Chapter 82 Chapter 82 “If you want to be with him, I won’t stop you…
But it was not a dream.
For the rest of his life, Chen Qian confirmed it again and again, and always came to the same answer: it was not a dream.
Even though he made so many mistakes, God still favored him.
After regaining what he had lost, he was filled with indescribable joy, so much so that in the next few years, Chen Qian seemed to be in a state of drunkenness.
He was not a talkative person, but he was willing to express his love to Yao Ning over and over again without getting tired of it. Sometimes Yao Ning woke up late at night and could hear low mumblings in her ears.
In her dream, Chen Qian whispered in her ear: "I like you. Only you."
They held hands, traveled to many places, and saw many scenery.
The long wind on the northern grasslands, the whisper of the South China Sea's late-night tides, the towering forests of the western border, the first rays of morning light in the land of rising sun...
When they were walking, Yao Ning sat on the horse, and Chen Qian would lead the horse for her in front, and look at her profile in fascination when she looked away.
It was also during that time that he discovered that his Aning was also a little girl who loved to eat, play and be coquettish. How wonderful it would be if she had never suffered the pain of the past, but had been raised under his care from the beginning.
He looked at her smiling face, his heart filled with heartache and guilt.
Since the past cannot be retrieved, he will cherish the present time.
The cherry blossoms of Xuanqingzong bloomed every year. Every spring, he would read under the blossoming trees, and Yao Ning would rest her head on his chest, or play with her new jewelry, or sleep in the sun, or chat with him casually...
Time flies.
The once young couple has been weathered by the wind and frost.
They were injured in the final battle with the person behind the scenes, so that their lifespan is only that of an ordinary person.
But Chen Qian felt that it was enough. Even if it was only a few decades, it was already a great gift.
His heart gradually changed from the initial excitement and ecstasy to peace, stability and tranquility.
Even as they were getting older, Yao Ning was still so charming in his eyes.
Sometimes Chen Qian would also wonder that no matter how passionate a person's love is, there will always be a moment when it burns out.
But even though more than twenty years have passed, Yao Ning is no longer young and has wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he still can't help but feel his heart beating fast whenever he looks at her.
Maybe it was because they were getting old, Yao Ning had become more steady and self-controlled. Chen Qian wanted to touch her eyes as usual, but for the first time, Yao Ning turned her head away and avoided his touch.
Shen Qian thought, yes, they are already elders and should not be as unrestrained as they were when they were young.
Even if there was no one else in the room, his Aning still cared about his appearance.
So he slowly lowered his hand, but the look he gave her was still as passionate and tender as ever.
Xuan Qing Zong's disciples had been replaced by a new wave, and they couldn't name many of them. The faces they passed by looked young and unfamiliar, and Chen Qian finally realized the reality of his own age.
Even Xianxian, who used to be lazy and slacking off, has become the independent leader of a peak.
He and Yao Ning are the old generation of masters who are rarely seen by the disciples.
Chen Qian thought that they would grow old together like this and spend a short but happy life.
He and Yao Ning will sleep forever under the cherry tree on the back mountain of Xuanqing Sect. She is afraid of the cold, so even if she turns into bones, he will hold her in his arms and protect her from the wind and frost.
The incident happened when Shen Qian was 48 years old.
It was an ordinary afternoon. They were drinking tea and chatting. Yao Ning suddenly said, "Chen Qian, let's get a divorce."
This sentence was abrupt and strange. Chen Qian was stunned for a full half a minute before he understood the meaning of the words.
He thought he had misheard, or Yao Ning was joking.
"You heard me right, and I'm not joking." Yao Ning said, "Let's get a divorce."
Even though he understood the meaning of Yao Ning's words, Chen Qian couldn't believe that these words were directed at him.
He was stunned for a long time before he asked blankly, "Divorce? Why?"
"I'm in love with someone else."
This sentence is also difficult to understand. Yao Ning loves him and he also loves Yao Ning. Who are the others?
Yao Ning said a name.
A young and handsome face appeared in front of Chen Qian's eyes. It was a young disciple whose face he had a vague impression of. The reason he had a vague impression of him was that this young man seemed to be even more clumsy than Xian Xian when he was young.
He saw several times that this man accidentally bumped into Yao Ning while walking on the road, or stepped on the corner of her skirt, or accidentally spilled tea on her when serving tea at a banquet.
This man was tall and majestic, but at this moment he felt embarrassed. His face turned red and he apologized to Yao Ning repeatedly in panic and helplessness. His eyes were red with anxiety.
Yao Ning naturally wouldn't argue with the younger generation, so the man raised his watery eyes, looked at Yao Ning, and said softly, "Thank you, uncle-master."
Chen Qian was stunned for a moment, then he realized that something was strange, then a crisis, and finally when he looked at Yao Ning's serious expression, the crisis gradually turned into fear.
"You've fallen in love with someone else and want to divorce me?" he confirmed with her.
Yao Ning looked at him calmly: "Yes."
Chen Qian found it absurd, ridiculous and unbelievable. He and Yao Ning had been together for half their lives and were infatuated with each other. How could Yao Ning fall in love with someone else?
Yet her gaze was firm and clear.
All his reasons for objection fell apart under that gaze, and only fear grew wildly like a poisonous vine.
Yao Ning put down a divorce letter and stood up to leave.
Only then did Chen Qian realize that Yao Ning was not asking for his consent, but merely informing him.
