Chapter 42: A Deep Sigh
It was drizzling outside, and it couldn't stop Xiaoqi's naughty heart. Several little monsters held umbrellas and chased and played in the peach blossom forest. Finally, they simply threw the umbrella aside and started playing.
Yang Liu had just prepared the pastry and called them to come in to eat. Several little demons ran in and shook the water on their bodies, panting and resting on the bamboo chair on the first floor of Feixue Pavilion.
"Sister Liu, Yu'er bullies me." Xiaoqi smiled and went to pull Yu'er's ears.
Yu'er hurriedly avoided and defended loudly. "I didn't bully you, you were chasing me all the time." He said angrily, reaching out to grab Xiaoqi's tail.
The two of them were playing in front of Yang Liu, and Yang Liu quickly stopped him. "Okay, you'd better go out and play, this place can't tolerate you."
A few little demons were ordered, and each of them grabbed a few pieces of pastries in their hands and ran out.
It was drizzling outside the window, and it was clear and lush in front of the window. Xueyan sat alone in front of the window on the second floor of Feixue Pavilion, stroking the strings of the piano, but her mind had already flown out of the sky. Since the cold weather left, the sky has been cloudy, with drizzle floating, and large areas of clouds covering the sky and making people feel depressed.
The song of Li Shang urges the sky to rain. I ask you what is the date of return? Is this continuous rain crying for?
Xueyan stroked the strings of the piano and looked outside in a daze. She felt inexplicably lost in her heart. Since Han Tian left, she always felt that something was missing in her life, and her heart was empty and there was no place to fall.
"Sister, what's wrong with you? You've been absent-minded these days." Yang Liu walked up with the pastry. She saw Xueyan's thoughts and patted Xueyan on the shoulder. "Some things you want to do when you want to do. If you miss them, you can never be saved. Don't let yourself regret it."
"I...I'm fine." Xueyan blushed and explained hurriedly. "I'm just worried...I'm worried about whether Yao Xiu'e has penetrated the charming beads. There has been no movement for so many days..."
"Okay, okay, don't hide it anymore!" Yang Liu interrupted her and said with a smile. "Since Han Tian left, my sister's heart has flew away. With such obvious changes, only Xiao Qi's careless girl can't see it."
"I..." Xueyan's heart was tangled, not knowing how to answer.
Yang Liu came over and looked at Xue Yan's red face and asked with a smile. "Tell me honestly, do you think my sister is in love with Han Tian?"
"I...I don't know." Xueyan ignored her and turned her head away.
"Is that so? Xiaoqi told me that my sister called his name when she was sleeping." Yang Liu sat aside and fiddled with her sleeves and said with a smile.
"I didn't, it was all Xiaoqi's words!" Xueyan's pretty face turned red with shame, biting her lip, and pretending to be angry and turned her back to her.
It was still drizzling outside the window, just like Xueyan’s mood at this moment. If the rain was the blue sky expressing her longing to the earth, are these traces of love the lingering attachment?
Xueyan stared out of the window in a daze. Hantian, where are you? I really miss you.
Yang Liu thought Xueyan was really angry, so she sat next to her and coaxed her softly. "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Look at you, I'm really angry. Even if Xiao Qi was talking nonsense, my sister's reaction was so big that she just showed that her sister likes Han Tian?"
"I..." Xueyan was silent for a long time and asked an irrelevant sentence. "Liu'er, what exactly is love in the world? How can we judge whether we fall in love with someone?"
"I think... it's just that you want to be with this person forever, never be separated, right?" Yang Liu pondered. She was also a demon. She had never experienced the love in the world, so she could only guess.
"I will never be separated until I grow old..." Xue Yan murmured, good and evil are inseparable, which is impossible for her and Han Tian. Thinking of this, Xue Yan felt sad. No matter what, the heavens are the place where she grew up. How could she betray her master and fall into the devil's way?
"Can love be used to repay kindness?" Xueyan thought of Ye Feng, the senior brother who accompanied her when she was most helpless and came to the world for her, and she knew what she owed him.
"I don't know this. It depends on who you have lived in your heart, who you are now, and who will be in the future? It is said that people's heart is very small and can only accommodate one person. In fact, people's heart is very big and have lived in many people. The difference is that everyone and you are tied to different feelings, including family, love, and friendship, but I know that there can only be one person who can make you tied to love." Yang Liu explained thoughtfully.
