"Where has everyone gone..."
Wenying looked around helplessly, occasionally looking at a dark snake shadow in the distance. She and Han Chang had already run so far. For some reason, the giant python stayed in that area and made no movement.
"The monster is motionless. I'm afraid things are not simple. Maybe everyone is near it."
"What should we do? Would it be better for us to go over and help them?" Wenying grabbed her collar, looking anxious. She was a little scared, but she didn't want others to face the danger. She sighed again: "But we may not be its opponents."
"Damn lies——"
Han Chang gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. But in fact, he was unsure. I just took my sister to escape danger, and now I have to go back. Isn't this a gift? But if he leaves his sister here alone, he doesn't know what dangers he will encounter, and she will definitely not cooperate obediently. If you go to save people alone, you have no confidence. Thinking about the worst, if everyone is here, what should I do if I ask Yingying? If you want to save the two of you, the best way is to take advantage of the situation. But he, Zhongli Hanshang, is definitely not this kind of person and cannot do such a thing.
Before he could think of a way, a familiar voice brought him back to reality from his thoughts.
"You are so persistent."
The two men suddenly turned around and saw that person at the same moment.
The one they longed for.
"Warm wine!"
Wenying rushed forward, but was hugged empty. Looking up again, Wen Jiu was standing in another position. Disapparation is a common trick used by fox demons, she should have thought of it. But she was unwilling to do so and ran up again, and sure enough she only caught the shadow. Hanshang walked up to Wenying and put his hands on her shoulders, hoping that she would calm down first - even though his own hands were shaking slightly.
Warm wine with long flowing hair, rich clothes and jade belt, he is in his prime, and still looks like a handsome young man...
But the warm wine in front of them is no longer the same as before.
Han Chang thought many times about what he should say when he meets his brother-in-law Wen Jiu again, but in the end he couldn't make a decision. Rather than whether he killed the master or not, why he left without saying goodbye is the most important thing. But when we first met, I must have been very excited. Can Han Yang really say this? Before he could figure it out, the reunion came earlier than expected.
"Where have you been?!" Asking Ying was more outspoken than him. She asked loudly, her tone completely different from the delicate tone just now, almost to the point of being hoarse. "Why did you abandon us?! Is there anything that we can't explain clearly? You don't trust me, don't trust my brother? Even the words you said can't count, and the promises you made can be reneged on - but this is not at all The warm wine I know!!”
She cried every word.
Wenjiu's expression remained unchanged, with his usual peaceful smile. In the past, such a smile made them feel at ease and calm, but now it only made them feel strange and dangerous. He said calmly:
"Just think that the Wenjiu you knew is dead."
"Are you kidding me?!"
The two said in unison. Han Chang grabbed Wenying, predicted her possible extreme behavior in advance, and then asked:
"What have you gone through? How will we know if you don't tell us? Did he instill some... bad thoughts into you? He is just a bastard! I have seen how he uses his words to confuse others. You shouldn't believe those things easily. !”
"This is my own choice and has nothing to do with him. It is your thinking habit to always take it for granted that the two should be linked. Besides, I am so easy to be led astray, so you are looking down on me too much..." Wen Jiu closed his eyes, shook his head slightly and said, "It is better to say that you don't think that I will change anything spontaneously, and you are already looking down on me. Yes, I have changed a lot. I just saw a lot of things and thought about it." I understand a lot of things. I have no obligation to explain them to you one by one. If you want to fully understand them, you should slowly understand them yourself. When you fully understand me, come back to me."
"What on earth are you talking about?!" Wenying almost cried, "Why, why don't I understand a word... Why do you always say things I can't understand and do things I can't understand..."
Wen Jiu's tone was slower, like a teacher comforting a stupid student.
"You are still far behind. However, if you continue to practice like this, one day you may be able to have the understanding that is rare. When I see you this time, I came with Lan. I want to try to communicate with you head-on and see where you are now. What level...are you guys at? But obviously, within two sentences, your knowledge has been exposed. I think there is no need for me to waste time and say the words I prepared."
Han Chang asked in disbelief: "Wen Jiu, when did you become so arrogant?"
"Interpreting the difference in cognition as arrogance is also your usual arrogance."
Being choked like this, Han Chang was speechless. He knew that Wenjiu could be extremely mean in front of rude outsiders...but he didn't expect that these words spoken to him would be so hurtful.
Wen Jiu said slowly: "There is no right or wrong in this world, it's just that we have chosen different paths. There is no need to fight and fight to the death. We should never get to the point of fighting. In this world They are all mediocre, I just...want to be a less mediocre mediocre person. That's all. I think this will be our last peaceful meeting."
