The sword spirit said helplessly: "So you just ignored what I said to you? Didn't you listen to a word?"

Zhao Rong said word by word:

"I like Qingjun."

Ever since that night when he knew that he had only awakened the memories and original personality of his previous life, the memories of the two lives have merged.

From his current perspective, he looks back on his past with Qingjun.

He and Qingjun were childhood sweethearts.

All the little details about Qingjun and him, and all the things she did for him, are now in his mind. They are his memories that he will never forget.

She had always shown her love for him and waited humbly, and all she needed to do was to express it directly with a sentence "I like you".

She mended his wedding dress and nurtured Black Jade with her own hands. Just one word in his letter made her return without hesitation.

But what did he do?

Haha, maybe I also had excuses in the past.

For example, his humble status as a son-in-law, and the fact that he never loved Qingjun and only regarded her as a childhood playmate.

but.

That was all in the past.

Now Zhao Rong is very sure that he likes Qing Jun, so he doesn't care about his so-called son-in-law status.

That's enough.

Our responsibility to the people around us is to prevent things that we cannot afford the consequences from happening.

Therefore, Zhao Rong became more determined to go north to return the jade, and told Qingjun that he also liked her now.

This is not a lick.

It's about showing your true feelings and not letting anything happen that you can't afford the consequences for.

If Qingjun said she didn't like him anymore.

Zhao Rong will also leave in a leisurely manner, and at most he will drink more in the future. At least after both parties have made things clear, there will be no more misunderstandings and regrets.

The drizzling rain gradually stopped.

Zhao Rong sat on the ground, supported himself with his hands behind his back, and looked at the lush forest in front of him which was slightly brighter.

He smiled brightly and continued to answer his own question:

"I like Su Xiaoxiao, too."

He had been hesitant before because he still didn't know whether he was determined to be responsible for her to the end.

But not long ago.

The moment Su Xiaoxiao turned and left.

He has the answer.

At the moment of losing, he knew his true thoughts.

It was a sudden feeling of emptiness in my heart.

Zhao Rong doesn't want to miss it, he wants to be responsible for Su Xiaoxiao, he wants to make a promise to her, he wants to selfishly "monopolize" her!

Gui curled his lips and said, "Young Master Zhao is indeed domineering. He not only wants to be involved in the world of mortals, but also wants to roll around in the world of mortals."

Although it was mocking Zhao Rong's philandering, it did not contain any accusations, because in this era, it was normal for ordinary men to have three wives and four concubines, while for monks in the mountains, it was normal for them to have several Taoist companions and countless furnaces and cauldrons.

Well, there are some differences in the mountains. For example, some female monks will also find many men to be their companions or hearths. It is not just men who can do this.

In fact, no matter what era, no matter how mainstream public opinion beautifies and exaggerates it, the phenomenon of those who possess more resources and have more partners will always exist.

Therefore, Zhao Rong's behavior can be regarded as nothing more than a complaint, and although he advocates the way of forgetting emotions, there are also ways to cultivate without forgetting emotions.

The Tao is very vast, so allowing other people’s Tao to exist is the general attitude of the monks on the mountain.

As for the various schools of thought, they were not trying to fight to the death or to monopolize the main path, but to make their own traditions become a glorious universal path.

Zhao Rong did not reply.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the dark clouds that were slowly dispersing in the sky, the brightening sky, and the setting sun slowly revealing its face.

Just in heavy rain.

Zhao Rong has thought it through.

He no longer concealed his true feelings and no longer deceived himself.

In terms of relationships, he is selfish, overbearing, and somewhat chauvinistic.

Even with the memories of his past life, he still yearns to have three wives and four concubines.

I had always envied Lin Wenruo for having more than a dozen beautiful concubines.

It's just that due to the influence of the memories of the past life, I have been hesitant.

Now my thoughts are clear and I can look directly into my heart.

Besides, in this world, the etiquette and laws allow it.

If you are still timid and deceive yourself and others, then you are too cowardly and hypocritical.

so.

He wants them all.

Passionate but not promiscuous.

Try your best not to leave any regrets!

Once he has made up his mind, he will do it without hesitation. This has always been Zhao Rong's habit.

He stood up, wiped the rain off his face, basked in the warm sunshine, and continued walking forward.

Zhao Rong wanted to go find the silly girl whom he had decided to support for the rest of his life.

…

After a heavy rain.

The world seemed to be cleansed.

The air is fresh and the sunshine is gentle.

Just after the sky cleared up, the sun set in the west and night came.

Night shrouds the mountains and forests.

In a secluded and deserted temple.

It was also dark.

Silently.

only.

If you hold your breath and listen carefully, you can occasionally hear the faint sound of sniffing.

The Taoist temple looked like it had been abandoned for a long time. The statue in the middle was so dilapidated that even the head was missing, making it impossible to guess which Taoist deity it was.

The dense piles of abandoned firewood on the ground inside the temple indicate that passers-by often stay overnight here.

“Woo woo…”

There was another faint sobbing sound in the temple.

The sound came from the shadows behind the abandoned statue.

I saw a small black shadow there.

Su Xiaoxiao sat on the ground, hugging her knees, burying her little head in them, and curling up into a ball.

No face can be seen.

Her clothes were wet, her whole body was trembling, her thin shoulders were shaking, and her once smooth and neat black hair was now hanging down in a messy manner.

“Woo…”

Su Xiaoxiao was already choking and twitching from crying.

Her delicate body couldn't stop twitching.

She tightly grasped the silk handkerchief stained with someone's sweat in her hand, and her nails pierced deeply into her flesh.

The bright red blood mixed with the bad guy's sweat and her tears.

Su Xiaoxiao never wanted to look up again.

I just want to curl up like this forever, not go anywhere, sleep quietly, and never wake up again.

Finally, it turned into an ugly pile of dry bones, left in this dilapidated temple, and decayed together with the others.

When she thought about this, she felt that this was a good thing.

No one in this world wants her anyway.

If I die quietly, no one will care or be sad, right?

She couldn't hate him at all.

She only hated herself.

Why is he so stupid? He must like smart women.

Why didn't she please him? It must be because she wasn't pretty enough.

Why did she express her love so early? Woo, she really couldn't help it, couldn't help but get closer to him, to be close to him, even if it was just a simple hand holding...

They are all small mistakes, I don’t blame him, I don’t blame him… wuwuwu, he doesn’t want to bully me now, wuwuwu…

When I thought of him, the tears that I thought I had cried out once again filled my heart and eyes.

Break inside the view.

Su Xiaoxiao blamed herself and cried her heart out.

She wanted to forget him, but her mind was filled with him and she couldn't get rid of him.

At some point.

This instead gave her a false and morbid happiness.

Su Xiaoxiao stopped crying and even began to laugh foolishly.

About to fall into a state of stagnation.

This is an extremely sad fantasy.

Once you fall into it, you may never wake up.

Just at this moment.

Zhao Rong, who had arrived quietly not long ago and had stood silently aside for a long time, suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Stupid girl!"

Su Xiaoxiao's laughter paused.

For a moment.

The temple became quiet.