Chapter 128 The Promise of Parting



"Cheng Muyun, please leave your mark deep within my body and soul."

The man slowly bent down, his well-defined fingers tracing the reddened corners of Xu Zhuohua's eyes. The moment his fingertips touched the moistness, his Adam's apple bobbed laboriously in the shadows.

Warm lips gently covered her eyelids. Salty tears seeped into her lips and teeth, mingling with the gunpowder residue and rainwater on her skin, making her throat tighten with bitterness.

"It's already left traces, hasn't it?"

Cheng Muyun stroked the ambiguous marks on Xu Zhuohua's body.

"You're already very tired."

Xu Zhuohua gripped Cheng Muyun's arm tightly; their skin touched, burning hot, the heat reaching deep into their hearts.

"Cheng Muyun, I want you to know that it doesn't matter whether I live or die, the important thing is that you live."

Finally, he said those words.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tears welling in her eyes shattered the twilight outside the window into fragmented starlight, but when she looked at Cheng Muyun, they condensed into two clusters of flames that refused to be extinguished.

Cheng Muyun had long sensed Xu Zhuohua's feelings, so he wasn't too surprised to hear those words.

The man put his arm around Xu Zhuohua's shoulder, letting her lean against him.

He paused, the sound of his chest resonating clearly audible, his voice gentle yet undeniable, "My thoughts are exactly the opposite of yours, Zhuohua, I want you to live."

Xu Zhuohua shook her head, tears streaming down her face and falling onto Cheng Muyun's bare chest. She reached out and hugged the man's strong body, savoring every inch of his tenderness.

"It's meaningless. Without you, the world is no different from the history books. I know everything that's about to happen, but it means nothing to me."

Cheng Muyun's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and when his well-defined hand covered hers, he felt a slight tremor from her fingertips.

Starting with his slender wrist bones, his movements resembled the depiction of a precious ancient painting.

His palm pressed against the pale blue veins on her wrist, her skin becoming even more delicate, like silk soaked in morning dew.

His cool thumb caressed the curve of her knuckles, his fingertip brushing against her soft fingertip. When he touched her fingertip, her glossy nail looked like two crescent moons, almost slipping from his palm.

"Isn't it fun to know what's going to happen and then verify it one by one?"

Xu Zhuohua pouted, "These past few decades have been the darkest and most cruel era in the last hundred years. I don't like it. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to survive in such a depressing environment, really."

Moonlight streamed through the dilapidated windowpane. Xu Zhuohua looked up, and in the shadow of her drooping eyelashes, her grievances and sorrow condensed into a pool of tears about to fall, which silently struck Cheng Muyun's eyes.

“But,” Cheng Muyun sighed, “Zhuohua, without you, I feel life is meaningless. I want to be with you.”

Xu Zhuohua gripped Cheng Muyun's fingers tightly and gently rubbed the calluses on his fingertips.

"Cheng Muyun, if you can get through these twenty years, the world will be bright and beautiful, everyone will be equal, and it will be incredibly wonderful! Really, if you live to see the era of true revival, go and see for yourself."

Xu Zhuohua spoke of a glamorous future, like a villain trying to lure a child.

Cheng Muyun listened attentively, "So, will our country become a powerful nation in the future?"

Xu Zhuohua nodded firmly, "Yes, a hundred years from now, under the leadership of decision-makers, everyone will be able to eat their fill, and everyone will have the right to choose."

Cheng Muyun suddenly tightened his arms around Xu Zhuohua and asked, "Do you want to go back?"

Xu Zhuohua thought for a moment and said, "At first I wanted to go back, because even as the eldest daughter of the Xu family, I couldn't enjoy air conditioning and watermelon in the summer, and there was no heating, no TV programs, no takeout, and no cell phone in the winter..."

She counted on her fingers the various inconveniences of this era.

In Cheng Muyun's eyes, Xu Zhuohua's serious expression was quite adorable, with her ears turning red.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, his gaze fixed on that crimson hue, and a sudden thud resounded in a corner of his heart—at this moment, all he wanted to do was bend down and hold that softness in his mouth, and bite it with the lightest of touches.

"But you're here, and that's enough. Where you are, is paradise."

Cheng Muyun couldn't help but kiss Xu Zhuohua's smooth, full forehead. "Am I that attractive? More attractive than the things you mentioned before?"

Xu Zhuohua nodded emphatically, “Although those things can make me happy, they are not true happiness. I can only smile from the bottom of my heart when I see you or think of you.”

For some reason, Cheng Muyun suddenly felt a pang of sadness, as if his heart was being repeatedly ripped apart by a dull knife.

He should have been overjoyed, but when the girl's reddened eyes and trembling eyelashes came into view, he suddenly tasted the metallic flavor on his tongue—those burning words, carrying a tragic and resolute air of facing death, were just like a final farewell.

These words sound like the last words of a dying person, the kind that if they aren't spoken now, there will be no chance left.

Cheng Muyun suddenly grabbed her wrist, his fingertips touching her cold skin, and he realized that behind this confession lay her courageous willingness to die.

The bitterness surging in his chest almost burst through his eyes. He suddenly hated this world, where even a sincere word had to be uttered with the courage to face death.

Cheng Muyun frowned slightly, "Did Daoist Yunxu say something to you?"

Xu Zhuohua remained silent for a long time.

Cheng Muyun's heart was pounding wildly, worried that Xu Zhuohua might be about to leave him if she wanted to say something but didn't.

"Do you love me, Cheng Muyun?" Xu Zhuohua asked in a hoarse voice.

Cheng Muyun said, "I love you, I love you very much."

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