Looking at the Moon in the Well to Seek the Phantom (5)
She felt the woman's surprise, regret, heartache, and...unresolvable guilt.
"I don't know... all this." A pale and weak defense came out of her mouth. She saw Ah Xu's disappointed and angry eyes, but she had nothing to say.
"Why, why you!" He covered his eyes in despair, his voice completely hoarse, almost unable to make a sound.
Suddenly, unfamiliar emotions surged into Li Zhaoyue's calm heart, washing over her nerves again and again, until she felt so weak that she almost fell to the ground.
"Where is... this child's mother?" She bit her lower lip and turned her sharp gaze to Mr. Lou and Mrs. Lou behind him.
"She?" Madam Lou smiled strangely. Li Zhaoyue suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
As expected, Madam Lou laughed so hard that tears welled up in her eyes, and she mocked, "She's been dead for a long time. A useless person who was unarmed and living under someone else's roof, and she still wanted to stop the ceremony. It's better for her to die, it's better for her to die!"
After saying that, she stood up nervously, stumbled to Ah Xu, and grabbed his hand.
The boy saw the face that looked exactly like his mother's and was in a trance for a while. Then, he heard vicious whispers in his ears.
"Well done, well done! Since I've also lost my son, you have to bear the pain of losing your mother too. So, are you feeling helpless and extremely angry?"
Mrs. Lou had lost her mind and kept asking the boy the same question until he pushed her away in anger.
The force was so strong that Ah Xu couldn't stand up. A pair of hands reached out from behind and held his shoulders steady. He knew it was Li Zhaoyue and shook her hand off with a grim expression.
This farce should have ended here. Li Zhaoyue suppressed the emotions on her face, pointed at the young man in the wedding dress expressionlessly, and said to Master Lou: "I want him."
The two men obviously knew each other. Mr. Lou was still wondering whether Li Zhaoyue would avenge the child's mother. When he suddenly heard these words, he breathed a sigh of relief.
In his opinion, since Li Zhaoyue had made the request, nothing would be done to them.
"Of course you can. You can have whatever you want. Everything in the mansion is at your disposal." He said with an apologetic smile.
However, Mrs. Lou stared at the two men with a bad look. Master Lou was afraid that she would cause trouble, so he quickly winked at the servants and took her away.
Li Zhaoyue forcibly pulled the boy's hand and brought him behind him. He nodded to Mr. Lou, threw out a talisman, and disappeared.
The talisman led the two of them to the sealed dry well.
Ah Xu's face suddenly turned very ugly.
"What do you mean?" he asked Li Zhaoyue coldly.
Li Zhaoyue shook the bell in her hand, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "Your mother is in there."
This sentence broke his last line of defense, and the calmness he had tried so hard to maintain fell apart.
Ah Xu was trembling all over and slowly placed his hand on the stone, but because of panic and fear, he couldn't exert any strength.
Li Zhaoyue stood aside, observing coldly.
He finally lifted the stone, but after seeing the bottom of the well, the stone fell heavily to the ground, and he fell to the ground too.
After an unknown amount of time, he wiped away the last tear and slowly got up from the ground.
The eyes that were previously full of mischief and cunning became numb and indifferent.
Ah Xu looked at her and said in a hoarse voice, "I want revenge."
Li Zhaoyue could sense the abundant emotions in him, the surging and burning hatred.
"Your mother doesn't want you to live with hatred," she said.
"How I live is my own business," he said.
Li Zhaoyue shrugged, neither saying right nor wrong.
"I remember the day when mother and I rescued you, you said that everything is about exchange." He lowered his head, looking at his mother who died tragically at the bottom of the well, his fingers pinching the bricks tightly.
Li Zhaoyue did say such words, so he nodded.
The two stared at each other for a long time. The boy's dry lips moved slightly and he continued, "If you can teach me the skill of revenge, from now on, I will be the sharpest sword in your hand and do for you what you don't want to do."
Li Zhaoyue was slightly stunned, clearly not expecting him to say such a thing. She lowered her eyes and said, "But I don't need this sword."
"You need it," he said, smiling sadly, "No one would refuse a lackey who is willing to give everything."
She was stunned.
The young man slowly approached her. Normally, he looked a little timid due to his young age and malnutrition, but at this moment, he exuded an overwhelming aura.
Those dark eyes, like the night, stared straight at her, emitting chunks of chilling coldness.
"You can kill everyone in the Lou Mansion after I leave. I can give you the talisman, so you don't have to sell yourself out." Li Zhaoyue looked away uncomfortably.
Ah Xu smiled slightly, and the red headband on his head fluttered to his face, outlining a cold temperament.
"They deserve to die, but there's someone else who caused all this, and I can't touch the person behind this. You're looking for him too, aren't you?"
