Chapter 109 Loading Goods Yes, yes, yes, Shen Cangyu is right.
Pei Wenjing knew her very well, including her hobbies and habits. Their past relationship was definitely not simple, or rather, it was not as simple as Shen Cangyu had thought.
After all, Shen Cangyu wouldn't easily let others know his true habits.
Perhaps it was because she had always spent time with Pei Wenjing that she let her guard down, and Pei Wenjing, being observant, remembered her preferences. Perhaps it was because she used these techniques when cooking that Pei Wenjing summarized them, or perhaps... one day she deliberately revealed them as a test, and Pei Wenjing took it in, and everything fell into place, just like it is now.
Pei Wenjing has a thousand good qualities, but his only flaw is that he fell in love with her.
Initially, Shen Cangyu deliberately manipulated his feelings to complete the plot, aiming to maximize his favorability and eventually return home. But in the end, no one could discern how much genuine affection was hidden within that manipulation.
Shen Cangyu thought that when she learned the truth about the world, the die was cast. She only had two choices: either become a god and end the world, or die, destroy the story, and start anew, but then she would no longer be a part of the story.
No matter which ending she chooses, she and Pei Wenjing can never be together. But if she chooses the latter, Pei Wenjing can still live.
Perhaps, in addition to wanting to keep the world going, this was also part of the reason why she chose to self-destruct her soul back then.
Shen Cangyu, the protagonist, actively destroyed the plot, while Shen Chunrong, the author, couldn't overcome her psychological barriers. So they agreed to overturn the story. But no one could have imagined that the decision made back then would lead to this cycle of torment.
The blow of being unable to finish her work was etched into Shen Chunrong's bones. She revised her work again and again, changing the story beyond recognition. Little did she know that from the moment Shen Cangyu awakened, the characters in this world had already developed their own ideas. With each revision by Shen Chunrong, they were trapped in a cycle of reincarnation with their memories, searching for a way to break free.
Both those in the book and those outside of it are suffering, and everyone is waiting for a perfect ending.
Shen Cangyu returns amidst the chaos to reshape himself into a perfect version of himself, fix the flaws in this world, perfect the story, quell all the chaos, and lead everyone towards the end.
The story of a novel will forever remain within the novel; with the final period, everything will return to silence. Shen Cangyu knew that their ultimate fate would be to disappear. In the past, she wanted to use every means to prolong the world's existence; now she knew that running away was shameful, and the greatest courage should be to face the end of this world and everyone in it.
Perhaps when she gains the ability to "love," she will become a more complete version of herself.
Pei Wenjing scooped up the noodles and turned to look, only to find Shen Cangyu staring blankly at the steaming pot. He couldn't help but chuckle.
Shen Cangyu had always shown this expression in the past, but when she was in a daze, it was as if she had traveled through the vast void, and every breath she had an epiphany. Every time she finished being in a daze, she would have a new perspective. That's why Pei Wenjing always felt that Shen Cangyu was a genius. She was the kind of person who could have an epiphany even while sleeping, and her talent far surpassed that of other cultivators.
She looked just like she used to when she was lost in thought. He asked, "What have you realized this time?"
"I suddenly realized I love you."
Pei Wenjing's hand trembled, and the noodle soup in the bowl almost spilled. Shen Cangyu's sudden words nearly scared him out of his wits. In all the lifetimes he had spent with her, this was the first time he had heard her say such a thing, and he began to wonder if he had misheard.
Shen Cangyu's expression was casual, and he didn't seem to think that he had just said anything important. Pei Wenjing thought that he probably had misheard.
"My noodles!" Shen Cangyu smelled the aroma and reached out to Pei Wenjing, wanting to take the noodles from his hand.
Bailongtan is located by the sea, and the seafood caught there is extremely fresh, which Shen Cangyu loves to eat. Just now, when Pei Wenjing was cooking noodles, she was so tempted by the seafood soup in the pot. Now that the seafood noodles are finally ready, she can't wait to take a bite, hoping that its taste will live up to its aroma.
Just as Shen Cangyu reached out her hand, Pei Wenjing dodged her movement while holding the bowl.
Shen Cangyu narrowed her eyes and looked at Pei Wenjing with a dangerous gaze, but Pei Wenjing hid the bowl of noodles behind his back, met her gaze, and asked, word by word, "What did you just say? Say it again."
"My noodles."
"The previous sentence."
Their voices rang out at the same time, and Pei Wenjing guessed that Shen Cangyu would use this trick to fool him, but this time he did not intend to let her go. He stared intently into Shen Cangyu's eyes, not wanting to miss any expression from her.
Shen Cangyu tilted her head and said, "You look so fierce."
"Don't try to fool me like that." Pei Wenjing felt a slight itch in his teeth.