He looked at Yao Ning's back, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, unable to move for a long time.
Yao Ning divorced him, and the news spread throughout the sect in an instant, but it did not cause much stir.
The young disciples have their own ambitions and worries, and no one cares about the love, hate and vengeance of their aging elders.
Chu Liangxiu heard the news and came to Wendao Peak to see Chen Qian.
She practiced ice and snow techniques, but her appearance still maintained that of a teenage girl, with skin as white as snow and as delicate as a baby's.
Even though Yao Ning was old, he felt that no one in the world was more beautiful than her, and no one could make him lose his mind with just one look.
He once again despairedly confirmed how hopelessly addicted he was to Yao Ning.
Chu Liangxiu is probably one of the few people in the world who hopes that Chen Qian and Yao Ning can grow old together.
But even she, after comforting Chen Qian with a few words that didn't express her feelings clearly, couldn't help but let out the truth.
"Well, I see she seems quite happy with that guy."
Seeing Chen Qian's expression change, Chu Liangxiu hurriedly tried to make amends.
"Maybe it's just a temporary novelty, it will be fine after a few days."
Chen Qian knew that Yao Ning was not just looking for something new. Her decisions were always carefully considered, and she would never look back once she made them.
In his past life, the only person for whom Yao Ning made an exception was Chen Qian.
Now Shen Qian is not the exception.
Chen Qian still couldn't recover from this sudden change. He couldn't tell whether he was feeling more pain or confusion.
Yao Ning has not left Xuanqing Sect yet, but he no longer lives in Wendao Peak.
Chen Qian heard from his young disciple that Yao Ning moved in with that man and even hosted a banquet and a wedding a few days ago.
Chen Qian could understand every word, but when they were put together, it sounded like a mysterious book.
Shen Qian didn't believe it.
He stumbled to their residence.
The wind blew on the lattice door that was not closed, hitting the doorknob again and again. Chen Qian stood outside the door and saw Yao Ning and the man kissing through the crack.
They are kissing.
It was as if a basin of ice water was poured over my head, and the chill spread through every limb.
His breathing became labored, all sounds in the world disappeared, all colors faded, and only what he saw before him was real and vivid.
Chen Qian should have turned and left, or rushed in with a sword and killed the shameless man with one blow.
But after his frozen consciousness returned, he blinked and stopped where he was.
Shen Qian thought that Yao Ning might have some unspeakable secrets, or he might have no choice, or maybe this scene was just for him to see.
Even though the possibility was slim, Chen Qian still held a glimmer of hope.
His heart ached so much that it felt like it was bleeding, but his eyes did not move away.
Then he saw the shameless man taking off Yao Ning's clothes, saw his strong back muscles covering her body, and saw their bodies entangled.
An indescribable sound of decay echoed in my ears.
All the color drained from Shen Qian's face.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly turned around and walked back the way he came, step by step.
He felt like something was dying inside him, maybe his heart, maybe something called hope.
Yao Ning fell in love with someone else, Yao Ning married that person, and Yao Ning had sex with him.
All hopes became impossible, there were no misunderstandings, no compulsions, and no unspeakable secrets.
Yao Ning simply didn't love him anymore.
Yao Ning came to Wendao Peak to pack his things, choosing a day when Chen Qian was not at home.
She pushed open the door, only to see Shen Qian sitting inside.
Less than a month after not seeing him, he suddenly looked much older, with completely white hair and a dark stubble on his chin.
He raised his eyes to look at Yao Ning, and there was something dangerous and crazy in his dark eyes.
For more than twenty years, Chen Qian doted on Yao Ning, accommodating her in every way and putting her first in everything.
This blatant and selfless favoritism has made Yao Ning feel fearless.
If things don't go his way, he will get angry at Chen Qian.
Chen Qian tolerated her little temper and was happy with it.
He had never looked at Yao Ning with such eyes.
In the past, Yao Ning would have raised his eyebrows and started to confront her as soon as he saw her.
But at this moment, Yao Ning looked at him quietly for a few breaths, then lowered his eyes and was about to leave.
"Don't you need to clean up?"
Yao Ning said: "No need."
"Are you afraid I'll do it?"
Chen Qian made no secret of the fact that his posture and aura really did resemble that of a man at the end of his rope, wanting to drag everyone down with him.
However, Yao Ning, who was always proud, retreated.
Shen Qian thought that it was because she had a new life and someone she cared about, so there was no need to provoke a madman.
There is fear only when there are worries in the heart.
Shen Qian sneered, pressed Tingni on the table, stood up and walked behind Yao Ning.
Yao Ning turned his head to the side, his whole body tensed as if ready to strike.
When Shen Qian saw her like this, deep sadness appeared in his eyes.
He stopped a step away from her.
This is the house where they have lived for more than 20 years. Every furnishing holds sweet memories of the two of them. Here they hold hands, hug, kiss, and become one with each other.
Twenty years of spring, summer, autumn and winter, more than seven thousand days and nights of companionship, were no match for a stranger who showed up out of nowhere.
Chen Qian exhaled slowly and knelt down under Yao Ning's indifferent gaze.
He crawled to Yao Ning on his knees and grabbed the corner of her clothes. All the madness on his face faded away, leaving only endless despair.
"Aning, please," he said, his voice dry and hoarse, "don't go."
If you want to be with him, I won't stop you, as long as you don't leave."
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