Chapter 68 [Jiaozhu] Chen Lian uses alcohol to boldly recount past sorrows
At this moment, A Jiang still didn't know what Chen Lian was thinking. He just thought that Shen Lian wanted to make up for what happened in the morning. Although he didn't know why Chen Lian suddenly ignored him in the morning, he didn't care since Chen Lian was willing to put aside important things and take him out.
"Let's go."
After A Jiang closed the door, he followed Shen Lian. Shen Lian had said that inside, they were companions, but outside, he was Shen Lian's servant and was not allowed to do anything excessive to avoid arousing suspicion.
A Jiang agreed without thinking too much. In his eyes, Shen Lian was a person who cared about face from the bottom of his heart, but he was also stubborn. He obviously liked someone but pretended not to like him. He thought Shen Lian liked him to treat him that way, so he always suppressed her by force and kept the initiative in his hands.
He followed Chen Lian all the way out of the Hidden Valley.
When we arrived at the town, there were a lot of people coming and going, especially the one with the plaque saying "Jing Restaurant". There were so many people that the house was full, and some guests even moved to the street to sit with the vendors.
If Chen Lian guessed correctly, this was the place those disciples were talking about.
He looked at so many people and frowned.
"What's wrong?" A Jiang followed Chen Lian's gaze. He had been looking at Chen Lian just now and didn't notice so many people. He thought Chen Lian must not want to compete with so many people.
"Actually, it doesn't look that great. Let's go somewhere else." A Jiang smiled and took Chen Lian's hand and was about to leave.
"Let's go in and take a look."
Shen Lian walked forward, and A Jiang's hand paused in mid-air. Then, fearing that the crowd would separate him and Shen Lian, he immediately followed.
As soon as Shen Lian stepped into the door, a waiter came forward.
"Sir, I'm so sorry, there are so many people here that we don't have any extra seats. Would you mind opening a table for you outside?"
Chen Lian was obviously unhappy. He had never eaten on the street because when he was a teenager wandering around, he had to fight with beggars for food on the street and was almost beaten to death. So he didn't dare to eat on the street and always hid.
He took a bag of silver from his waist and said, "If there is no place, then find one. Do you understand?"
The waiter looked at the bag of gold leaves with shining eyes and became a little speechless.
"Sir, please come this way!" He nodded and bowed hurriedly, leading Chen Lian and A Jiang inside.
The waiter led them through the crowded hall to a secluded private room. The things here looked a bit old and not as luxurious as the other rooms they had just passed. But compared to the noisy environment outside, it was quite good.
Chen Lian didn't know what to eat, so he asked the waiter to serve all the signature dishes and two jars of wine.
"I haven't seen you drink alcohol." Since A Jiang met Shen Lian, he has seen nothing but him and tea.
"Drink less. I want to drink today." Chen Lian felt a little depressed. Whenever he thought about becoming the overlord of the Three Realms and having to eliminate A Jiang, his weak spot, he felt very uncomfortable. It would be a lie to say that he didn't love A Jiang. After so many days of getting along and doing so many special things, even a dog would have feelings for him.
"I haven't really drunk much either. The first time I drank was when my brother brought me some wine from the shore back to the West Sea."
"Hmm." Chen Lian didn't know what to say. He looked into A Jiang's eyes. When their eyes met, he saw sadness in the other's eyes. Yes, how could he not be sad? The person he loved killed his relatives. Anyone would be sad. "Then enjoy it later."
After that, they both fell silent while waiting for the food to be served.
"Sir, this is the Qiulubai you requested."
The waiter put the wine on the table. Chen Lian thought the dishes looked pretty good, so he rewarded the waiter.
Then he picked up a jar of wine, poured it into a bowl and handed it to Ajahn, then poured another bowl and drank it in one gulp.
As the wine entered his throat, Shen Lian felt a warm current flowing from his throat to his stomach. The slight spiciness made him feel a little more relaxed.
Perhaps because he seldom drank alcohol, his alcohol tolerance was not very good, and he felt a little dizzy after one sip, but his consciousness was still clear. He wanted to use the courage of alcohol to tell A Jiang about his past, tell him how he forced himself and how helpless and hateful he was.
"Ajiang, do you know that I hate you?"
A Jiang shook his head. He looked at Shen Lian's slightly red face and couldn't help but touch her, but she dodged him.
"Why do you hate me?"
"You forced me, I will never forget. You are just like those people, you only like my body..."
"Who?" A Jiang sat next to Chen Lian and let him lean against him.
A trace of pain flashed across Shen Lian's eyes. His voice was low and trembling, "They also want to force me to be their furnace."
Hearing this, A Jiang's heart was gripped. He had never thought that Chen Lian rejected him because someone once wanted to use him as a cauldron. No wonder Chen Lian was unwilling.
"I trusted them so much, but they lied to me. Even my biological mother doesn't like me...so..."
"I killed them all. They all betrayed my trust."
