Upon hearing this, Su Tiyue hurriedly reached out to take the meat back from his bowl: "I'm sorry, Master... I forgot..."
She looked guilty, like a child who had done something wrong. "I shouldn't have forgotten that the Palm Printer only eats vegetarian food."
"It's nothing." Xiao Heye used his chopsticks to block Su Tiyue's outstretched chopsticks, then picked up some meat from his bowl, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.
"elder brother!"
"Palmprint!"
"..."
Su Tiyue and Han Zhou shouted at the same time.
Seeing him eat the food he hated most nonchalantly, Su Tiyue began to feel remorse.
She shouldn't have acted so rashly. She thought that... if Xiao Heye encountered something he didn't like to eat, he would just throw it away.
But he actually...?
Seeing this, Han Zhou glared fiercely at Su Tiyue, then said to Xiao Heye in a sarcastic tone, "You're not going to change everything because of her, are you? Brother, is it worth it? Just because she put it on your plate, you'll accept it whether you like it or not?"
Xiao Heye denied it, saying, "No. I just suddenly wanted to... to taste what this meat tastes like, and whether it tastes the same as I remember it?"
The cold boat remained silent.
Su Tiyue asked softly, "Did you taste the palm print? And what does this meat... taste like?"
Xiao Heye's eyes were calm as still water. When he looked at her, his gaze was as gentle as ever, but there was a hint of desolation mixed in with that gentleness.
He said, "It's bitter..."
People in Yong'an have a sweet tooth, so their dishes are also sweet, especially this braised pork...
She doesn't need to say how sweet she is, does she?
But Xiao Heye only tasted bitterness.
It seems that the bitterness Xiao Heye was referring to wasn't the taste of meat...
Rather, it was the feeling in his heart.
"Why... is it bitter?" Su Tiyue asked, biting her lip.
Xiao Heye fell silent...
Han Zhou put down his chopsticks and said coldly, "Let me tell you why it's bitter..."
"I can even tell you why my brother doesn't eat these things." Han Zhou was so angry that his words became somewhat out of control:
“Miss Su, you’ve always lived a life of luxury, with everything done for you. You’ve always eaten the finest meat and worn the most expensive fabrics. But let me ask you, do you know what that tastes like? In the freezing cold, all you’ve got is rotten, stinking raw meat… To survive, you have to eat those unpalatable things. Will you ever forget that taste?”
She lowered her eyes and shook her head sadly.
Han Zhou frowned, his face expressionless, and said, "But I can, I can forget, I even feel that those experiences are nothing... because I belong there, but my brother doesn't..."
“My brother… he’s different from me.”
Since things had already been said to this extent, Su Tiyue could probably guess what was going on.
Han Zhou said that he belonged there, which should be the summit of the Nine Heavens Snow Mountain.
But they are different, which probably refers to their identities.
Han Zhou was born in a harsh and cold place and was of lowly status.
As for Xiao Heye, despite being of noble royal blood, he was demoted to a commoner and sent to this harsh and cold land because of a prophecy.
This is precisely the difference between the two.
Han Zhou was used to hardship; he could endure any kind of suffering and forget any kind of pain. Therefore, after escaping death, Han Zhou could eat anything…
In contrast, Xiao Heye was raised in the palace from a young age. Before the age of six, he lived a life of luxury and had tasted many delicacies.
When he was in trouble, as he ate those disgusting things, he had only one thought in his mind: to survive.
...
Hmm... how would you like to use a better analogy?
That is...
If Xiao Heye, like Han Zhou, had never seen the light, perhaps he would have felt a little better when he was plunged into darkness.
This is why the two of them walked through that devastated wasteland together.
After returning, Han Zhou was able to eat those things as if nothing had happened, but Xiao Heye refused to touch them again.
Just now, when Su Tiyue asked him what it felt like, Xiao Heye pondered for a long time, but could only say "bitter".
The bitterness in my heart, the suffering I've endured, and those indelible memories—it's simply... unbearable.
Seeing that she kept her head down and her nose was red, Su Tiyue was afraid that if Han Zhou continued to talk... she would burst into tears.
Xiao Heye reached out and squeezed Su Tiyue's hand, whispering comfortingly, "It's alright."
Then, turning to Han Zhou jokingly, he said, "These lies you made up might fool her. See? This little girl is going to cry from fear..."
"You'll comfort me even if I cry, what does it have to do with me?" Han Zhou stood up helplessly and said indifferently, "Fine, you guys eat by yourselves, this is really boring..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Zhou strode away, leaving only the two of them behind.
Xiao Heye gently patted Su Tiyue's back and said softly, "Don't take Hanzhou's words to heart. Yue'er, he's lying to you..."
He always did that, coaxing her like a child.
Su Tiyue raised her face and looked at him, her voice hoarse: "Master, I know what he said is true... Yue'er is not stupid."
Tsk.
I didn't expect this little girl to be so easy to fool now.
She can distinguish between truth and falsehood, and she can see through right and wrong.
Xiao Heye paused for a moment, then said, "Hmm... Yue'er isn't stupid or foolish. So, were you doing that on purpose just now? You... couldn't possibly have forgotten, I don't eat meat..."
Su Tiyue nodded.
She did it on purpose just now.
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