Chapter 757: Emotion (6)
"If you say that, there will be no one in the world who will be on your side." Xie Jingxing reminded.
"That's the truth."
Shen Miao sighed silently in her heart. Someone who had risen from the grave and lived a second life was, in some ways, almost like a ghost. She walked alone on the road to revenge, and it had always been that way.
"Then you comforting me like this will give me an illusion." Xie Jingxing smiled slightly: "You are with me."
The wind picked up the fallen leaves and blew them across the lake, which was frozen solid as a rock.
But I can also vaguely seem to see through the lake in front of me, and see the spring breeze blowing, the water splashing, the spring water rippling with ripples, and the beautiful scene of red flowers and green willows.
Winter will pass and spring will always come.
Shen Miao's voice was soft, even softer than the wind at night, filling the air.
She said, “Who says it’s not?”
If you comfort me like this, it will give me the illusion that you are on my side.
Who says it’s not?
The shadow of the tree in front of them flashed, and someone swooped down from it. The young man's back was tall and handsome. The white tiger in the distance saw its master coming down and immediately ran over happily, nuzzling the corner of his robe affectionately.
"Do you think I am the King Rui of Daliang or the Marquis of Lin'an?" he asked.
Shen Miao leaned against the tree, put her hands behind her back, looked at his back, and said: "Is this important?"
"I didn't think it was important either." Xie Jingxing stood by the pond. His voice was calm, seemingly without any ups and downs, as he spoke calmly, "Ever since I knew my identity, people have been constantly reminding me that this is very important."
"Marquis Lin'an is cowardly, incompetent, and indecisive, unfit to be a father. Even if the real young Marquis Xie hadn't died young, he would have died at the hands of the Fang family."
"Aunt Rong treats me very well."
"I thought it was important to others, but to her, my identity was not important."
"But now it seems that I made a big mistake."
He said calmly, "This issue is very important to everyone in the world from the beginning to the end. There is no chance of success."
I thought some feelings could transcend the shackles of status, that family ties could transcend all else, but in the end, it was like a hard slap in the face. Most importantly, it was a deep sense of disappointment.
Shen Miao stared at his back for a long time before saying, “It’s not important to me.”
Xie Jingxing chuckled softly.
He turned and walked towards Shen Miao, stopping in front of her. He looked down at her from above and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
"You're just Xie Jingxing." She raised her head in defiance, as if to suppress the other party's momentum.
"Just?" He was slightly dissatisfied.
"You can fool others but not me." Shen Miao looked at his mask: "I knew what kind of person you were from the beginning. From the time I met you to the end of our alliance, you were just Xie Jingxing, nothing more."
Xie Jingxing said "Oh" meaningfully.
He took another step forward, and Shen Miao subconsciously stepped back. She was originally leaning against a tree, and now with her back against the tree, she had nowhere to retreat, but Xie Jingxing lifted her chin.
Xie Jingxing asked: "Do you think I'm cruel?"
“I don’t think so. I feel the same way.” Shen Miao replied.
"Then do you know that I am not a good person?" His voice was low and pleasant, and it poured into the ears with the cold wind in the night, making people feel hot all over.
Shen Miao retreated further, but didn’t want to be looked down upon, so she simply said, “I know, I’m the same.”
Xie Jingxing held onto her waist and pulled Shen Miao towards him. The mask obscured his face, making his handsomeness carry a hint of alluring mystery. He said, "Then I can answer your question now."
“What’s the problem?” Shen Miao was puzzled.
"You asked me if I wanted to destroy Ming Qi."
Shen Miao stared at him, her beautiful eyes filled with brilliant light, so deep that it almost sucked people in.
"So what's your answer?" she asked.
"If I say yes, will you report me?" Xie Jingxing smiled evilly.
Shen Miao said slowly: “No.”
"Because I am the same."
Just one sentence, three "me too", but Xie Jingxing's eyes changed a little.
It was like clusters of sparks blooming from a cold, icy field. He couldn't tell if he was happy or angry. He just asked, "Do you know what you're talking about?"
Shen Miao was silent.
He gnashed his teeth, as if he wanted to devour Shen Miao alive. He said, "Shen Miao, don't regret it. Once you get on my ship, you won't get off in this lifetime."
He suddenly leaned over and kissed Shen Miao.
Shen Miao subconsciously tried to dodge, but Xie Jingxing grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms. His cold mask touched Shen Miao's face, restraining her hands and kissing her lips roughly.
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