Chapter 66: Unforgettable (VI) Colorful clouds are easily dispersed, glass is fragile, and I suffer...
The silence was brief but heart-wrenching. Lian Qiang heard her own voice and said calmly, "What did you say?"
It’s not that she didn’t hear Yue Lingjun’s words clearly, but she needed to calm down a little before this huge shock.
Yue Lingjun seemed in a good mood, so she repeated the story to her again: "Last night, the Immortal Lord specifically asked to borrow the Yingxin Mirror from me, saying he wanted to use it himself. I agreed. I thought you knew about this. How come? It seems you didn't know about it?"
This tone was truly unpleasant. Lian Qiang slowly exhaled, ultimately avoiding a tantrum. "Since he did this, he probably had his own reasons. Even if he didn't tell me, it's not a big deal."
Under Yue Lingjun's sharp gaze, Lian Qiang added, "...I don't care."
"Then let it be my miscalculation." Yue Lingjun, seeing the answer she wanted, admitted it generously and left with the clothes in her arms.
But before she had even left the courtyard, she turned back and kindly reminded him, "It's hard to overcome inner demons. He's gone to a quiet place on his own. Be careful not to disturb him."
Only after Yue Lingjun completely walked out did Lian Qiang realize that all ten of her fingers were numb and weak, and her palms were covered with sweat.
The last sentence she added was too obvious, and she knew it, and Yue Lingjun knew it even more. But at that time, she really couldn't make a more appropriate response.
Chi Xingji had clearly never mentioned this to her before, so why would he suddenly do such a rash thing? Compared to her, did Chi Xingji have any reason to take such a risk?
Let's put all that aside for now... Lian Qiang let out another breath, leaned against the door, and slowly slid down to sit on the ground. The incident happened last night, and Chi Xingji still hadn't shown up, so she didn't know what had happened to him.
Xi Wenji had once praised Chi Xingji for not only his exceptional talent but also his pure heart. Therefore, she didn't need to worry too much about him...
Really... no need to worry?
Yue Lingjun's heart-wrenching words from yesterday echoed in her ears again and again. Lian Qiang forced herself to calm down, but her scattered thoughts were out of control, so she patiently sorted them out one by one.
Chi Xingji's memories of the time before his ascension were largely smooth sailing... She was eager to rush out to find him, but she was also worried that, as Yue Lingjun had said, the noise would be too loud and disturb him. If she asked Yue Lingjun, who knew the truth, she would seem more like an enemy than a friend, and asking like that would play into her hands...
——In any case, you should go and see it.
Lian Qiang made up her mind and stood up, feeling hungry. She pushed open the door and saw someone behind it. She quickly took a step back to prevent the fragile dishes in her hands from falling to the ground.
"You haven't had a drop of water for a whole day and night. Aren't you hungry?"
It was Yue Lingjun who arrived again. She had changed into her own clothes, and the bowl of noodle soup in her hand was steaming. After spending so much time together, Lian Qiang knew that Yue Lingjun was a good cook, so it would be a lie to say that this hot meal wasn't tempting.
But out of caution, or perhaps to show off, Lian Qiang thought that continuing to endure hunger would not be more embarrassing than accepting this inexplicable gift at this moment, so she stood still to express her attitude.
"Are you worried that I will poison you? Don't worry, I won't." Yue Lingjun talked to herself and directly pointed out Lian Qiang's concerns.
Compared to yesterday, she is undoubtedly much more "understanding" today, and also more unpredictable and chilling. Even Qiang can't help but admire the rumors from the outside world, which are so different from her own.
This might not be a ploy to lure the enemy, but Lian Qiang remained motionless, watching coldly.
"If you don't believe me, I'll leave the noodles here. You can eat it or throw it away. It's all up to you." Under Lian Qiang's gaze, Yue Lingjun went into the house, put down the bowl, and walked out again. When passing by her, she inadvertently lifted the messy hair by her ear, which happened to allow Lian Qiang to see a red and swollen blister on her knuckle.
Was it an accidental injury while cooking? Did he do it on purpose? He couldn't possibly be trying to make her feel guilty and eat the noodles. When facing Yue Lingjun, Lian Qiang always worried that she wasn't thinking enough, that she could never guess what she would do next.
But this time, Yue Lingjun seemed to be there purely to deliver this bowl of noodles. She was even considerate enough to close the gate for Lian Qiang. When the door was only wide enough to reveal a glimpse, she suddenly sighed and said:
"You lent me the dress, so consider it my wish to repay the favor.
"If you don't take care of your body just to vent your anger, it's not a good thing."
Before Lian Qiang could react, the door quietly closed in front of her.
Her palm slowly pressed against her abdomen. Those words were like a magical spell, and the indescribable burning sensation in her stomach intensified at that moment. Never mind, Lian Qiang turned her head and looked at the bowl of noodles in despair. Whatever she wanted to do, the worst that could happen was to let Chi Xingji come back and collect her body!
Maybe there were other ways out, but at this moment, Lian Qiang didn't think about it at all. She quickly walked to the table, picked up the bowl of noodles, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and put them into her mouth.
