Chapter 9 Common Line (09) "Brother Yingxing, you just need to accept it..."
Ying Xing's whole body stiffened.
He tried to catch He Yuan's gaze and saw curiosity in those blue-purple eyes.
...and what I've been longing for.
For a fleeting moment, Yingxing felt like a doll in a shop window.
Crane Kite peered intently at him from the shop window, then went inside and bought him.
There were many emotions in his eyes, but no love.
Liking, possessiveness, and curiosity were mixed together in He Yuan's eyes, forming what he thought was "love".
Ying Xing was momentarily lost in thought, but instantly understood He Yuan's idea.
Twenty-year-old He Yuan didn't understand the difference between them, misinterpreting her own preferences as love, and then used some tricks to keep him alone.
He glided to the railing, took off his skates, sat down, and took out the die that He Yuan had given him.
He chose the numbers [1] and [2].
Yingxing threw the die ten times, and the die remained firmly between [1] and [2].
Luck never smiled upon him, but He Yuan showed him "favoritism".
Even if this favoritism is mixed with too many factors and is too ignorant.
But it doesn't contain those disgusting looks and thoughts; it's just pure "liking".
It left him utterly helpless.
Ying Xing thought for a moment, then said to He Yuan, who had been watching him intently, "What does He Yuan want to do after she gets me?"
Without hesitation, He Yuan replied, "I want to be with Ying Xing forever."
...Forever.
It's a word that's both alluring and daunting.
Does He Yuan, who has an 800-year lifespan and is only 20 years old now, truly understand what "eternity" means?
Even Yingxing, who has lived nearly half of his life, cannot firmly say "forever".
Ying Xing gave a bitter smile. "I am a short-lived species with only forty or fifty years left to live. You should understand that."
He Yuan nodded, "I know, Brother Yingxing, I will always be with you."
Suddenly, Yingxing took Heyuan's hand and let his knuckles fall on the corner of his eye.
"Can you feel it? My aging." There's already a barely visible fine line here.
His eyes held an unspeakable pain, and beneath his dark gray surface lay a surging abyss.
“Heyuan, you need to understand one thing,” he said, extending his hand, “that short-lived species have many, many more flaws than long-lived species.”
These are hands covered in scars and calluses that cause pain.
"No matter how severe the injury, the immortal species can be saved as long as they are treated in time. The scars will also be erased, just like before."
"But I am not. I will grow old, I will be left with indelible scars, my bodily functions will continue to decline, until I lie withered on the hospital bed, helplessly waiting for death."
"I will become the kind of person you don't want to be with."
He Yuan seemed stunned by his words and stared blankly at him.
The noise on the ice was loud, but the area around the two of them was like a vacuum, where no sound could be heard.
Like tender shoots breaking through the soil—
"...No, it won't." He Yuan's eyes were veiled by a thin layer of gauze.
His voice was soft, yet it carried an unwavering conviction.
"Brother Yingxing, I won't—I won't leave you because of your changes!"
He was eager to prove his determination: "I'm serious!"
Even the oldest paper dolls retain their charm!
Moreover, the company sells medical aesthetic products, so Yingxing will definitely be able to maintain his [99] level of beauty forever!
—As for bodily functions…
Crane Kite plays games to enjoy the fun, not for the sake of meat.
If he wants to eat meat, he has plenty of games to choose from.
Yingxing covered Heyuan's eyes with his hands.
He tried to lower his voice, making himself sound like a bad guy, "I don't doubt your determination, but... who can predict the future?"
Just like when he was a child, he once held his parents' hands and, after taking a photo at a photo studio, made a wish in front of his birthday cake to "be together forever".
His parents agreed to this wish.
As a result, the Buli people invaded his homeland, his parents died, and he became food for the enemy.
Forever is an elusive promise, a fragile thread, and an unimaginable future.
"Heyuan, are you really sure you can keep your promise?"
"I can."
His response was met with the young man's tearful eyes and another embrace.
He Yuan said sullenly, "Brother Yingxing, do you still remember what we said when we first met?"
In this inconspicuous corner, Yingxing's thoughts flowed backward with the words, taking him back two years.
It was a warm morning. Yingxing stepped off the starship, picked up the four-sided viewing mirror, and truthfully reported his origins to the personnel of the Border Balance Division.
"Ying Xing... a disciple of General Huai Yan from Zhu Mingxianzhou... twenty-eight years old... a short-lived species?!"
The people in charge of this checkpoint looked surprised, their expressions shifting unpredictably, much like those on Zhu Ming's Immortal Ship.
Ying Xing glanced at it briefly and asked only, "Can I clear the game now?"
"Yes, let's go."
He carried the box, passed through the Jade Gate, and arrived at the bustling Star Chariot Sea Central Hub.
Unlike Zhu Mingxianzhou, Ying Xing obediently followed the navigation, only to bump into a black-haired boy.
Fortunately, he was quite strong and wasn't knocked down; instead, he managed to hold onto both the suitcase and the boy.
A pair of beautiful blue-violet eyes stormed into Yingxing's brain, violently tearing open the lake of revenge and injecting information belonging to another person.
Ying Xing froze for three seconds. When he felt the warmth on his fingers, he realized that his hands were wrapped around the boy's waist for convenience.
The black-haired youth was dressed in a fairy boat outfit with cutouts at the waist and abdomen. When his hand circled around, it touched the other person's skin.
Yingxing had never been so intimate with anyone before, let alone held someone in his arms.
