If that's the case, Shi Zhili will have to see how to handle the situation.
He also felt that Shen Sangruo's indifference at this moment was because her emotions towards those people had been detached.
Once emotions return, it's hard not to be affected.
Shen Sanruo placed the mulberry wine jar on the table and decided to first examine the pile of things Lu Shiqing had given her.
She opened the storage bag and picked up one of the strange-looking insects with her index finger and thumb.
His expression remained unchanged as he unleashed a surge of spiritual energy, effortlessly reducing it to ashes.
Next, go and get one.
Then the others saw her take out all sorts of insects from her storage bag, some beautiful, some terrifying, some delicate, some twisted.
"Didn't they say that what helped Sang Ruo regain her feelings was something she had wronged in the past?" Lin Qianyin got goosebumps all over. "What that person owed Sang Ruo was these bugs?"
"Yes, these are all gifts he gave me in the past." Shen Sanruo had a faint smile on her lips, as if she also found it a little funny.
"No way, who gives insects as gifts?" Su Xiyu exclaimed in surprise. "The pretty ones are one thing, but why are there such terrifying and disgusting ones?"
At that time, her junior sister was probably not even fourteen years old. She would probably be so frightened by seeing her that she would have nightmares.
Shen Sanruo smiled but did not speak.
Lu Shiqing gave her those terrifying insects, indeed to scare her.
Some of these incidents occurred when Lu Shiqing, in a mischievous mood, deliberately teased her when she first arrived at Zhenlin Peak.
Some used the Seven Emotions Gu on her to make them hate her and to sever her thoughts.
The rest were all for Bai Mumu, which goes without saying; it was purely malicious.
She just didn't expect that Lu Shiqing would even stuff these things in order to win back her feelings.
They used every trick in the book, unwilling to let any opportunity slip by.
But are these things really what we owe her?
Sometimes she really couldn't understand what Lu Shiqing was thinking.
Yes, there is a cognitive gap between normal and abnormal people, and she understood this long ago.
Unfortunately, despite Lu Shiqing's efforts, even after burning the last insect to ashes, she did not feel the missing part of her emotions return.
"The emotions haven't returned." She calmly said as she burned the storage bag, "Lu Shiqing still hasn't found the right thing."
Even she herself was a little curious about what it was that had helped her rediscover her feelings for Lu Shiqing.
According to her memory, the things Lu Shiqing sent were indeed the most likely to restore her emotions.
But this is the result now. Could there be something else going on?
Her emotions were detached, which made her unclear about what she was most obsessed with in Lu Shiqing, so she didn't even know how to get her emotions back.
Neither Lu Shiqing nor she could remember, and they seemed to be stuck in a dead end.
She pulled herself out of her thoughts, but what did this have to do with her? This was something Lu Shiqing needed to think about.
The repeated failures to win back their love have led many to question the methods used to do so.
"Are they sure this is how they regain their feelings? Why hasn't any of them succeeded?" Immortal Lord Changli's tone was full of disdain.
They all say they want to make it up to her, but they don't even know what they owe her the most.
They're truly a bunch of lazy and irresponsible good-for-nothings.
Shen Sangruo replied, "There shouldn't be any problem with finding a way to regain emotions, otherwise Bai Mumu wouldn't have hidden Wen Xuan's travel jade token."
Judging from Wen Xuan's half-dead state, if the jade token was in his possession, he would have already handed it over to her.
She glanced at the mulberry wine on the table. "There's another jar of wine here. Let's try it again."
Before drinking it, Su Xiyu carefully checked it to make sure there was nothing dirty in the wine before returning to her original position.
The aroma of wine wafted into her nostrils, and before she even took a sip, it stirred up a strange feeling within her.
It's as if something long buried is about to break through the soil, or as if something lost to us is about to return.
Instead of joy, she felt somewhat uncomfortable, as if a faint thread was entangled around her heart, giving her a slight feeling of suffocation and a tightness in her chest.
That feeling was clamoring, urging her to drink the mulberry wine.
With this reaction, Shen Sanruo had a premonition that she was about to rekindle her feelings for Feng Heyun.
Her expression remained relatively calm as she tilted her head back and downed the glass of mulberry wine in one gulp.
The sweet, refreshing wine flowed down her throat, and the emotions it contained spread and permeated her entire body.
A bitter taste suddenly appeared in my mouth.
Scenes from her past interactions with Feng Heyun resurfaced in her mind.
When she recalled these events before, it was more like watching a movie; she was an observer, standing by and watching everything unfold without any emotional turmoil.
But now, she has become a firsthand witness to all of this, and the emotions she feels because of each of the other person's actions are gradually becoming clear, just like the colors around her.
From the initial respect upon first meeting, to the relaxation after becoming familiar, to the embarrassment and indignation when teasing her with jokes, to the surprise when inviting her to make mulberry wine together.
The sadness of being gradually ignored as she drifted apart, the bitterness of protecting Bai Mumu when she looked at her with disgust, the helplessness when she was locked in the winery, and the grief of seeing the mulberry wine being dug up.
Scene after scene, the surge of emotions made her heart ache.
A single, glistening tear rolled down her cheek, as if telling of the grievances, pain, and resentment that had been suppressed for many years.
The onlookers were caught off guard by the unexpected and overwhelming impact of the emotional recovery, and were momentarily thrown into disarray.
"Junior Sister!"
"Sang Ruo!"
They swarmed around her and immediately surrounded her, asking how she was doing.
Shen Sanruo covered her chest with one hand and waved to them to indicate that she was alright.
After taking several deep breaths, the brows that had been furrowed by those surging emotions finally relaxed, and the suffocating feeling brought on by the heavy negative emotions dissipated considerably.
But the scene fell silent, and no one spoke.
The group of people who had been so confident earlier panicked after seeing her reaction.
Despite being fully prepared, she still shed tears; they had never seen her cry before.
Their thoughts began to waver. It seemed that Shen Sanruo's feelings for the Feiyun Sect members were even deeper than they had imagined.
They didn't know how to start the conversation, nor did they dare to.
She was afraid that if they opened their mouths, she would say that she wanted to go back to the Flying Cloud Sect.
The group of people felt extremely uncertain and insecure. Their concern for her made them timid.
Shi Zhili was also stunned. He had just said it casually, and she was actually that kind of person?
It was Qingluan Fairy who couldn't stand it any longer and spoke up first, "Look how scared you are! She hasn't even said she's leaving yet, and you're already too scared to say a word?"
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