Chapter 81 I want to be sick for the rest of my life.
"Chi Wan, I want to help you."
Wei Jiyu's voice was so earnest it was almost overflowing; his sincere emotions were bulging as if they were about to break through Meng Chiwan's defenses.
Suddenly, she remembered that when she saved Yun Xianqing, Elder Fang advised her not to feed him the Yanxi Pill, but she still used her last Yanxi Pill to save Yun Xianqing without hesitation.
It turns out that from that moment on, her sincere heart had already been betrayed.
Now that she is the one being rescued, she cannot accept it with a clear conscience.
“Chi Wan, you always feel that you don’t deserve others to be good to you, but when you are good to others, have you ever thought about whether it’s worth it?” Wei Jiyu continued when he saw that she was stunned.
Meng Chiwan didn't speak; her pupils trembled slightly.
Wei Jiyu's words crawled up her body like ants gnawing at her heart: "You never thought that you would always go all out without hesitation. You did nothing wrong, you just haven't met someone who wouldn't let you down."
He didn't need any answer from her, and continued, "And I think I've met my match. It's not that Chi Wan needs to repay me in any way, it's just that as Wei Jiyu, I don't want to see Chi Wan give everything only to end up back where she started. Chi Wan won't let me down. The name Meng Chi Wan will be engraved on the Heavenly Ranking along with Wei Jiyu's, right? Even if one day Wei Jiyu's name is gone, Meng Chi Wan's name will remain. It was Chi Wan who painstakingly carved it up bit by bit."
As Wei Jiyu spoke, his eyes were filled with laughter, as if he could already see the scene he was describing.
It was clearly a beautiful scene, yet Meng Chiwan's eyes were filled with tears, large drops of which fell onto the quilt and the back of her hands.
Tears are not just a synonym for sadness; they can also represent love and hope.
For friendship, for those who love her. Tears were especially hot, filled with so much affection and so much emotion that couldn't be expressed, yet remained etched in her heart.
That year, Meng Chiwan experienced great ups and downs in her life, but before dawn, she never knelt before fate. She stood up and finally welcomed the rising sun.
The moment the Yuan Yang Jin entered the body, the frozen spiritual veins began to thaw, and the spiritual energy began to surge like a tinkling spring.
Never before had Meng Chiwan felt so clear-headed, so full of hope, and so optimistic about the future.
Yuan Yang Jin would bring Wei Ji pain, but it never brought pain to Meng Chi Wan. It seemed to know her many wounds and understand the hardships she had endured.
The Wei family members were also very kind. They would find all sorts of entertainment and delicious food for her during her illness, and allowed her to enter the Wei family library and pick up those books that outsiders wanted to see but could not.
Unfortunately, she hadn't seen Wei Jiyu for a long time; he seemed to have disappeared since Yuan Yangjin left his body.
Meng Chiwan tried to ask Wei's family where he had gone, but the answers she received were not satisfactory; they just kept telling her to relax.
Even Wen Liansong had the same attitude.
Meng Chiwan had no choice but to wait until Wei Jiyu was feeling better and was willing to see her.
Yes, she felt that Wei Jiyu must have paid a great price to save her, so these days she kept telling herself that she couldn't let Wei Jiyu down, that she had to be good to him, and that she had to treat him as her most important friend.
Even if you don't have to sacrifice yourself for him, at the very least you can't be like Yun Xianqing, who is full of scheming towards his savior.
Oh wait, is she really Yun Xianqing's savior? It seems his weakness was all self-inflicted.
Thinking of this, her hand, which was turning the pages of the book, paused unconsciously. Then she looked up at the person sitting opposite her and asked, "Lian Song, how is Wei Jiyu's injury?"
Wen Liansong shifted his gaze from the storybook to her face, and asked calmly, "What injury? Who is injured?"
Meng Chiwan: "...Wei Jiyu, your junior brother Wei."
"Why did Chi Wan curse someone when they were perfectly fine?" Wen Liansong rested her chin on her hand, her eyes filled with an ambiguous smile.
“Wen Lian Song,” Meng Chi Wan said calmly, “the ending of your storybook is…”
She paused, then smiled and said, "You don't want to be spoiled, do you?"
Wen Liansong opened her mouth, the smile in her eyes turning into resentment. She pursed her lips and looked at Meng Chiwan, her tone aggrieved: "I'm not dead, anyway, and I'm really fine."
