Chapter 376 Sitting here is the answer
Almost the instant the words fell, a surge of resistance instinctively welled up in their minds.
Sharing? That's absurd.
This resistance does not stem from pride in one's status, but rather from a possessiveness that is so intense that it cannot tolerate even the slightest bit of sharing.
Just imagining her giving the same smile to another person, touching fingertips and breathing together, bestowing upon another the same intimacy and tenderness she once possessed...
The scene was like a red-hot blade, slashing through the hearts of several people, bringing a suffocating, excruciating pain.
The poison of jealousy coursed through their veins, and violent thoughts churned in their minds, making them almost want to kill the others immediately.
However, just as this fierce resistance was about to break through reason, another, darker and colder thought, like the icy wind of the abyss, instantly froze all impulses.
If we really do that, there will only be one outcome—losing her completely.
The mere thought of a future where they would be "complete strangers" and "watching her walk away to someone else while they themselves were deprived of even the right to get close" gripped their souls far more fiercely than jealousy.
Sharing is like placing your heart on the flames of jealousy, scorching it day and night—a long and agonizing torture that goes against your nature.
To give up, however, is to personally rip out that heart, crush it into mud. It is an immediate death, an end from which there is no redemption.
So, despite being torn apart by jealousy and resentment, and despite having no idea how to face it, they still came.
*
A suffocating silence filled the hall, as if even the air itself had become a heavy, solid substance.
As Karin finished speaking, her heart was pounding wildly. "I know this is strange, and it's going too far, but if... I mean, if..."
"Amitabha."
The clear and peaceful chanting of Buddhist prayers was the first thing to interrupt Huali's words.
"All phenomena arise from causes and conditions, and all phenomena cease due to causes and conditions. The Buddha is compassionate and also guides us through the tribulations of emotions." The Buddhist disciple's voice was not loud, but it carried the power to cut off all disturbances.
Lotus Moon White Monk's Robe Flowed Down Like Water as He Walked Up to Huali, Without Touching Her, He Simply Bowed Slightly, Making His Eyes Level with the Girl's.
"This humble monk never said he wanted to retire."
"Having stepped into this mortal world of karmic fire, this humble monk has never thought of turning back."
The Buddhist monk gazed into Huali's slightly widened almond-shaped eyes, his gaze reaching deep into the uneasy depths of her soul, his voice gentle:
"Huali, your thoughts are your cause and effect. And my persistence is my Zen."
In just a few words, the oppressive atmosphere in the hall was instantly broken open.
Shen Yu suddenly stood up, the chair scraping against the ground with a screeching sound.
The young master's eyes were bloodshot, and his throat was churning violently, as if a thousand words were stuck in his chest, but in the end, they only turned into an extremely suppressed, heavy breath.
He thought he was unique.
He thought that clear "together" was a melody played only for him.
However, this is not the case.
Shen Yu took a deep breath. The light in his eyes, after the fierce struggle, did not go out. Instead, it became even more stubborn and bright, like stars washed by rain.
"Hualin." The young general's voice was hoarse, but it carried an undeniable resolve:
“Listen to me.”
Even if it's just one of them... I will never let go.
"I will let you know that I am the one who is most suitable for you."
"Heh." Before Shen Yu's voice had even faded, Luo Chuan's casual mockery rang out.
The Demon King remained languidly leaning back in his chair, his heterochromatic eyes beneath the gilded mask first sweeping over the Buddha's disciple, then looking at Shen Yu.
"You can say nice things, but I must kindly remind you two that what Little Pear said was 'let's try getting along first,' not that you'll definitely be together."
Luo Chuan toyed with the Cursed Heart Butterfly with his slender fingers. After saying this, he didn't continue speaking, but instead, a slightly stiff smile appeared on his lips. It contained self-mockery of how he had fallen to this state, as well as a helpless, almost resigned, indulgence.
"You heartless little brat."
The Demon King gave a light rebuke, his tone less accusatory and more like a indulgent sigh: "You certainly know how to give me a hard time."
"Very well, it's to be expected that my little girl's dazzling appearance would attract these inescapable troubles."
The Demon King refocused his gaze on Huali's face, his expression serious:
"However, Little Flower Pear, the fact that I am sitting here today is already my answer."
"Since you've touched my nine tails, you're bound to take full responsibility for me."
“You are all quite frank.” A voice, neither too loud nor too soft, came from Yan Xi’s lips, carrying a barely perceptible chill. “Compared to you, it seems as if I’m a step behind.”
“My little benefactor, my answer is the same as theirs.”
Yan Xi's gaze was like the most resilient seaweed, looking at Hua Li with a tender yet unwavering sigh, "I will never leave you."
After speaking, the beautiful mermaid lowered her eyelashes. Just as the Demon King said, "dating" is not the same as "forming a bond," and the process of trying it out is inherently full of uncertainty.
First, stay by the side of your benefactor. Once you have a legitimate opportunity to get close to him, you can then act according to circumstances.
If these people want to stay, we'll have to see if they have the ability to do so.
*
Listening to the direct or profound responses from Lian Zhuo, Young Master, Luo Chuan, and Xiao Niao, Hua Li's heart felt as if it were being soaked in warm spring water, with warmth flowing through her blood to every part of her body.
She never expected that they would agree to her "outrageous" remarks so easily.
This profound and unconditional acceptance brought a slight lump to her throat.
Huali blinked hard to dispel the heat, and when she looked up again, a familiar smile bloomed on her face.
"Okay." The girl's voice was serious and unquestionable as she solemnly said, "Then let's get to know each other properly in the days to come."
There are no jokes, no exaggerated promises, only the most simple and straightforward sincerity.
While everyone exchanged smiles, Wen Jin, standing at the farthest point, remained completely silent.
The Demon Lord's black robes almost blended into the darkness. His pale, slender fingers were rhythmically tapping the ebony armrest.
The rhythmic knocking sound carried an invisible sense of oppression.
Wen Jin's gaze passed through her slightly messy black hair and precisely locked onto Hua Li. The small mole below the corner of her right eye looked like a congealed blood bead, or perhaps a mark of some kind of obsession.
His pale golden eyes quietly traced the girl's features inch by inch.
After a long pause, he suddenly opened his lips very slowly and clearly uttered three words:
"I don't want to."
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