29 Chasing the bright moon
At this moment, Xue Qingtang glimpsed a glimpse of Feng Jingluo's thoughts, a hazy vision, like a veil through which she could see only a hazy image. Her detachment and universal love made her like a fish in a water tank, observed by a higher being. Every tremor within the world was but a ripple on the surface. Whether the tank capsized or the fish died, nothing could affect or alter her observations. Xue Qingtang was lost in a trance, lost in a profound state. At Feng Jingluo's crisp, clear call of "Wake up," her body trembled, her vision focused. She nearly lost herself. Feng Jingluo raised a hand to stop her, "No need to say more. Go back and reflect on this carefully. How much you can understand depends entirely on your own luck." Xue Qingtang walked out in a daze, forgetting even to say thank you. Her mind wandered, replaying everything she had just witnessed. Next door, Bai Yuge had stopped at some point, her back pressed against the wall, sensing the ripples of the other side. The face that had held a hint of melancholy since following him to Qinzhou City smiled ever so slightly, eyes lowered. He sensed in it a sense of all-embracing yet aloofness. Emotions, people, and things, would eventually flow through Feng Jingluo's fingers like water; she wouldn't hold onto anything. Bai Yuge scoffed at the base thoughts welling up in her heart. Although Feng Jingluo felt slightly differently about Yun Shaozong, there was no way he would linger for him or show him any extra care. Those insignificant tokens of affection were fleeting. Bai Yuge looked up, arms folded dejectedly, watching the falling snowflakes. Was he thankful that Yun Shaozong didn't want to cultivate? Thankful that if he diligently cultivated and caught up with Feng Jingluo, he would still have the chance to watch her from afar. After Xue Qingtang left, Feng Jingluo's gaze drifted to the vermilion wall. In truth, she didn't quite understand Bai Yuge's persistence. It was simply that she had beaten him several times, perhaps unwilling to give up, that he kept chasing her. Now, it seemed Feng Jingluo didn't know when he'd changed his mind, and perhaps Bai Yuge herself didn't know either. Each of them had their own things to do, and time passed quickly, until late at night. The moon was dim in the sky, its hazy white light like a wet stain on the sky. Feng Jingluo pushed open the door and stepped out, leaping onto the rooftop. She sat cross-legged, smoothing her dress, and orderly unpacked the low table, wine jug, and wine glass. She rested her wrist on her knees and gazed at the tiles paving the vermilion wall, and beyond, the courtyard landscape. She loved standing high up, the bird's-eye view that allowed everything to appear clear and to be controlled at will. She raised her eyelids, reached for the wine jug beside her, poured the wine, and raised the wine glass to her lips...
At this moment, Xue Qingtang caught a glimpse of Feng Jingluo's path, and it was like seeing a blurry scene through a layer of gauze.
Her detachment and universal love made her like a fish swimming in a tank, observed by higher beings. Every vibration within the world was but a ripple on the water's surface.
Whether the water tank overturned or the fish died, it could not affect or change her observation.
Xue Qingtang was in a trance, immersed in a mysterious state. When Feng Jingluo called out "wake up" crisply, her body trembled and her vision focused.
She almost lost it.
Feng Jingluo raised his hand to stop her from speaking. "No need to say more. Go back and reflect carefully. How much you can understand depends entirely on your own luck."
Xue Qingtang walked out in a daze, forgetting even to say thank you. His mind was wandering, and he kept recalling everything he had just seen.
Next door, Bai Yuge paused, leaning against the wall, feeling the vibrations from across the wall. The face that had always held a hint of melancholy since following him to Qinzhou City, lowered its head and smiled lightly for a moment.
He sensed a sense of all-embracing yet aloofness. Emotions, people, and things would eventually flow through Feng Jingluo's fingers like water, and she wouldn't hold onto anything.
Bai Yuge laughed at the despicable thoughts that emerged in his heart. Although Feng Jingluo treated Yun Shaozong a little differently, it was impossible for him to stay for him and show him more favor.
Those insignificant bits of affection were but a fleeting flash in the pan. Bai Yuge looked up, folding his arms dejectedly as he watched the snowflakes drift down from the sky. Was he feeling fortunate that Young Master Yun was unwilling to cultivate?
Fortunately, as long as he works hard to practice and catches up with Feng Jingluo, he will still have the opportunity to watch her from afar.
