The next morning, the streets were shrouded in mist and the air was chilly, but some breakfast stalls were already open for business.
People from all walks of life, ordinary folks, do everything they do in order to survive.
Yan Liang got up very early; the only sounds in the inn were the conversation between the waiter and the innkeeper. He walked through the corridor, deliberately making his footsteps light.
Wu Hua, a light sleeper, woke up earlier than Yan Liang and heard everything that was happening outside the door. Having traveled together for many days, he naturally knew that Yan Liang had gone to practice martial arts.
He didn't practice in the temple, spending his days stealing moments of leisure and quiet. But after leaving the monastery, he started practicing. I really don't know what this person was thinking.
Wu Hua smiled sarcastically.
After Yan Liang's presence faded, he had the waiter take him to a room on the water. After washing up, he put his things down and went out.
There were hardly any guests staying on the second floor of the inn, and the corridor was deserted. Yuan Suiyun's room door was tightly closed, and it was completely silent inside.
As expected of the Bat Prince, even he didn't know when this person left.
Wu Hua turned around and slowly went downstairs.
Yuan Suiyun was at a base on Bat Island listening to his subordinates report on the information they had recently gathered.
Among them is Zuo Mingzhu, the daughter of Master Zuo, the owner of Zhubei Villa. After recovering from a serious illness, she calls herself Shi Yin. However, Shi Yin is the daughter of Shi Xiaolian, who had a falling out with Master Zuo. Moreover, Shi Yin died of illness when Zuo Mingzhu recovered.
Yuan Suiyun's subordinates are very dedicated. They have discovered that Zuo Mingzhu's illness of being separated from her soul is fake, and that everything she has done is a plan devised by her and Shi Yin so that they can be with their beloved.
Shi Yin's sweetheart is an actor, but Zuo Mingzhu's sweetheart is Xue Bin, the second son of Xue Yiren, Zuo Erye's sworn enemy.
Xue Yiren was known as the "Blood-Clad Man" when he roamed the martial arts world, and no one dared to challenge him. More importantly, Xue Yiren's younger brother, Xue Xiaoren, was the leader of an assassin organization.
Yuan Suiyun had eyes and ears all over the world. He knew the contents of the agreement that Chu Liuxiang made with the Black Robe for the sake of Yidianhong and Qu Wurong.
Things are going to get interesting.
Yuan Suiyun sat by the window, the curtains billowing in the wind. He looked down at the building below and slowly curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.
If Chu Liuxiang were to go to the Xue family to investigate, he would surely encounter Xue Xiaoren, who is currently feigning madness...
Unwittingly, Yan Liang's figure came into his sight.
Then Yuan Suiyun remembered that Yan Liang wanted to ask Chu Liuxiang about Wuhua.
Yuan Suiyun calculated the time; he and Yan Liang would have to part ways after traveling together for a few more days.
With the winter solstice approaching, if Chu Liuxiang doesn't change his plans and still goes to Zhubei Manor for perch sashimi, the famous Chu Liuxiang will surely find out the truth...
The latest auction on Bat Island is about to begin. Yuan Suiyun is taking Wuhua with him to inspect his properties. In the future, if he is not on the island, Wuhua can manage it for him.
If Yan Liang had arrived faster, he might have been able to get involved.
Originally, I followed the clouds' thoughts.
Yan Liang sneezed as he walked in the cold wind.
...Is someone talking about him again?
When Wu Hua returned to the inn after taking a stroll outside, she encountered Yan Liang, whose hands were full of tears.
When he saw the person opposite him, he remembered the sesame seed cake from last night, which was still lying on the table in his room.
I need to get rid of it as soon as I get back; it's an eyesore.
No flowers in sight.
Yan Liang walked towards him quite naturally, his tone calm, as if the bullying he had caused yesterday had never happened, and asked, "Have you eaten?"
Wu Hua raised an eyebrow and said leisurely, "Never."
Yan Liang tossed him a paper package, which Wu Hua caught. It was warm, and smelled of… steamed buns.
The two walked side by side into the inn. Wuhua asked with a half-smile, "Why didn't you give me any fruit today?"
He emphasized the word "some".
Yan Liang said lazily, "Because you didn't say you'd just bring some."
Wuhua: "If I don't tell you, will you bring me food other than green fruit?"
“No,” Yan Liang denied, then added, “It’s food other than green fruit and sesame seed cakes.”
Wu Hua then remembered the sesame seed cake lying on his table.
What kind of filling did you buy?
Yan Liang: "Pork and scallion filling."
Wu Hua: "..."
Although Wuhua was not a law-abiding person, he was not greedy for food. He ate vegetarian food for as long as he stayed in Shaolin Temple.
This is true even after descending the mountain.
"We've been traveling together for many days, haven't you noticed that I only eat vegetarian food?" Wuhua said coldly.
The two had already reached the second floor while they were talking.
Yan Liang stopped in front of his room, smiled slightly at Wu Hua, and said gently, "Mine is filled with pork and scallions, and yours is filled with cabbage... In the future, when you talk to someone, listen to what they have to say."
The last sentence was both didactic and incredibly irritating.
Wu Hua: "..."
Who told you to punctuate like that?
Yan Liang gazed into Wu Hua's eyes, her pupils clear and bright, which seemed somewhat out of place on her extremely ordinary face.
He laughed and said lightly, "I'm really sorry about last night. You were so rude to me, of course I was angry."
Wu Hua: "...So your way of venting your anger is to bully me? Make me go hungry all night?"
Yan Liang: "Aren't there sesame seed cakes?"
Wu Hua: "When you asked Yuan Suiyun to bring it to me, it was already cold. Do you think I would eat it?"
Yan Liang: "Hehehe."
Wu Hua: ...Heh.
