The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Chapter 1282 The Promise of an Embrace

Land seemed to be explaining for Sky, but he didn't look at Tang Tang; his eyes were lowered and fixed on the ground.

Tang Tang couldn't see his expression, but she could hear his calm and unwavering voice, as if he no longer cared about the harm caused by these hardships.

Tang Tang, however, was looking at Land when she suddenly spoke.

He asked, "And what about you?"

Land paused, then hesitantly looked up at Tang Tang.

Tang Tang approached Land step by step, looking at him with a mixture of inquiry and gentleness on her face, and repeated, "And what about you?"

"You said that when Sky can't release his emotions, he suddenly yells and screams. What about you, who is exactly like him?"

Land looked at Tang Tang, her lips moved slightly, and then she said softly, "A good night's sleep... will make you feel better."

There is nothing that cannot be faced. If it is too painful, just close your eyes and take a nap.

If he's lucky enough to open his eyes the next day, he'll have the courage to keep living. If he dies the next day, it doesn't matter, because he'll have finally let go of everything.

He spoke as if it were easy, his tone light and airy, unlike Sky who made a big fuss, which made him seem less pitiful.

But Tang Tang knew that these two little bitter gourds had grown up together, and even Sky, who was insensitive to emotions and acted entirely on instinct, had been tormented into this state...

It could be said that the precocious and intelligent Land probably suffered far more harm than Sky.

Is he sad right now?

Tang Tang looked at Land, leaned closer, and then, with a smile on her face, suddenly said, "Sky seems to have been startled by my hug... Do you think he's happy or unhappy?"

Land pursed his lips slightly, stared intently at Tang Tang, then lowered his eyes and quietly said, "Happy, aren't you?"

"And what about you?" Tang Tang asked, "Are you happy or sad right now?"

Land paused for a few seconds before replying, "I don't know."

His perception of emotions differs from Sky's. Sky doesn't experience many emotions normally, so whenever he has unusual emotions, his reaction is particularly noticeable.

But Land is different; he has suppressed far too many emotions since childhood.

Good or bad... whatever the emotion, his only option is to quietly process it all.

Having processed it all, Land can no longer even accurately capture his own emotions.

Happy? Sad? There wasn't much difference, so much so that after Tang Tang asked the question, Land realized, after reflecting on it himself, that he couldn't give a definite answer either.

Was he happy? It didn't seem so.

But is he sad?

Land thought to himself, "What do I have to be sad about?"

“I think you should learn from Sky right now,” Tang Tang interrupted Land’s silence, snorting, “Sky may be silly, but at least he’ll yell when he doesn’t understand something, so he won’t bottling it up.”

She said, "You look so calm and collected, but I can't help but feel that you're in so much pain."

"I'll only ask you once, and then it's over," Tang Tang tilted her head and looked at Land. She opened her arms and smiled at him, "Want a hug?"

Land looked up and quietly gazed at Tang Tang. The light in his eyes wasn't very bright, but when he stared at someone, there was always a kind of obscure stubbornness.

Under Tang Tang's gaze, Land stopped using his own brain to think for the first time.

However, his body had already made its own decisions, and a kind of rational danger alarm was screaming wildly, but Land still ignored it and stepped forward, then hugged Tang Tang tightly.

Embracing the land and embracing the sky feel completely different.

Sky is like a tabby cat with its fur all prickly; it's warm to hold, but also kicks and punches, feeling like you're hugging a prickly hedgehog. It's very energetic, but holding it for too long feels like punishing yourself.

Although Sky was actually quite well-behaved every time Tang Tang hugged him and rarely struggled, this inexplicable feeling still existed.

But holding Land now feels completely different.

He was quietly held in Tang Tang's arms, and even the strands of her hair felt much smoother than Sky's. When he hugged Land, it felt like he was hugging a shiny, smooth, long, and soft black kitten.

Putting everything else aside, compared to the flammable and explosive Sky, Tang Tang felt that Land's body temperature was even lower than Sky's.

It's cool to the touch, and quite comfortable to hold.

Once Tang Tang was comfortable in the hug, she simply didn't let go. She raised her hand and ruffled Land's hair with practiced ease.

Land quietly let Tang Tang do as she pleased. He closed his eyes, gently embraced her, and pressed his face against hers—an intimate distance he had never shown before.

Land's brain, which had just been forced offline, is now back online and keeps shouting to tell Land... he likes it.

He enjoyed this intimate embrace with her, this close proximity; he wanted to gain the same favor and familiarity from her.

It can't be less than Sky's, but it can be more than his.

Land felt he might be a little selfish, but he accepted it well.

"Thank you," Land said. "Can we hug again next time?"

Tang Tang raised an eyebrow slightly. "When is the next time?"

Land didn't say anything, but simply tightened his grip on Tang Tang's arm.

When will the next one be?

Perhaps it's time for the next hug.

Some promises don't need a specific timeframe because every minute and second counts.

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……

"I thought you would go see that person first..."

Edwin wore a soft bathrobe, his muscular and masculine body perfectly filling out the pure white robe, even giving him a somewhat aggressive look.

The bathrobe was a large men's size, actually quite long, but on Edwin it only reached a little below his knees, revealing half of his long and powerful calves.

He was barefoot on the carpet, water droplets still dripping from his hair, and the towel in his hand was dry, obviously he hadn't had time to dry himself yet.

Edwin, wearing only a bathrobe, stood calmly in the middle of the room, looking at Tang Tang who had appeared without even knocking, and said with some amusement, "A night raid?"

Tang Tang glanced at Edwin's loose bathrobe, revealing his full, beautiful pectoral muscles and prominent collarbones.

Water droplets dripped from his hair, rolled down his cheek, and slid forward in an arc, sliding across his face and dripping from his chin. They first fell directly into the hollow of his collarbone, then dispersed and then solidified, finally disappearing into his open collar.

[I'm posting 2k words first. The next chapter got stuck during the review process, so I have to delete and rewrite it.]