddenly grew nervous again: What do I need to prepare? Wear a suit she likes? No, no, no, this is at home; it should seem ordinary, creating a relaxed and natural atmosphere...

In the spacious and clean bathroom, Chris stood there with a towel wrapped around his lower body, holding his phone in his left hand. His expression mixed shock with delight, but it quickly turned to anxiety and helplessness.

A string of unprecedented, unforeseen questions surged into his mind: How long will it take her? Will she be detected by Akka Country's air defense systems? Over such a vast distance, can she really fly here?

He wanted to call and ask, but worried about disturbing her flight.

Right, the location! Send the location!

After sending the location, he immediately sprinted to the walk-in closet to change clothes. While choosing which outfit to wear, he suddenly remembered that their relationship could not be exposed—that would be a huge trouble for Yang Yi!

He immediately called his bodyguard, chef, and nanny, giving all of them a day off.

"Boss? Seriously? A day off for everyone? Not leaving a single person?" asked the bodyguard, who had worked by his side for four years, unable to understand.

"Undoubtedly."

"But news reports say that recently, crazy fans broke into Gracie Sandy's home in Beverly and even stole her clothes..."

"I spent a fortune on the security system specifically to prevent this. If ordinary people can break in so easily, then I will consider suing the security system vendor."

"Alright! Boss, you have the final say."

Once the entire mansion was left with only himself, he sighed, dropped his phone, and continued selecting clothes in the walk-in closet.

This is at home; I should dress casually, not so formally—and being too formal would seem unnatural. I should let her see the real me, not that perfect, charming, illusory idol she imagines...

But is the real me attractive enough? Will she have no interest in the real me at all? Her affection might just be chasing a past dream, a fleeting illusion.

Chris had never doubted himself so deeply, not with anyone. He always believed his self-awareness was strong enough; he would never change himself for anyone—if you love me, you should love all of me, not force me to show only the part you like—but at this moment, he truly hesitated.

Is the real me attractive enough to her? Could it be that I am not that interesting, not that charming? Those things that add luster to a man—fame, money, power, status—she possesses them all, and even more than you do. More importantly, she possesses the most powerful force in the world, a god-like, earth-shattering might...

That night, the scene of them riding a giant sea beast floated into his mind...

At this moment, his long-held confidence left him, and he even felt a touch of inferiority.

Even without all this, she is not the type to care about such things; she is someone who values the inner self more than the external world. She even has a tendency toward nihilism; perhaps she believes everything in the world is meaningless—even revenge holds no meaning for her...

At this moment, he truly felt confused, and a wave of anxiety and panic struck his heart: If she only likes that illusory me, should I "perform" that Chris Norton? That illusory me in her imagination?

He frowned deeply, his thick eyelashes casting a shadow over his deep blue eyes.

His always confident and proud heart immediately rejected this thought: Why should I change myself for others? Even pretend to be a false self? Why engage in such affected pretense? —Just wear the most ordinary clothes, even if better ones are available! I must show the most ordinary, most common him; even appearing rough and unremarkable would be better!

As if in a fit of pique, he pulled out the most ordinary white T-shirt and a pair of khaki casual pants, put them on quickly with almost some dissatisfaction, and walked out without even looking in the mirror.

He paced to the corridor outside the villa, gazing at the sky. The weather had already become somewhat hot, with the sun blazing down fiercely.

Flying here like this, will she be discovered? Will she, halfway through, feel this idea is too risky and decide to return?...

Various thoughts filled his heart, making him increasingly anxious; he could no longer endure it.

He immediately called her.

"Darling... you really intend to fly here?" he asked hesitantly. "Although I indeed very much want to see you, this idea is undoubtedly too bold; you would have to fly across the entire Pacific Ocean!"

"What, do you think I can't do it? Or do you not want to see me?"

He heard her say.

"Please appear before me immediately! I will use action to let you know how intense my longing is!" Chris replied fiercely at once.

Just as he hung up the phone, he heard what seemed like a sonic boom from the distant sky. However, the sound was too far away; by the time it reached his ears, it had diminished to the faint decibels of insect chirping, and he quickly ignored it.

He paced back and forth in the corridor, occasionally looking up at the sky.

In this anxious waiting, he could not even feel the flow of time. He did not know how long had passed when suddenly, a rustling like wind came from behind him. He turned sharply, and Yang Yi was standing behind him, smiling, seeming to carry a hint of shyness.

"Hi—" She bit her lower lip, shyly waved at him, as if not knowing what to say. "I... I have arrived."

Chris saw shyness, longing, and admiration for him in her gaze.

A thought suddenly arose in him: Perhaps she likes the real me? This thought made Chris suddenly excited—Yes, certainly! Whenever he reveals his true emotions, she is most moved, such as when he confessed his feelings to her on the terrace of the Elro Hotel, or when he complained on the phone last time that she hadn't called him for four days—Yes, she likes sincerity and frankness; she appreciates the real!

This realization struck him instantly. He rushed forward without hesitation, pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly, embracing her with the passion of his entire life, just as that comet eagerly flew toward the sun.