When Yuan Suiyun returned to the inn, Yan Liang had already finished eating the pork and scallion buns.
The other party did not make any attempt to conceal their footsteps. Yan Liang heard the noise in the corridor, pushed open the door, and said to Yuan Suiyun, who was standing at the top of the stairs, "I brought you breakfast this morning, but you came back too late, so Tian Shi and I took care of it for you."
Yuan Suiyun smiled gently and said, "Thank you, Brother Yan. I've already eaten outside."
Yan Liang nodded: "It's good that you've eaten."
Yuan Suiyun didn't say where he went, and Yan Liang didn't ask, just as he hadn't asked where Wuhua had gone. After resting for a while, the three packed their things and set off again.
Late autumn is a time of desolation for all things. The trees that I saw just a few days ago had only darkened leaves, but now when I see the same trees again, the leaves are falling one after another, and there are far fewer leaves on the branches.
Holding the reins, Yan Liang looked at the falling leaves from the front of the carriage and sighed, "These leaves are falling so fast."
Wu Hua chuckled. The scene of autumn leaves falling had a unique charm; only someone as tasteless as Yan Liang would casually sigh, "They fall so quickly"—a person of refined taste would surely exclaim, "..."
"The autumn wind rises, white clouds fly; the grass and trees turn yellow and fall, the wild geese fly south."
Yuan Suiyun's voice came from inside the carriage; his tone was clear and melodious.
Wu Hua: "..."
“Although I can’t see it, I can imagine the scene,” Yuan Suiyun said. “Even though it is desolate and lonely, it has a unique charm.”
Yan Liang laughed: "Yuan Suiyun knows more. I can't think of any poetic lines to describe it."
Wu Hua: "The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, the grass and trees wither, and the dew turns to frost."
Yan Liang: "...What did you say next?"
Wu Hua lifted the curtain and gave him a fake smile: "To highlight your ignorance."
Yan Liang was too lazy to pay him any attention.
Yuan Suiyun was in the carriage, surrounded by complete darkness, without a single ray of light. And he had been in this darkness for over a decade.
Wu Hua and Yan Liang's conversation was torture for him. Even though he knew that the two of them did not mean it, he was still unwilling to accept it—why was he the only one in the dark?
Yuan Suiyun lost his sight at the age of three due to illness. To him, everything in this world was like a fleeting glance for others; but the difference was that others could continue to see, while he alone was trapped in darkness.
Wu Hua lowered the curtain and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yuan Suiyun's expression—although it was the same gentle smile as always, it looked a little strange.
Yuan Suiyun noticed his gaze and smiled slightly at him: "What's wrong?"
Wu Hua: "...It's nothing."
Outside the carriage, Yan Liang overheard their brief conversation and lowered his eyes slightly.
After traveling for another three days, they arrived at Qiushui Town, where they had to part ways.
Yan Liang already knew that "Tian Shi" meant "no flowers".
He recognized Sikong Zhaixing with his eyes back then, and now he can naturally recognize Wuhua with his eyes as well.
Wu Hua, who should have disappeared without a trace, got in touch with Yuan Suiyun. At first, Yan Liang thought that Yuan Suiyun did not know Wu Hua's identity (after all, Wu Hua had disguised himself). However, after spending so many days together, he began to wonder if Yuan Suiyun knew Wu Hua's identity.
If Wu Hua's identity were revealed before parting ways... what would Yuan Suiyun think?
After spending so many days together, Yan Liang had realized that Yuan Suiyun and Hua Manlou were not the same kind of people. Their only similarities were perhaps their blindness and good manners.
Hua Manlou loved life and held a gentle kindness towards all things in the world; but Yuan Suiyun, though gentle, still revealed indifference in his words and deeds.
Yan Liang wasn't saying that Yuan Suiyun did a bad job. Even he himself couldn't be like Hua Manlou. Hua Manlou was unique, and everyone is like that.
When Yan Liang first discovered this, he was a little sad, but then realized that his sadness was too impolite to both Hua Manlou and Yuan Suiyun.
It is despicable to place one's emotions on another person or even hope that the other person will become the person one desires.
Just as he has always maintained, he is himself, and the original owner is the original owner. Everyone is different.
If Yuan Suiyun knew Yan Liang's worries, he would probably only find it ironic. After all, he knows himself best, not to mention that Wuhua was someone he had saved from Chu Liuxiang.
Yan Liang was lost in thought when Wu Hua popped out and said to him, "It's my turn."
Yan Liang looked up at him, utterly astonished: "You're actually being so proactive?"
Wu Hua smiled slightly: "If you don't want to, you can continue driving."
Yan Liang decisively shoved the reins into Wu Hua's hand.
After a while, Wuhua asked, "Why don't you go in?"
Yan Liang leaned against the car frame and said lazily, "The weather is nice today, let's soak up some sun."
Wu Hua remained silent.
Despite it being late autumn, the weather today is surprisingly good.
It didn't feel like late autumn; it felt more like the height of spring.
Inside the carriage, Yuan Suiyun reached out and lifted the curtain. Sunlight poured in, a cool autumn breeze blew, and the scent of decaying vegetation seeped into the carriage and gradually spread.
My right hand, resting by the window, was warmed by the sunlight.
The young man remained silent for a long time, then slowly changed his right hand from a palm to a claw, as if he were about to grasp something.
His palms were empty.
Something that cannot be grasped, or even seen.
Author's Note: In my personal opinion, the difference between Yuan Suiyun and Hua Manlou is roughly as follows:
Even though Hua Manlou cannot see the sunlight, he will try to feel it with his heart; Yuan Suiyun also cannot see the sunlight, but he will feel resentful because he cannot see the sunlight.
Aaaaaah!!! What am I saying?!
In short, it's just a difference in perspectives!
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