Meng Chiwan asked, "Then why haven't we seen anyone?"
"Don't worry, he's just going to find something for you." Wen Liansong turned her gaze back to the storybook, ready to immerse herself in the plot once again.
"What are you looking for?" Meng Chiwan asked in surprise.
“If you’re asking me this, I really don’t know. You’re a patient, you should focus on recovering and stop worrying about others.” Wen Liansong looked at her seriously. “Look how thin you’ve become. If he comes back and sees you like this, he’ll be scared out of his wits.”
Before he could finish speaking, a familiar voice rang out: "That's the problem. You're not even cured yet, what are you cultivating?"
Meng Chiwan suddenly turned around.
The young man was dressed in a white robe, without a single embellishment. He simply smiled at her, as pure as when they first met.
Wen Liansong's gaze darted back and forth between the two of them, her smile becoming increasingly difficult to conceal.
"Senior Sister Wen, Chi Wan, it's been a long time." Wei Jiyu's voice was as clear as ever.
“Junior Brother Wei, when it’s just the two of you, you’ve never said ‘long time no see’ before. You were saying it to Chi Wan, right? Oh right, by all accounts, Chi Wan should be considered your junior sister.” Wen Liansong tapped the pages of the book casually with his fingertips, his tone tinged with laughter.
This kid is so shy.
Meng Chiwan smiled helplessly and mimicked Wen Liansong's tone: "Senior Brother Wei, where have you been? Why haven't you come to see me for so long? Have your injuries healed?"
Wei Jiyu immediately replied, "I'm not injured. My sect has a mission, and... we're going out to find something."
Meng Chiwan said solemnly, "Senior brother, don't hide anything from me. If there's anything, you must tell me."
Wei Jiyu nodded solemnly, then opened his storage bag, took out a small white jade bottle, and handed it to Meng Chiwan.
Meng Chiwan took it, looked at him blankly, and asked, "What is this?"
“Although I don’t know exactly what happened to Chi Wan, I do know that you seem to have a lot of painful experiences in your past.” Wei Jiyu said each word with a serious tone, “If Chi Wan wants to forget those painful experiences, she can drink this. It will erase the memories she wants to forget.”
Meng Chiwan looked down at the white jade bottle in her palm, gently stroking its smooth texture with her fingertips, and pondered for a long time.
Wei Jiyu patiently waited for her decision.
When those memories were mentioned, the joy on Meng Chiwan's face faded somewhat, but apart from that, she really didn't have any other reaction.
Finally, she looked up at the sky, a faint smile spreading across her lips. Her eyebrows relaxed, the curve gentle, as if all the pent-up emotions of the past had vanished with the wind and clouds.
"Thank you, Wei Jiyu. But, it's not necessary." Her voice was full of ease and joy, and her gratitude sounded exceptionally sincere.
The reason memories used to cause her pain was because she would always dwell on them, but that's no longer the case. So memories are just memories, at most, a part of growing up.
It's alright. Let them stay in her heart, and leave the rest to time. One day, they will never show up anywhere on her again. Those smiles will always be genuine, and they will always be joyful.
Besides, what if she truly forgets Yun Xianqing, and one day he breaks the contract and comes looking for her again, and she falls for his pretense once more...?
She considered this possibility and felt it was better to remember these things, after all, someone like Yun Xianqing was probably still alive even if he was dead, and it wasn't impossible for him to do such a thing.
The more Meng Chiwan thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. She herself was another unseen bond.
Wei Jiyu nodded: "It's good that Chi Wan has thought it through herself."
After a pause, Meng Chiwan said, "Senior brother, my injuries have largely healed. It's time to return to the sect. Also, I haven't yet reported the matter of Liuyuan to the Liu family..."
She always felt that there were still so many mysteries unsolved, and the image of the demonic monk as he left flashed through her mind...
Just how much more awaits her?
She sighed softly, wishing she could stay sick for the rest of her life.
The author says: A phrase came to mind: "A life full of twists and turns." She nodded and agreed.
Finally started writing the new chapter... I wrote nine thousand words today, which is almost ten thousand a day. I'm exhausted [chin in hand]. I'm rewarding myself with a night of gaming [let me see].
Finally, Happy National Day, my darlings! [Sprinkling flowers]
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