He turned around and looked at A Jiang, wondering if the other party understood.
His heart was full of contradictions. On the one hand, he hated Ajiang for forcing him, but on the other hand, he could not deny his feelings for Ajiang.
He turned around and poured another pot of wine, not caring whether A Jiang understood or not. After a few gulps, the burning sensation spread from his mouth to his stomach.
"They actually treated me very well and gave me time..." His eldest brother gave him time to prepare, otherwise he would kill his biological mother. His first resistance saved his biological mother's life. His second resistance was to hit the man to death with a vase and then fled the scene.
His senior brother Mo Linyu treated him very well. He never lacked food, drink or other necessities, just like he did in the Shen Mansion. He thought he had met a relative without blood relationship. Even when the other party apologized in front of him, he did not take it seriously. Until one day when he ran into Mo Linyu and the furnace tripod raised outside, his senior brother called his name.
At first he called her Ah Lian, but he was not sure at first until he called her Chen Lian later.
Shen Lian stood outside the window, covering her blushing face, then turned around and returned to the Cang Qiong Sect.
He looked at the sketchbook Mo Linyu gave him, and thought of what Mo Linyu had said about teaching him those things, and a chill ran down his heart.
He clearly refused, but Mo Linyu still forced it on him. He had already decided to practice the ruthless way and would not touch those things, so he put the things his senior brother gave him in a box, and now there are three boxes full.
That night, Chen Lian sat by the window, looking at the sword Mo Linyu had given him.
The door was slowly pushed open, and the person who came in was Mo Linyu.
Chen Lian was startled. In the past, Mo Linyu would always knock on the door before entering the house, but tonight, he suddenly had a bad premonition.
"You went to the suburbs?" Mo Linyu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Shen Lian with scrutiny. He had found the jade pendant he had given to Shen Lian in the suburbs. Being caught wasn't a big deal, but the furnace tripod he had seen during the day looked a bit like Shen Lian, and since he'd called out Shen Lian's name, he worried it might cause unnecessary trouble.
Shen Lian didn't dare look at Mo Linyu and quickly denied, "No, I never went out today."
He was afraid that if he admitted it, his senior brother would stop pretending. He was afraid that his senior brother would become like his eldest brother. He didn't want to lose his senior brother. Mo Linyu was the person he trusted most in Cang Qiong.
Mo Linyu knew at a glance that Shen Lian was lying, so he took out the jade pendant he had seen.
"Ah Lian, look at what this is?"
Mo Linyu's voice was a little depressed, making Shen Lian a little breathless. He raised his eyes and moved his gaze to what Mo Linyu was holding. His heart tightened. He reached for his belt, but didn't touch the jade around his waist. He suddenly panicked and his body became a little unstable.
Mo Linyu's eyes were as sharp as a knife. He walked closer to Shen Lian step by step. Every step seemed to step on his heart. His heart beat faster and faster. He could feel that his palms had begun to sweat, but he tried to stay calm and not let his panic show.
"I was wondering why I couldn't find it today. It turns out that my senior brother picked it up." He stood up and almost fell down. He walked over and raised his hand to take the jade pendant, and he almost dropped it with his hand.
"I found it in the suburbs. Are you lying to me? Ah Lian, you know I hate being lied to the most. If you tell the truth now, I won't hold it against you."
Chen Lian felt an unprecedented pressure. He knew that Mo Linyu was not joking. His senior brother had a high status in the Cang Qiong Sect and was notoriously ruthless.
His heart was filled with fear. He wanted to admit it, but he knew his senior brother. If he really admitted it, they would never be able to go back to the way they were before, and there might even be worse consequences.
So he couldn't recognize it.
"What am I going to do in that suburb?"
Hearing this, Mo Linyu's expression relaxed and he patted Chen Lian's shoulder gently, "Look how scared you are. I was just trying to scare you. Don't be afraid."
"Go to bed early." Then Mo Linyu left the room.
Chen Lian looked at the door that Mo Linyu closed, with a lingering fear in his heart. He lowered his head to look at the jade in his hand, and finally put it away and placed it in the box that was almost full.
It’s better to put it away.
Chen Lian tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. Then he heard a knock on the door. It was so late, it could only be his senior brother looking for him.
He used to open the door enthusiastically, but now he hesitated, his hand on the door but not pulling it open.
"Ah Lian, are you asleep?"
Hearing this, Shen Lian immediately put down his hand and turned his back.
"I slept with you, Senior Brother. Let's talk about it tomorrow."
Then I heard footsteps getting farther and farther away.
Shen Lian pursed her lips, opened the door, and looked outside in the moonlight, but there was no one there.
Chen Lian gently closed the door, a wave of unease welling up inside him. He knew Mo Linyu wouldn't come to him for no reason, especially so late at night. He returned to his bedside, sat on the edge, and his eyes fell on the corner filled with boxes. Those were gifts from Mo Linyu, each one carrying memories of their time together. But now, those memories suffocated him.
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