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Because of the light voice, Xiao Yingzhu paused and looked up at Ai. Noticing the indifference and sincerity in her eyes, he paused for a moment and stood in front of the wooden door of the cabin, holding his breath.
The wooden door was ajar, standing quietly in front of him, with only a corner of the frame exposed.
There were no windows around that could allow one to see into the room. If the door had not been blown open by the strong wind from outside the ship, the door would have remained motionless if one had simply stood outside without doing anything.
Although the scene hidden behind the door cannot be seen with the naked eye, the dead silence seems to overflow from the gaps in the lifeless wooden door, and the soundless stillness drowns out any movement of the people outside.
The girl next to him stopped talking and looked straight ahead again. On this level of the deck, the only sound left was the sound of waves hitting the ship's side.
The waves under the ship roared suddenly, and after a while they receded as if suppressed by a heavy and shapeless object. The dazzling waves surged as the ship moved forward at full speed.
The white fog everywhere revealed a bright light from the dispersing dark clouds, making the shadows on the wooden boards in front of the door seem thinner.
Xiao Yingzhu looked calmly at the obstacle in front of him, then suddenly turned sideways to block the wind blowing towards the wooden door, and deflected the shadow on the ground, preventing it from penetrating into the visible area inside the door.
The girl standing by the door was still quietly guarding. It was known that she was waiting according to Qin Lan's instructions, but in the current situation, it was obvious that she was temporarily lacking such a function.
He sighed softly, his casual expression completely disappeared, and he looked at Ai quietly and calmly.
"Go to the Lord's room first."
Qin Lan was watching the movements of the waterway ahead in the room. He would not leave that place unless there was a special situation.
“…”
"Um."
Ai Ting was silent for a moment, vaguely feeling that there was suddenly an isolated atmosphere here that kept outsiders away. He quietly withdrew his gaze from looking at Xiao Yingzhu because of these words, responded silently, and moved towards the stairs.
As her figure disappeared in the light, the sound of her quiet footsteps could no longer be heard. There was no one else outside the deck, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, empty and remote.
Xiao Yingzhu, who had been standing motionless outside the door, finally moved. He lowered his eyes, and his bony hands had already touched the door that would be pushed open with a little force. However, because he was concerned about the emotions that arose in him at the moment, he stopped at the junction with the wooden board and did not make any further movements.
The light cast a dark shadow on his expressionless profile, obscuring the unclear emotions in his dark and silent eyes.
The hand just stopped there, as if it was shackled by something, unable to move forward or backward.
The light outside became increasingly dazzling, even the fair skin became paler and brighter, with blue blood vessels faintly visible under the skin.
…
What is he hesitating about?
Why did he stop at this door that anyone could open?
It's not like him to stop doing what he wanted to do just because of unnecessary thoughts.
There seemed to be invisible vines beside him, silently wrapping around his wrists and arms, piercing his skin and bones painlessly, and fixing his movements.
Xiao Yingzhu paused for a moment, then quietly lowered his hands, his eyes as deep as a pool, pondering something that he could not understand.
At any given moment, everything should have been under his control.
No matter what has happened, what is happening now, or what will happen in the future, as long as he is involved, he can calmly and sharply perceive or discern other people's feelings towards him, even if they are as thin as a needle and only exist in a tiny corner.
Having experienced all the changes, from caressing to familiarity to control, he knows it best. Only by fully understanding, judging, and deeply accepting or enduring it without missing a single detail can one bear the deep weight of all that has been foreseen, is about to happen, or has already happened.
Therefore, he would never stop the game he should play, the chess pieces he should place, or the plans he should carry out because of other people's difficulties - crying, begging for mercy, or things and people that are deeply related to him.
Takahashi, the bridge of destiny, has long been connected to the two ends of the scales of everyone's life. Every step he has to take should be related to the stability of the current political situation, rather than stopping his current pace because of his own thoughts.
So from the time they met until now, when Jiang Nian had not even seen him in person, this overall situation had already been set up.
And she was just a pawn in this.
A chess piece that happens to be located at the intersection of all the threads and cannot be ceded or moved away.
Because he knows this very clearly, he will pay more attention and care to Jiang Nian's affairs than other things, and he will also share these feelings with her without hesitation.
After all, in this matter, people and things are equal. If you need things, you also need to take care of people. If you take care of people, you also need to take care of things. They are inseparable.
Therefore, when he formed an alliance with Jiang Nian, he knew very well what changes would happen in his life.
First of all, a person who never cares about others will care about a little girl, go to her pharmacy to see her business, and think with her about the difficulties she encountered.
At the same time, he would also change his usual mood, because he knew that even if he tried to avoid her intentionally, he would inevitably have intersections and touches with her feelings.
So he quietly accepted Jiang Nian's emotions when treating him, and because of the just-right collision of their souls and thoughts, his usually indifferent expression relaxed and his eyes softened.
Because she was different, he was completely different from her in terms of etiquette. Growing up in an airtight aristocratic family, he naturally had an excellent upbringing.
But perhaps because of his experience and understanding from his mother, after leaving the house and interacting with others, he would be more tolerant of other people's lapses in etiquette and demeanor.
But when it comes to Jiang Nian, he will be more tolerant and indulge her almost in a permissive way.
He had already anticipated what might happen in the future, so even if there was a chance that something would happen that was not a matter of affairs but a subtle change in the relationship between men and women, he would not be surprised or strange.