After that, he turned around. The bright moonlight covered his whole body with a faint light, and the two looked dizzy. Before leaving, something slipped out of his sleeve and fell to the ground, soaking in the water. It seemed to be some kind of paper product. I wonder if he threw it away intentionally. Han Chang told his sister not to move and chased after him. Wenying did not follow, but was attracted by the wet paper and bent forward.
Hanshang chases, chases. For some reason, his figure is getting further and further away. He was obviously walking, but no matter how fast he walked, he couldn't catch up with him. An indescribable despair spread in his heart, like seeds that had been planted long ago suddenly blooming. This hopeless figure was like the last spell left by Wenjiu - the spell that made him give up.
Over there, what Wenying picked up was a thin letter. It was completely soaked with water. Wenying held it in her hands, carefully dried it with magic, and then carefully pulled the letter paper out of the envelope. The ink on it has scattered a lot, and the shape of many words can no longer be distinguished. But combined with the words before and after, I can barely guess the meaning.
Her grip on the paper tightened. As her eyes passed over each word, her heart twitched irregularly. Dizzying grief and anger, or other emotions that she couldn't understand, penetrated every pore of her like a spreading tide - even though the sea was far away from here. She seemed to be wrapped in transparent blisters, with nowhere to hide and no way to breathe. Exposed to such glaring words, her mind would go blank from time to time. She needed to work hard to bring herself back to reality before continuing to watch. But every time I do this, the last sentence will be completely forgotten, like...the brain doesn't want to remember it. It took her much longer than ordinary people to read this short letter. Even though there are dyslexic parts, it's too long for anyone who isn't illiterate. What's more, she doesn't remember much of these things, let alone understand them. The paper that had not been dry for long received a few tears, and a few words fell apart, making it more difficult to read. Water damage spreads slowly and increases quickly.
All Wenying could do now was just stand here blankly, letting the paper slip from her hands again and soak in the moisture on the ground again. This time, after soaking for a long time, the ink completely spread out. The gray paper fell to the ground. From a distance, it looked like a bare patch of land on the meadow.
"Ask Hotaru?!"
Han Chang ran back from the front. He probably gave up the pursuit. He can't catch him...just ask Yingying. But she couldn't give much reaction, all her energy was spent on dealing with the letter.
"I didn't catch up with him..." Han Chang panted, raised his head again and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Wenying's dull face was pale, like real snow. She turned her stiff head and looked at him in a daze. It seemed that after a lot of hard work, she recognized that the person in front of her was her brother.
Her eyebrows slowly squeezed together, looking extremely aggrieved. If there were fox ears, they must be slowly drooping at this moment. Then, she cried in her own altered voice, like a child:
"He doesn't want me anymore..."
The next moment, she burst into tears.
Han Chang hurriedly ran forward and hugged her tightly, patting her back. She kept sobbing in her brother's arms, just like every time she was wronged as a child. She cried hoarsely, her fragile lungs and heart shaking against each other. She simply vented her sadness, and the last time she did this was when she was very young. At this moment, in her brother's arms, she seemed to have returned to the past, becoming a child who would never grow up.
She wasn't good enough, so her fiancé walked away. is this real? Is this really my fault? It shouldn't be like this. If it were Wenjiu in the past, he would definitely tell himself that it was never the girl's problem. But he said that Wenjiu in the past is dead. Who is this ghost in the world now wearing the skin of Wenjiu?
Wenying even cried so hard that she couldn't breathe, and burped from time to time, looking embarrassed and pitiful. This was the worst thing she could imagine, and she didn't expect it to become reality so easily. Although she was not unprepared, when all this actually happened, it was still far beyond her psychological preparation. She seemed to cry herself dry in this warm embrace, and her body also melted away, turning into a puddle of snow water, seeping into the ground, or evaporating into the sky, breaking away from the net of mortal world and finding eternal peace.
Could anything worse happen?
Could anything worse happen?
Her brother's hug was so tight that she couldn't breathe at all. In a daze, bursts of white light appeared in front of her eyes, sometimes bright and sometimes dark. She felt like she was going to lose her breath at any moment and turn into a puddle of pure snow water.
"Don't cry, it's not worth it, don't cry-"
Han Chang just patted her back with one hand and kept talking.
What did Qingying want to say, but her throat was completely blocked and she was so choked that she couldn't say a word. She tried to push Han Chang away, but the other party hugged her tighter and tighter.
Immediately afterwards, a burning sharp blade penetrated Wenying's body from behind.
"Maybe something worse will happen."
"Hanshang" let go of his hand.
