"It's nothing, I just suddenly wanted to ask you... Why do you want to become Rong Hua's disciple so much? Is it because he is your uncle?"
The atmosphere was perfect, and the two of them had a rare moment of relaxation. Looking at Rong Jing, Su Yin couldn't help but ask about a matter that had been on her mind. She had naturally noticed his efforts to become Rong Hua's disciple. After all, he had even gone so far as to... So, this must be very important to him.
Rong Jing's expression changed slightly. He turned his head and glanced at her indifferently. Then he turned his head away quickly and continued his previous actions, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Seeing this, Su Yin's face changed. Uh, did he ask something he shouldn't have asked again? Why did he suddenly become like a possessed person, talking nonsense and asking such a thing? They didn't seem to be that familiar with each other. It was all because of his own ignorance... Pah, pah, pah, what was this ignorance? It was all... It was all because of today's good environment.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Su Yin chuckled, "Just pretend I didn't say anything, isn't that enough?"
Rong Jing still didn't speak and continued to look into the distance, but it didn't seem like he was looking at the scenery. Instead, he seemed to be deep in thought about something. Seeing this, Su Yin didn't want to say anything anymore. She also learned to follow his gaze movements, calmed down, and quietly enjoyed this rare afternoon time.
Surrounded by green mountains and drifting clouds, the two people's indifferent figures were reflected under the tall pear tree. A long time passed, so long that when Su Yin thought Rong Jing would not speak again, Rong Jing slowly opened his mouth again.
"Born in the Rong family, as the eldest son of the Rong family, I have been placed with high hopes by my family since I was young. The name Rong Hua, for me, the son of the Rong family, also has a layer of meaning compared to others."
At this moment, all around seemed to have fallen silent, with only Rong Jing's voice echoing in the air. "Sometimes I wonder if a person's fate is predetermined from the moment they are born, just like me, born to follow in his footsteps, enter Shenghan, and worship the immortal master. Time has passed so long that I no longer know why I did this and why."
Rong Jing's words were very long, so long that it made her heartbroken. She looked at him quietly. Could a perfect person like him also be confused and helpless?
"What about you? Don't you have anything you want to do, anything you hope to do?"
"Me?" A rare look of doubt and confusion appeared on Rong Jing's face. "Me? Perhaps, I think so too. After all, Shenghan, a famous sect of immortal cultivation, who wouldn't yearn for it?"
He spoke in a formulaic manner, not as if he was explaining to Su Yin, but rather as if he was convincing himself, which made Su Yin frown slightly. After a while, she slowly asked, "Are you happy?" For the family, for the reputation.
"Happy?" Rong Jing asked, "Like you?"
"Uh, how can I be happy..." Su Yin was speechless. What do you mean by "like her"? Is she happy? How can you tell that she is happy? She is obviously frowning every day, how can she be happy?
"Maybe." Rong Jing smiled faintly. This was something that had always puzzled him. After she mentioned it, he felt relieved a lot.
He had previously wondered if it was right to keep following in someone else's footsteps. But now, after hearing her words, he finally realized that the path to immortality was something he had always longed for, so why would he be so obsessed with it? It turned out that it had always been him, his obsession too deep.
Seeing Rong Jing's frown finally loosen up, Su Yin also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this kid had finally come to his senses. Even if he was like her, what was wrong with being happy? Why was he frowning all day long? It would only shorten his lifespan.
Thinking of this, Su Yin couldn't help but burst into laughter. The laughter was like a silver bell, as if mocking his own unnecessary worries. Rong Jing relaxed slightly, and her brows finally relaxed. She also raised the corners of her mouth slightly, accompanying her laughter.
Who would have thought that his door had been closed for so long? It turned out that there was someone who could easily knock on his long-closed door, and then... she was the only one left.
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