At this point, he would casually cut off when the feelings grew stronger, and intentionally or unintentionally guide this relationship that seemed to be "born from love and ended with courtesy", stopping at some changes. On the surface, it would be seen by others, but secretly he would stop at the right time, focusing on affairs, and the rest were idle things, and he could not move forward on the core.
Knowing it openly would make it easier for him to protect Jiang Nian - or the extremely important chess piece in this chess game, while not knowing it in secret would prevent her from getting hurt and avoid unnecessary troubles.
…
That's how it should be.
Therefore, he could naturally sense the changes in his relationship with Jiang Nianshang and the vague ambiguity, and he naturally accepted it.
After all, this is what I expected, right?
Since it is an emotional issue that cannot be avoided due to work, why do we still feel worried and hesitant?
How did it start, and because of whom, did this relationship quietly change?
As if involuntarily, he began to truly care deeply about and consider the other person's feelings.
Often, small changes will lead to huge and unpredictable consequences in the future.
At this moment, if he stops because of this small change out of true feelings.
Then, after that, if he enters the game again with sword in hand, the dense threads will cover his body. Later, because of one person, like a single thread that moves the entire body, the threads will penetrate from the copper wall that has slightly collapsed and is no longer as solid as before, entangle his heart and affect his judgment.
Even if his mind was as clear as usual, those changes could not be ignored. They were everywhere, changing from tiny details to tiny details, affecting him.
…Even so, should we continue?
Even if you know that if you continue to let yourself fall, you will be smashed into pieces in the abyss, should you continue?
The wooden door creaked and shook.
The wind pushed the door open a little from the side he had just blocked.
Xiao Yingzhu still did not move. The shadow beneath him gradually deepened and darkened, like a small quagmire that was about to form. Countless pairs of hands that had been chopped, collapsed, and cut by him grabbed his ankles and the corners of his clothes, struggling to drag them down desperately, sneeringly inviting him to go with them to the "paradise" of sinners.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Yingzhu was about to raise his hand when the narrow field of vision that was originally only facing the piece of wood suddenly widened. The wooden door that blocked his sight opened up, and the scenery in the cabin was reflected in his shrunken pupils.
The piles of scattered goods, the slightly neatly arranged tables and chairs, and the bright windows that let everything in, set off the light brown color of her black hair.
Jiang Nian's slightly sad expression seemed to have just dissipated, and now he looked more confused and puzzled. He was looking at him steadily, and after a moment he spoke.
"How long are you going to stand at the door?"
“…”
The man standing in front of her didn't move, just looked at her coldly like a god, with no emotion visible in his dark and deep eyes.
There seemed to be the sound of vines growing through the soil next to his ears. Although there was nothing around that could endanger his life, Jiang Nian inexplicably smelled a sense of danger coming from his intuition.
It was as if it could devour her life in the next moment, like a sharp knife pressed against her white and delicate neck. The heart in her chest suddenly suffocated, and she subconsciously turned away this terrifying gaze.
After taking a step back, he felt that it was not a good idea to do so, so he turned his head and quietly and carefully met Xiao Yingzhu's gaze, and waved his hand in front of him.
"…What's wrong? Is there anything you want to tell me?"
After saying that, Jiang Nian turned his head and looked at Xiao Yingzhu's empty hands.
"Where's the book Miss Tao gave me?"
Before boarding the boat, it was unknown whether Xiao Yingzhu had heard the conversation between Qin Lan and her. She avoided answering her questions and took the white paper away in front of Tao Yu.
Not only did he take it away, he even added a sentence.
"Aren't your hands sore from holding it? I'll keep it."
His tone was flat and emotionless, but at that time Jiang Nian inexplicably sensed a sense of dissatisfaction and danger. As for where this sense of danger came from, she didn't know.
Now returning from her memories, Jiang Nian turned her eyes away from Xiao Yingzhu's hand. The inexplicable sense of danger in her heart matched the feeling in her previous memories. It was really difficult for her to understand what this young master was thinking.
The way Xiao Yingzhu took her book was as casual as when they first met.
But he is not unreasonable. Everything he did before was for Fangzi, but this book has nothing to do with these things. Why should he accept it?
I always feel that Xiao Yingzhu's behavior this time is illogical and has no clear purpose. She is really acting purely on her heart.
“…”
After waiting for a long time without seeing any reply from Xiao Yingzhu, Jiang Nian frowned and glanced at him lightly, feeling puzzled.
After her book was taken away, she had no tools to pass the time on the boat. Unlike modern times, she didn't have mobile phones to watch videos. Even the thought of looking at the mountain scenery outside the window was blocked by the thick white fog that no one knew when it would dissipate.
I don't know how long I've been sitting here. This ship is for military purposes, so it's not a good idea to wander around by myself. I'm unfamiliar with the place and might get into trouble if I run into danger.
Now that he's down, he didn't bring the white paper with him, and he didn't even provide an explanation. Where have his usual tentative words gone?
Jiang Nian was so speechless that he was even angry. He glanced at him calmly. His usual gentleness, tranquility and elegance were all gone. He didn't even want to pretend to be gentle. He turned around and walked towards Xiao Yingzhu.
"Where did you put it? I'm going to get it."
Xiao Yingzhu, who had been as stiff as a wooden stake, finally showed some expression. He suppressed the turbulent emotions in his eyes, raised his hand to close the wooden door, and said calmly, "In the Jueshi Room. I'll take you there."
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