Shen Cangyu suddenly narrowed his eyes, looked at Pei Wenjing with a scrutinizing gaze, and said, "Why have you suddenly become... unlike yourself? Or is it that you can't keep up the act anymore?"
The fox grew anxious and finally revealed its tail, only to be stomped on by the hunter.
Pei Wenjing laughed. He put the bowl of noodles aside, placed his hands on either side of Shen Cangyu, and braced himself against the stove, encircling her. He said, "What should I do? I can't keep up the act anymore, Shen Cangyu. Isn't this your fault? You were the one who provoked me first."
He was too close, his hot breath spraying against her neck. Shen Cangyu suspected he had been drinking, otherwise why would his breath have a faint smell of alcohol? She leaned back slightly, raised her hand to push against his chest, but couldn't budge him.
"You should keep pretending. You look a bit scary right now," Shen Cangyu said.
Pei Wenjing blinked at her and said gently, "As long as you repeat what you just said, I can pretend to be whatever you like."
"This is the real show-off!" Shen Cangyu thought to herself. She'd always thought Pei Wenjing was a rigid, honest man, which was why she'd felt comfortable touching him. She hadn't expected him to be such a cunning fox; he probably was already enjoying himself while she was making advances. Pei Wenjing's acting was better than hers; he'd completely fooled her. Now, after hearing her words, his true nature had finally been revealed, but it was too late to turn back.
After all, she did develop feelings for him that were different from what she had imagined.
Shen Cangyu held up a little finger to him and said, "I just said that I've realized I like you a tiny bit, but how things will develop in the future depends on your fate."
Pei Wenjing chuckled and said, "Okay, I heard you clearly this time." He straightened up, scooped up the noodles from the side, placed them in front of Shen Cangyu, and said, "Eat quickly, or the noodles will get soggy."
"If the dough really clumps together, then it's all your fault."
Pei Wenjing was in a very good mood at the moment, and nodded and said, "Yes, then I'll make you another bowl." Yes, yes, yes, what Shen Cangyu said made perfect sense.
Shen Cangyu looked at him and almost rolled her eyes.
What exactly is love? Pei Wenjing is probably the epitome of falling in love, but Shen Cangyu could never have imagined that she would become like this one day.
The first step in learning how to be in love is to share food. Shen Cangyu reluctantly offered to give Pei Wenjing half a bowl of noodles. Pei Wenjing could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her eyes, so he politely said, "You eat it, I'm not hungry."
Shen Cangyu took the bowl back with great satisfaction.
Shen Cangyu lowered her head and took a sip of the soup, her eyes lighting up in amazement at its delicious flavor. She hadn't expected Pei Wenjing to have such culinary skills. Seeing her expression, Pei Wenjing knew he had made the right bet; indeed, this soup was still her favorite.
Shen Cangyu buried her head in her noodles as the setting sun shone through the open window, illuminating the entire table and falling on Shen Cangyu's hair, making it look like it was covered in gold dust.
Pei Wenjing rested his chin on his hand, watching her figure. Suddenly, he wanted to look up and pat her head. He had wanted to do this before, but he never had a reason or the right to.
He knew she had come into this world alone and must have carried a heavy burden, but she had never uttered a word of complaint, only striving upwards with all her might. He felt sorry for her; this feeling had been planted in his heart sometime during that time.
Pei Wenjing's outstretched hand was about to touch Shen Cangyu's fluffy head when she suddenly raised her hand and slapped it away.
The crisp sound echoed in the kitchen.
Pei Wenjing's heart sank, and he withdrew his hand: "I'm sorry." He had been too impulsive. Shen Cangyu had not yet tacitly approved of their relationship, but he had presumptuously thought that he had the right to touch her.
"Feel sorry."
Shen Cangyu also came to her senses. She hadn't expected the palm strike she had just made. She explained, "I died in my previous life because of soul searching, so whenever someone tries to touch my head, I subconsciously try to push their hand away."
Pei Wenjing clenched his fists. "I'm sorry, it's my fault." If he had recognized her sooner, if he hadn't gotten involved with her, if she hadn't followed him to Blind Mountain and met him... perhaps she wouldn't have experienced the pain of soul searching. It was all his fault.
He should have protected Shen Cangyu to the end from the beginning, taken her away from Blind Mountain, and prevented her from falling into the hands of those people from Kunlun. Or perhaps he should never have met her, acknowledged her, spoken to her, or given her anything in the first place. Maybe then Shen Cangyu wouldn't have been hurt.
“But if it weren’t for the Soul Search, I wouldn’t have been able to retrieve fragments of memories of our past acquaintance, nor would I have kept thinking about going to Kunlun,” Shen Cangyu said.
Everything is interconnected by cause and effect, one link leading to another, and none of the links can be missing. This is probably destiny.
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