After Xue Qingtang left, Feng Jingluo's gaze shifted to the vermilion wall. In truth, she didn't quite understand Bai Yuge's persistence. It was just that she had beaten him several times before, and perhaps she was unwilling to give up, so she let him chase her.
Now it seems that Feng Jingluo doesn’t know when he changed his mind, and maybe Bai Yuge himself doesn’t know either.
Everyone had their own things to do, and time passed faster and faster until it was late at night.
The moon in the sky was not obvious, and the hazy white light looked like a water stain on the sky.
Feng Jingluo pushed the door open and walked out, jumped onto the roof, sat down cross-legged, smoothed his clothes, and took out the coffee table, wine pot, and wine glasses in an orderly manner.
He rested his wrists on his knees and looked at the tiles covering the vermilion wall and the landscape of the courtyard in the distance.
She likes to stand in a high place, with a bird's-eye view, which allows her to see everything clearly and control it as she wishes.
She raised her eyelids, reached out to pick up the wine jug beside her and poured the wine, picked up the wine glass and raised it to her lips, as if she was waiting for a guest who was late to come.
A wind came from somewhere, but it stirred the surface of the pond, causing the lotus leaves to sway and the shadows of the trees to dance.
In a flash, a figure in white suddenly appeared on the wall. His hair was loose, and he wore a cross-collared, wide-sleeved satin robe with a pattern of blooming flowers in pale gold. He wore a belt around his waist, adorned with a crescent-white jade pendant.
A light gray color like smoke appeared from the fluttering hair, and the once unapproachable temperament like a sharp sword disappeared.
At this time, the person under the moon is as white as jade, with a slender waist like a lotus.
It adds a bit of fragility, like the moonlight reflected on the water surface that is easily dispersed.
Her lips were slightly open, Feng Jingluo frowned, the wine in the glass was shaking, and she restrained her expression and remained silent.
Bai Yuge, with the flowing silver sheen of her clothes, slowly landed on the roof, sat down, and filled her own wine glass.
The silence around him made his heartbeat too obvious. Bai Yuge was not sure whether Feng Jingluo could hear him clearly, so he just kept rubbing the surface of the cup with his fingertips and staring at the wall together.
"It's rare to see you dressed like this." She touched the slightly cool porcelain cup, and the wine with a faint floral scent flowed into her throat. She turned her head, and there was still moisture on her lips.
"It distracted me for a moment."
The wine glass trembled, soaking Bai Yuge's fingertips, and he lifted the glass and drank it all in one gulp. Perhaps because he couldn't handle the alcohol, his ears immediately turned red.
"I have nothing to do, so I thought I'd dress casually."
His eyes kept flickering, avoiding Feng Jingluo's gaze and changing the subject, "I thought you didn't know how to drink."
He had never had an overly close relationship with anyone, but after traveling together for some time, he suddenly realized that Feng Jingluo was not only a drinker, but also had a famous friend who was also very close to Jiang Chen.
She is not as cold as she appears. She will not hesitate to waste her energy to send the Queen of Snowfield back to her country.
He had never really understood her.
"You have never sat with me calmly before." He saw that he was just raising his sword to fight, and he kept fighting after being defeated.
Bai Yuge pretended to pour wine to cover up her embarrassment. As she watched the wine flow, she suddenly paused and raised her head. "I have indeed been chasing after you, arrogantly thinking I understand you."
Even thought they were the same.
"You are more alive than I know. It's ridiculous that I think I understand you." His eyelashes are very long, gently covering his lost eyes in his deep eye sockets.
"I am such an impolite person, I must have caused you a lot of trouble."
The sheen of his clothes made him look radiantly white. Feng Jingluo narrowed his eyes, resting his elbows on the table and looking at him with his chin raised. "What do you think I look like?"
Bai Yuge said without hesitation, "Indifferent, aloof, and strong, no one can enter your world."
She gently rubbed her lower lip with her palm and smiled, "For some reason, few people approach me. I think I'm aloof and aloof."
"What you see in my eyes is just a projection of myself," she said. "Bai Yuge, you are the indifferent one, and you are also the aloof one."
Bai Yuge was stunned.
"Has Ruchen ever mentioned me?"
Bai Yuge instinctively replied, "I did."
"What does it look like?"
"gentle."
Her smile deepened as she put down her glass. "Because he is that kind of person, everything he sees is beautiful and gentle."
"It's not that you don't understand me, but you don't understand yourself." Her words made Bai Yuge tremble. After a brief moment of distraction, he waited for Feng Jingluo to continue.