"I don't know if this is love. I'm afraid, so I dare not fight for it." Xueyan shook her head and sighed. Maybe it was because of Ye Feng, or because Han Tian was a person from the Demon Realm, Xueyan instinctively rejected him and did not allow herself to get close to him. Xueyan lowered her head and looked helpless. "I don't know what I should do."
"Are you afraid of losing, so you dare not fight for it?" Yang Liu smiled indifferently. "In fact, the reason why you are afraid of losing is because you have a deep attachment to the beauty you have."
"What should I do?" Xue Yan woke up from the dreamer. She suddenly raised her head. She was afraid that she would be hurt in the future and did not dare to accept Han Tian's wishes. She knew that the two of them would not have a good result, so she had been suppressing her feelings, but the relationship was difficult to control. She had already fallen in love with Han Tian unknowingly, which made her want to break free from the shackles several times and desperately.
"Ask your heart, it knows the answer." Yang Liu patted Xueyan's shoulder again and saw a familiar figure walking in the distance. Yang Liu smiled knowingly. "Xueyan, be braver, have never experienced big ups and downs, how can she understand the true meaning of love?" After saying that, he turned around and walked downstairs, held up an umbrella and called Xiaoqi and the others to leave Feixue Pavilion.
"Ask your heart, ask your heart..." Xueyan repeated this sentence. It seemed that someone had told her that she reached into her arms and the jade pendant disappeared. It was not Ye Feng, but Han Tian!
He said the same thing on the top of the cliff that night, but where is he now? Xueyan could no longer suppress her feelings. She deeply realized the meaning of Han Tian to her.
It was not until Hantian left that she realized how much she missed him. The deep-rooted longing told her that she loved Hantian deeply!
"I don't know where to leave for you, so I chose to dig you out of my heart, but what I dug out was my whole heart. Hantian, tell me, is this love?" Xueyan murmured to herself, not seeing the figure gradually moving in the rain.
"Of course it's." It was Han Tian's voice. Xue Yan looked at him in the sound. He was standing under Feixue's attic and looking at her.
"Hantian!" Xueyan exclaimed. Seeing him walking a few steps towards the door of Feixue Pavilion, Xueyan was filled with joy, and was worried that this was the hallucination that she had because she missed him so much. She quickly jumped down and ran to him quickly. It was Hantian, it was him.
Blood dripped down his cuffs, and he was seriously injured. Xueyan reached out to help him and asked anxiously: "Why are you injured?"
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Han Tian smiled gently, smoothed her frown brows and comforted her.
As soon as Xueyan held him, he fell on Xueyan's body. Xueyan went to test his pulse. He was already very weak. It seemed that he had just experienced a catastrophe and was already at the end of a strong bow. He could no longer bear any bumps. Xueyan carefully helped him into Feixue Pavilion.
Hantian is as fragile as a child. Xueyan settled him down, wiped the rain on his face with a silk trouser, and hurriedly prepared medicine beside the medicine cabinet, took it for him, and sat on the bed to bandage the wound on his arm. Hantian leaned against the head of the bed, looking at Xueyan's busy appearance and smiled in his eyes.
"Does the wound still hurt? Where else can I feel uncomfortable?" Xueyan asked concernedly.
Han Tian got up and pulled her to his side, held her in his arms, and whispered: "It's okay, let me sleep for a while, I'm so tired." He closed his eyes as he said.
Xueyan hesitated for a moment and still hugged him. She clearly felt that she wanted to be with this person forever.
After a long time, Xueyan quietly put her hand on his wrist and let out a breath. His pulse gradually became stronger and his breathing was stable. Although he was seriously injured, he had a strong ability to heal. Such injuries would take at least a few days to see improvement. He improved so quickly. Is this the power from the soul of the most evil? Xueyan didn't know that she looked at Han Tian's sleeping face and smiled happily.
She doesn't want to care about all sentient beings in the Three Realms, the opposition between good and evil. She is just a snow demon. These responsibilities are too heavy for her. She just wants to live a simple life and stay with her beloved for the rest of her life.
Xueyan sighed secretly. "Master, let me be selfish once..."
Han Tian, I am afraid of parting, either don’t know each other or stay together all the time, okay?
Xueyan, some love cannot be expressed in words, they can only be proved by life, you must forgive me!
Chapter completed!