It was probably just out of the pot and was still a little hot. It rolled over the tip of her tongue a few times, and even tears came to her eyes, but she did not stop eating voraciously.
The boiling hot noodles felt soothing and warm as they entered her stomach. Even after she had finished most of the soup, she didn't feel any signs of poisoning as she had expected. She also realized later that the noodles tasted bland.
But that doesn't stop it from being a delicious bowl of food.
After finishing the bowl of noodles, Lian Qiang felt a little stronger and his mind became much clearer. He slowly tasted the food and noticed something strange.
It's true that Yue Lingjun intended to provoke or tease her, but what she said must be true. If Chi Xingji hadn't caught her off guard, she wouldn't have found this opportunity. After all, Yue Lingjun didn't need to tell a lie that could be exposed with a little calculation.
And everything has come back to the starting point: Why did Chi Xingji do this?
If we must look for variables, we probably have to start from the special competition between the two yesterday... What was it that made Chi Xingji's mood overturn?
So, we still have to wait until Chi Xingji comes back... Lian Qiang slowly let out a breath, and suddenly everything went wrong. The mountains he saw were not mountains, and the grass and trees he saw were not grass.
It was getting close to evening and the sky was filled with sunset glow. Lian Qiang went into the house to light the lamp. When she came out, the small courtyard door was pushed open again. She thought it was Yue Lingjun coming again and was about to say thank you, but she met a pair of tired and dim eyes.
In a trance, Lian Qiang seemed to be back a hundred years ago, when she was in that free little courtyard, spending the whole day doing nothing, then waiting for the young man to return from sword practice with either sorrow or anticipation.
However, her mood was not as stable as it was then, and Chi Xingji had never looked so tired before, so even though Lian Qiang was instinctively urged to speak, she didn't know where to start.
At the very least, she should take a step forward, approach Chi Xingji, and brush the dust off his shoulders.
But Lian Qiang was not willing to do this. Anyway, it was not her turn.
"I..." Chi Xingji finally spoke up, breaking the deadlock. His voice was a little hoarse, and there was a subtle sense of guilt. "Last night, I asked Yue Jianjun to borrow the Yingxin Mirror."
This was a confession he thought he'd never heard of in a long time, but Lian Qiang already knew it and had long since exhausted her emotions, so her face didn't show the slightest bit of surprise or anger that might have appeared. She nodded and said, "I know, she told me."
The scene fell into dead silence again. The two stood facing each other from a distance, their postures distant. Lian Qiang thought she should ask Chi Xingji what he saw in the mirror.
But after such a long time, a feeling of powerlessness attacked every part of her body, and her lips were the most severely attacked, making it impossible for her to open them and utter even a syllable.
Lian Qiang quickly realized that this powerlessness was not caused by herself, but by Chi Xingji.
——It is Chi Xingji, not her, who should tell everything.
As a result, Chi Xingji, as if he had finished a struggle, mustered up the courage to look at Lian Qiang and said, "I'm sorry. It's my fault for not informing you and acting on my own. I don't want to tell you the reason. I also can't tell you what I saw in the mirror. I hope you can... forgive me."
After saying this, he bowed deeply and refused to get up.
This courtyard wasn't actually very big. Lian Qiang had walked from the door to the courtyard door countless times, and it was only a distance of more than ten steps. From the moment Chi Xingji stepped in, he hadn't taken a single step closer.
The distance between the two of them has not changed. It seems like there is nothing, but there is something real between them.
Perhaps the fear and worry of that day really made Lian Qiang lose all her emotions. She could have asked more questions, but she didn't.
Chi Xingji was able to stand there calmly and say such words. At least, it was a satisfactory result. Lian Qiang thought in her heart that it was a good thing that she didn't lose a calm and capable companion.
As for other things, does she need to care about them?
"You look tired. It's getting late. You should go back and get some rest." Lian Qiang decisively ordered him to leave. She instinctively felt that she needed some time alone to relax. What for? She didn't know.
She smiled and was about to close the door, but Chi Xingji stood up at this moment, stared at her deeply, and spoke again: "Have you... forgiven me?"
"...This is your own business, Immortal Lord," Lian Qiang realized for the first time that she was very good at avoiding the important issues. "You made your own decision and took the risk. How can I say whether to forgive you or not?"
She spoke slowly, but moved swiftly. She closed the door and threw herself on the couch, listening with open eyes for a moment as Chi Xingji left and closed the door. Lian Qiang jumped up and looked through the window screen. It would be a lie to say she didn't expect Chi Xingji to come back.
Unfortunately, my expectations were dashed. The courtyard was completely deserted, and even the sound of pebbles rolling on the ground in the wind could be clearly heard.
Lian Qiang thought calmly that if it were in the past, she would probably cry her heart out, crying for her bad fate, crying for the unfairness of the world, crying for the broken mirror that ruined the situation and caused a living person to change his temperament so drastically.
But she would not do that now. The colorful clouds are easily dispersed and the glass is fragile. What she has been trying so hard to maintain may not be a beautiful thing. It is just too fragile.
Sure enough, thinking this way, the dull pain in my left chest subsided a little.
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