Chapter 531 Su Nuan is really confused
In her previous life, her life was full of suffering and struggle, and she had no chance to experience what love was.
In this life, although she was reborn, she was still bound by the shadow of the past and never dared to open her heart easily.
Ling Cang suddenly stopped and turned to look at her. His gaze was deep and calm, as if he could see through her inner confusion. Su Nuan was caught off guard, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated when she met his gaze.
She subconsciously lowered her head to avoid his gaze, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead due to nervousness.
"What's wrong?" Ling Cang's voice was low and gentle, with a hint of concern.
Su Nuan shook her head and forced a smile: "Nothing, just a little tired."
Ling Cang looked at her for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded lightly: "We're almost there."
Su Nuan said "hmm" and continued walking forward behind him.
But her heart still couldn't calm down. She knew she couldn't avoid this problem any longer.
I must figure out what my feelings towards Ling Cang are. Is it gratitude, responsibility, or... love?
But what is love? Is it the feeling of a racing heartbeat, or the determination to give everything for him?
Su Nuan didn’t know. She only knew that at this moment, her heart was filled with confusion and anxiety, as if she was standing in a fog and couldn’t find the direction to move forward.
Ling Cang took another step, but Su Nuan followed him mechanically as if her soul had been taken away.
Her footsteps were light, as if she was stepping on cotton, and every step was weak and empty.
Her thoughts had already flown far away, and the question that made her feel so confused kept echoing in her mind... What does it feel like to love someone?
She wanted to ask the space spirit, perhaps it could give her an answer.
However, when she tried to speak out in her heart, she found that her voice was trembling, like a candle swaying in the wind, which could go out at any time.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner turmoil, and finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Space Spirit... do you... do you know what it's like to love someone?"
The space spirit was originally sleeping, but was awakened by Su Nuan's voice. He rubbed his eyes in a daze, as if he was pulled out of a dream.
It yawned and responded lazily: "What love? Is it delicious?"
Su Nuan was amused by its words and her originally tense mood relaxed a little.
Although the space spirit's reaction was inappropriate, it unexpectedly soothed her inner trembling.
She sighed and whispered, "I don't know if I'm in love with Ling Cang."
The space spirit tilted its head, as if thinking for a moment, and then asked, "Oh... Then you loved Zhao Jingcheng in your previous life, right? You can tell by comparing them, right?"
When Su Nuan heard the name "Zhao Jingcheng", her heart suddenly tightened, as if being pricked by a thin needle.
She shook her head secretly, with a hint of bitterness in her tone: "No, I don't love Zhao Jingcheng."
Her voice was soft, yet firm. "Zhao Jingcheng appeared when I was at my most vulnerable. At that time, I regarded him as a hero. I admired him, but I didn't love him."
The space spirit seemed a little confused by human emotions. It scratched its head and muttered, "I don't understand. Hai Lan said he doesn't understand either."
It paused, then added, "By the way, Hai Lan said his mission is to find love, discover love, read love, and then love others."
When Su Nuan heard this, she felt helpless.
How could she care about a android's mission right now? She was already so overwhelmed.
Su Nuan's inner confusion and entanglement were like a tangled mess that she couldn't sort out.
She murmured softly, "I can't even figure out my own feelings right now, how can I have the energy to care about other people's tasks..."
Her eyes unconsciously fell on Ling Cang's back. His shoulders were broad and his steps were steady, like a mountain, calm and reliable.
But, is this mountain her home or a bondage? She doesn't know.
Seeing that Su Nuan was silent, the space spirit stopped talking and just quietly served as her silent companion.
Su Nuan's heart still trembled. She looked up at the sky, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on her face, warm yet tinged with a hint of sadness. Her fingers unconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes, her fingertips turning slightly white.
"What does it feel like to love someone?" She asked herself again in her heart.
However, no one could give her the answer. Perhaps the answer was in her heart, but she was afraid to face it, afraid to lift the thin veil.
Ling Cang led Su Nuan through the Moon Gate and said with a smile, "This is all your yard. Do you like it?"
What comes into view is a path paved with bluestone slabs, with flowers and plants planted on both sides of the path. There is also a tall crabapple tree with lush branches and leaves, which blocks most of the sunlight, leaving only mottled light and shadows on the stone road.
The breeze blows by, the fragrance of flowers fills the air, refreshing the heart. I wonder who created this, it is like a dream.
Walking along the path, you can see an exquisite pavilion with upturned eaves on all four corners. Copper bells are hung under the eaves. When the wind blows, the bells sound crisp and pleasant.
Behind the pavilion is a two-story building, which is mainly made of wood, with carved beams and painted buildings, and is exquisitely decorated.
The steps in front of the building are paved with green bricks, and a young grass grows between the bricks, looking particularly strong and vibrant.
Pushing open the door, there is a spacious hall. In the middle of the hall stands a mahogany round table with a set of celadon tea set on it.
There are several ink paintings hanging around the hall, depicting landscapes, flowers and birds. The brushstrokes are delicate and the artistic conception is profound. The ink looks fresh, and I wonder who painted them.
On the left side of the hall is a study. The bookshelves are full of books and there is a piece of rice paper on the desk, as if someone has painted here.
In a corner of the study, there is a guqin. The body of the guqin is as smooth as a mirror, and the strings are slightly vibrating, as if waiting for the owner to touch it.
To the right is a bedroom, which is simply yet elegantly furnished with a carved wooden bed covered with brocade bedding.
A screen embroidered with koi fish hangs above the bed. The koi fish on the screen look lifelike, as if they will jump out of the painting at any time.
Outside the bedroom window is a small garden with several plum trees planted in it. There is a well under the trees and a square pond next to the well. The water in the pond is so clear that you can see the bottom, and a few leaves are floating on the surface of the water.
Su Nuan's eyes became moist. They were so thoughtful that they even inquired about the decoration of her boudoir at her parents' home.
Ling Cang saw the tears in Su Nuan's eyes and felt pity in his heart. He said softly, "This is the courtyard you live in. The Ling family, young and old, worked hard to decorate it."
Su Nuan was so moved that she choked up, "Thank you." At this moment, she felt the joy of being rewarded with sincerity, which was far more satisfying and happy than getting mountains of gold and silver.
Ling Cang lowered his eyes, the struggle on his face fleeting, "Xiao Yun said you like to hide things, so he dug a secret room for you in the study."
"Also, he dug this crabapple tree himself. Do you... like it?"
Su Nuan suddenly looked up at Ling Cang. What did he mean by this? Was he testing her to see if she and Ling Yun had done something inappropriate?
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