Free Web NovelChapter 265: Chapter 145: Where’s That Promised Scumbag? (2)
Chu Xuan quickly spread his arms to catch his senior sister, narrowly preventing her from being blown away by the strong wind.
Qin Mengyao was enveloped in Chu Xuan’s embrace, her heart filled with joy.
But soon, Chu Xuan released her and seriously advised, "Don’t do such dangerous things."
Qin Mengyao nodded, biting her lip as she looked at Chu Xuan, "I miss those days. I feel that we have grown distant over the past few years."
Chu Xuan was speechless. Wasn’t it you who deliberately distanced yourself from me? When I left the mountain back then, I couldn’t even see you once.
Although Chu Xuan didn’t say it outright, Qin Mengyao could guess as much from his expression.
She felt apologetic and hugged Chu Xuan again, "I’m sorry, I hadn’t thought it through before."
"I always thought we had plenty of time. We’re senior sister and junior brother, and we’ll have many opportunities to interact in the future, so there’s no need to rush."
Chu Xuan was silent. To be honest, he hadn’t expected this outcome. Could his senior sister really have some affection for him?
"I have a question. Is this feeling something you have now or did you have it before I left the mountain for my journeys?"
"Before leaving the mountain." Qin Mengyao replied without any hesitation.
"It’s just that at the time, I couldn’t recognize my own feelings. I always believed that the path of detachment was the one I should follow, and that’s why I rejected you."
Chu Xuan’s expression grew even more melancholy, and he sighed lightly, "Senior Sister, I once heard someone say, ’Only by reaching the extremity of emotion can one reach the extremity of the sword.’ Perhaps the path of detachment is not necessarily suitable for you."
Qin Mengyao murmured to herself, "Extreme emotion, extreme sword?"
Chu Xuan nodded, "Yes, regarding your future path, you can consider it more deeply."
"As for us... now everything is too late."
While speaking, he gently pushed his senior sister away, even though her expression seemed utterly astonished.
"Too late, what do you mean?" Qin Mengyao’s eyes were hollow, as if speaking in a dreamlike state.
"If you had given me a positive answer when I asked you that question before I left the mountain, perhaps we would be together now."
"But," Chu Xuan hardened his heart and said with determination, "time has changed, and my heart is now set on Begonia. From now on, we can only be senior sister and junior brother; there will be no other possibilities."
As Qin Mengyao listened, tears suddenly fell. She choked up and said, "Really, is it really impossible?"
"Can you... give me one more chance? I know I was wrong."
Chu Xuan shook his head, "Although saying this might be cruel, I don’t want to give you false hope." ƒгeewёbnovel.com
"Perhaps ending it sooner is better for both of us."
Qin Mengyao covered her face with both hands, crying even more intensely, her whole body trembling as if on the verge of collapse.
Chu Xuan’s heart was filled with compassion, yet he did not step forward to comfort her. He simply watched quietly.
It was a long time later that Qin Mengyao, having cried to exhaustion, wiped her tears, and raised her head to offer Chu Xuan a reluctant smile, reminiscent of the bright and generous demeanor she had when they first met.
Her voice was very hoarse, but her tone seemed to revert to that of the mature and steady senior sister, "Since that’s the case, I wish you and Begonia happiness for a hundred years."
"I suddenly remembered, there are some matters I need to attend to. I probably won’t be able to accompany you any further. Take care of yourself."
Chu Xuan nodded, "I will be careful, Senior Sister. You take care too."
After saying that, he couldn’t help but add, "Shall I escort you back to the mountain gate?"
Qin Mengyao shook her head with a smile, her deep eyes holding an indelible sorrow, "Senior Sister is not a child, I don’t need you to escort me."
Then she waved to Chu Xuan, merging with her sword to transform into a streak of blue sword light that soared away.
Watching the direction the sword light departed, a scene from when they first met resurfaced in Chu Xuan’s mind:
"Are you awake?"
"I am Qin Mengyao, your senior sister."
"Greetings, Senior Sister I am Chu Xuan."
"How is your health? Master wants me to bring you to see him."
"Still fine, please lead the way, Senior Sister."
Chu Xuan sighed, but he did not regret it.
He had decided to devote himself wholeheartedly to loving one person. To him, Begonia was worthy; he would give her his unconditional trust and love, and he believed that she would do the same.
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Chu Xuan returned to a solitary state, trying his best to force himself not to recall matters related to Qingqing and his senior sister, focusing his attention on the upcoming tasks.
In reality, at the last Hundred Flowers Banquet, some guests mentioned the changes in heaven and earth over recent years.
At first, there were only some unusually brilliant auroras, or permanent fog, or phenomena like double sun, and double moon appearing in the sky.
Gradually, the sky began to collapse, the earth and ocean had rifts, fire spread endlessly, floods raged ceaselessly, surrounded creatures seemed to be corrupted by an unknown force, becoming ferociously violent, easily losing reason and turning on each other.
This unusual phenomenon initially only appeared in extremely remote areas, like the depths of the wilderness, but in recent years, it has begun to spread to populated areas.
The demonic paths are famously selfish; unless the chaos spreads to their territories, they live for today and savor today, uncaring of the world collapsing.
The righteous sects, in contrast, show a sense of responsibility, periodically sending people to fix these phenomena to prevent disasters from converging into larger regions, further expanding and eroding the living space of all creatures.
At the Hundred Flowers Banquet, many insightful persons expressed concern, but most people were indifferent, with the attitude that until the sky truly collapses on their heads, they don’t care...