The child who used to act coquettishly and playfully beside his mother has now become like this. It is impossible to say that Li Zhaoyue is not sad.
She hesitated for a long time, but finally agreed.
But after agreeing, his heart felt like it had been thrown into a frying pan, numb and burning. An unbearable sourness and itchiness washed over him. This unfamiliar emotion made Li Zhaoyue very uncomfortable.
It was a long time later that she realized that the emotion she felt that day was called guilt.
Li Zhaoyue slept extremely hard. After waking up, the content of the dream was engraved in her mind with incredible clarity, as if it were a memory she should have had.
She finished washing up in a restless mood and went to the Feng Shui courtyard in a depressed mood.
Today is the first day of class after the final exam. The first place winner will receive a prize, while the last place winner will have to clean the tombs of past deans, which are often said to be haunted, after school.
Li Zhaoyue woke up early because of a dream, and came early. As soon as he entered the door, he saw someone sitting in his seat.
It was Fang Yu. He was secretly placing something on her desk, looking very sneaky.
Li Zhaoyue tiptoed up behind him, poked her head out, and asked, "What are you doing?"
Fang Yu was always sneaking around, and when he heard someone's voice, he was so frightened that he fell off his stool. When he finally recovered and saw that the person he was talking to was Li Zhaoyue, he was frightened again.
"You came so early and sat in my seat stealthily. What bad things are you trying to do?" Li Zhaoyue narrowed her eyes and questioned him in a long voice.
Fang Yu looked flustered. He got up from the ground, straightened his clothes, and said, "I... I couldn't have any bad intentions."
But his expression was full of guilt.
Li Zhaoyue walked around him and looked at the table, and saw a piece of exquisitely packaged osmanthus candy. At the same time, Fang Yu laughed and wanted to take the piece of osmanthus candy away, but Li Zhaoyue held his hand.
Her expression was a little strange, but she didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she accepted the candy and said thank you softly.
Fang Yu was proud in his heart, but he still looked timid on the surface. He said, "If you hadn't put down the vine to save me that day in Cangyun City, I would have died. I thought I would give you something to express my gratitude."
Cangyun City, save him? This sounded too fake. Li Zhaoyue smiled helplessly, looked up at him and said, "That day, Xu Xing and I followed our master's orders to save people. I didn't save you alone. If you insist on thanking me, you might as well thank everyone."
After saying that, seeing Fang Yu's face turn pale, he chuckled and said, "Especially Senior Brother Xie. If it weren't for him, you would have been stuck at the bottom of the pit and couldn't get out."
The scene in Fang Yu's imagination was this: he secretly put osmanthus candy on Li Zhaoyue's desk. When she came to the school, she would definitely ask who put it there. Then he would come out in front of everyone and say that it was him who put it there, and then express his gratitude for the incident in Cangyun City. After listening to his description, everyone would definitely think that Li Zhaoyue was very enthusiastic, and at the same time, Li Zhaoyue would also think that he was very good. After this, they would become familiar with each other.
After they got to know each other...
"Hey, where did this osmanthus candy come from?" Wang Kun walked in from the school gate and noticed the osmanthus candy in Li Zhaoyue's hand at a glance, and asked curiously.
Before Li Zhaoyue could speak, Fang Yu, thinking of his own plan, rushed to say, "I sent it."
Unexpectedly, Wang Kun glanced at him several times with an indescribable look, and finally asked, "Did you give this to me?"
"Yeah!" Fang Yu smiled brightly.
"Oh." Wang Kun responded coldly and returned to his seat, not showing the reaction Fang Yu had imagined. He scratched his head, puzzled.
Li Zhaoyue looked at his rapidly changing expression, hesitated for a moment, and finally returned the osmanthus candy in his hand to him.
"What do you mean?" Fang Yu asked.
"Giving gifts requires sincerity, right?" Li Zhaoyue looked at him seriously and asked.
He felt a sense of foreboding, but nodded.
"You give me the feeling..." She looked embarrassed and hesitated for a moment, then continued, "It's like I've read too many storybooks. No, no, no, it's that kind of storybook that makes me feel..."
She still couldn't finish her words, because by the time she got to this point, Fang Yu's face had turned pale.
Apparently, she was right.
Fang Yu really learned this act from a storybook.
Wang Kun's face turned red, his mouth was pouting, and he was trying hard to hold back his laughter, looking like an angry pufferfish.
Li Zhaoyue was half helpless and half amused. He just patted him on the shoulder and turned to talk to Wang Kun.
Fang Yu stood alone beside the table, wanting to be angry but unable to.
Just at this moment, Xu Xing walked in from the door with a bulging bag. Seeing Fang Yu standing in front of his seat, he raised his eyebrows.
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