He immediately let go of the boy's hand, letting him stand properly, and prepared to continue towards his destination, completely unaware that the boy was looking at him as if he were looking at Tang Sanzang's flesh.
If possible, Yingxing would rather not deal with most of the people from the Immortal Boat.
The young man before me was undoubtedly a member of the Celestial Ship.
They would look at him with the same contemptuous expression, using their superior charity to show their difference, only to have their arrogance shattered by his ever-improving self, leaving them only able to submit to him, watching him represent Zhu Ming in the Great Refinement of Metallurgy.
"Hey—wait a minute, wait a minute, young man!" The black-haired boy grabbed Ying Xing's suitcase, and after making sure he had stopped, he put his hands together in a gesture of apology. "Sorry, sorry, I bumped into you just now. Let me make it up to you!"
Yingxing should refuse.
But for some inexplicable reason, he nodded in agreement.
The boy's name was He Yuan. He was an eighteen-year-old from the Immortal Ship and had just obtained the highest level of education currently available on the ship. He was currently unemployed.
"I usually just take on commissions and sell small props, so my working hours are quite flexible."
Correspondingly, Yingxing's information was also revealed completely without anyone noticing.
When He Yuan heard about his ordeal, she remained silent for a long time.
"Mr. Yingxing is truly a remarkable person." He said this with the utmost sincerity and respect.
...It's a very strange feeling.
Yingxing had heard many compliments, some sincere and some insincere, but the one he had just heard was like a meeting of kindred spirits, striking a chord deep within him.
"A hundred kinds of metallurgical processes... truly amazing."
Speaking of this, He Yuan suddenly said seriously, "Mr. Ying Xing, I think you will definitely win this competition!"
Ying Xing chuckled to himself.
Although he was confident, he also knew that there were always people more talented than him, and who knew that there might be people on the immortal ship with even greater talent than him?
But the boy in front of me was so determined that it made me chuckle.
Perhaps his disbelief was too obvious, so He Yuan smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, let's make a bet?"
"If Mr. Yingxing becomes Baiye, how about you forge me a weapon for free? I will use this weapon to cut off Buliren's head for you."
Few people can resist laughing.
The eighteen-year-old boy made a shocking statement, which greatly relieved Yingxing's tension upon arriving in Luofu.
Bu Liren's head... How could he even say that?
For reasons unknown, Yingxing accepted the bet.
He just kept thinking that even if he didn't win the match, he would still make a weapon tailored for He Yuan.
Later, Yingxing became Baiye.
He stood at the very tip of the podium, surrounded by a cacophony of voices—discussions and astonishment about his identity.
He Yuan stood below the stage, her blue-purple eyes sparkling, and no amount of dazzling lights could conceal the emotions within them.
Admiration, appreciation, and respect...
All sorts of positive emotions broke free from the shackles of controversy, leading Yingxing to a broader blue sky.
He kept his word and made a dagger according to He Yuan's request.
And this dagger did indeed... sever the head of the warrior leader Hulei last night.
"Brother Yingxing, I have fulfilled all my promises."
He Yuan said with a wronged expression, "Don't I have any credibility with you at all?!"
He Yuan has never cried.
Yingxing panicked and didn't know what to do, so she could only wipe away her tears and speak softly.
"...It's not a matter of trust, nor is it your problem, Heyuan."
Ying Xing trembled, her knuckles shaking, and took the initiative to embrace the young man.
"It's my problem."
The voice was trembling like never before.
"It is I who am unable to meet your expectations."
It is my cowardice that prevents me from loving you purely.
He Yuan opened her arms and grabbed Ying Xing's clothes tightly.
A mixture of excitement and sadness surfaced on her cheeks, her white hair like a spider web separating the different emotions.
"Brother Yingxing just needs to accept it."
He Yuan nuzzled his bare neck and tilted her head back to press her earlobe close to his.
"...Accepting my 'love' is the best response."
Those things are best left to the players to figure out; Yingxing just needs to be with him.
"--No!"
Yingxing pushed Heyuan aside and grabbed the young man's shoulder with his rough hands.
"I cannot accept this with a clear conscience."
He wouldn't allow himself to become like that, nor would he allow He Yuan to keep giving to him unconditionally.
What's the difference between him and those disgusting scumbags who string several people along?
"Then... how about trying to respond to me, Brother Yingxing?"
He Yuan asked him with her tear-filled eyes.
"You don't have to do what I do, just praise me."
"Brother Yingxing, can you do it?"
Like dewdrops on flower petals, falling one by one.
They cross the clear lake surface, settle in the deep silt, and then emerge from the soil.
"..."
"There are still twenty hours left. Yingxing, do you want to give it a try?"
It's only been twenty hours. Don't you even have that much confidence in yourself?
Yingxing wanted to end this "date" that started as a farce.
But when he met He Yuan's eyes, he couldn't bring himself to say what he wanted to say.
He had many choices, but in his heart, there was only one.
"...Just this once."
After this, they will revert to being friends and dismiss it all as a fantasy.
He will try his best to make He Yuan understand that this is not love.
A note from the author:
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To deal with someone like Ying Xing, you have to use drastic measures (shaking head).
But our Brother Yingxing isn't someone to be trifled with either.
Waaaaah, why is it taking so long to write? I hope everyone's still here TvT
I discovered that common themes needed to be written in two digits, so I secretly changed the chapter titles...
To make it look neater!
It won't all be Yingxing's. Don't forget, our Yuanyuan still needs to go home to sleep at night; that's Jingyuan's occasion =w=
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