"I know what I want, and Ruchen also knows what he wants. Wen Xuanqing, Jiang Chen, and even Xu Mobai know."
"What about you? Bai Yuge, what do you want?"
He raised his drooping eyelids, widened his eyes, and curled his fingers into his sleeves. He responded to Feng Jingluo's gaze and was stunned again.
What does he want?
He remembered the teachings of the elders when he was young. The people around him worked hard to become strong, so it was natural that he should also pursue strength.
Bai Yuge did so until he met Feng Jingluo, who was even more powerful and whom he could not defeat no matter how many times he tried.
He had never thought about this question before, but when he learned that Feng Jingluo was about to get engaged, the panic that surged in his heart made him realize that his pursuit was not reluctance, but a love that he had never understood before.
"I want..." Bai Yuge no longer avoided looking at me, and her tone became more decisive, "to catch up with you."
"It's not because of past teachings, nor is it because you are strong."
"I want to look at you, always look at you." He picked up the wine glass again and drank it hastily.
"I've been following those rules, aimlessly doing it without knowing why. What's the point?" He laughed like a sigh. "Young Master Yun said I treated you like the bright moon. I think there's some truth to that."
"When I look at the moon, I no longer feel the loneliness of the night. I have never thought of letting the moon fall from the sky." She glanced at Feng Jingluo from the corner of her eye. The corners of her mouth curled up, and her facial features softened, with an indescribable tenderness. Seeing him looking at her in silence, she raised the corner of her eyebrow to indicate that he should continue.
His heart skipped a beat, as if the sealed box deep in his heart was opened by his own hands, revealing all his sweet thoughts.
“I just want to fly to the moon,” he stumbled, shielding his face with his hands, “but…but, right in front of me, you’re shining your light on others.”
"..." He was silent for a few seconds. "I admit that I was very jealous of Young Master Yun. I thought he was not worthy of you, so I followed him to Tanzhou City without permission."
He fell silent again, clenched his fists under his sleeves, and looked sideways at the dwarf pine tree beside him. His drooping hair blocked his face, making Feng Jingluo unable to see his expression.
"Why...can't it be me?"
He was confident that he was no worse than Yun Ruchen, and he had known Feng Jingluo for a longer time.
Bai Yuge hoped more than once that she would be the one to see Feng Jingluo's smile.
"You're too persistent." Feng Jingluo said helplessly, "After a while, it will become an obsession and will only hurt yourself."
"I haven't treated you well, yet you still want to become an immortal and follow me. If I show you even a little bit of favoritism," Feng Jingluo said jokingly, "wouldn't you be carried away?"
"The heavier your heart is, the harder it will be to walk the path of immortality." His voice deepened. "You won't be able to survive the thunder tribulation. Only by emptying yourself and letting go of everything can you walk through it safely."
Bai Yuge turned back and thought for a long time before saying, "I think you underestimated me."
He smoothed his drooping hair back and lengthened the line from his jaw to his neck. "I am also a genius. Although I can't compare with you, I am confident that I can survive the thunder tribulation." It's just a little more tragic.
"What I'm chasing is the moon." He looked at Feng Jingluo impartially. The martial arts changed his original eye color, but it did not make him as dull as this gray.
His emotions are always strong, hidden deep in his heart where no one cares.
"So it's only natural that your wings will break thousands of times."
Feng Jingluo was surprised, then burst into laughter. Her laughter was as pure and clear as a wind chime. The awe-inspiring and inviolable aura around her transformed into the warm breeze of early spring.
Just as she said, the girl in front of her was not indifferent or arrogant, but just one of the countless creatures in the world, without exception.
And he always wanted to coat her with layers of light.
There was a slight admiration in his eyes. Bai Yuge was surprisingly frank and straightforward with her immature emotions. Her sincerity was revealed in her eyes, which made Feng Jingluo feel amused.
People can always temporarily break away from their previous life trajectory for the sake of something they love.
Feng Jingluo stood up, her clothes fluttering in the wind. She couldn't remember how long ago she had thought about this, but she still felt the same way now. "Relationships in this world are nothing more than a brief meeting and a long separation."
“Put it down so you can pick it up, pick it up only to put it down.”
"Bai Yuge, how long will you hold on? When will you let it go?" His tone was like that of a bystander who happened to encounter a river changing its course, not knowing where it would go, and stopped to observe, also with a sense of admonition.
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