Published: March 8, 2025
Stepping outside, Chu Yang saw Wu Qianqian standing in the heavy snow, dressed in black, her figure appearing almost bloated, as if she had been standing in the snow for quite some time.
"Are you guarding them?" Chu Yang was suddenly hit by a flurry of snowflakes, and he felt his mind clear up in an instant, as if waking from a daze.
"Yes." Wu Qianqian looked at the three people who were almost buried in the snow and softly said, "I know I don't need to guard them, but I still want to do it."
"I understand your feelings." Chu Yang replied calmly, slowly walking past her. With a flick of his hand, the snowflakes on Wu Qianqian fell down, and the ground beneath her feet visibly rose by a circle.
Wu Qianqian hugged her shoulders a bit tighter, her clear eyes appearing even more misty in the snow. With a slightly confused look, she asked, "Chu Yang, can I ask you one thing?"
"Go ahead." Chu Yang said.
Wu Qianqian's eyes flickered, and she gently asked, "The person you mentioned who you are infatuated with... it wouldn't be... Mo Qingwu, would it?"
Chu Yang fell silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "Yes!"
Wu Qianqian's eyes widened in shock!
"Chu Yang... you..." Wu Qianqian felt like she was about to spit blood.
"You arrived in Iron Cloud three days ago, over two and a half years ago, and then met Mo Qingwu within a few months. I know this... Now Mo Qingwu is thirteen years old, and back then she was only ten? You, you, you... are in love with her?"
Wu Qianqian's lips trembled.
She never imagined that she had been thinking of her rival as someone so formidable, so extraordinary, so like national beauty and heavenly fragrance... In Wu Qianqian's heart, only Zixie Qing could match the imagined 'rival' she had created.
But who would have thought that she was defeated by a little girl who was still wet behind the ears back then!
No, no, no... not just back then! Even now, she was still inexperienced!
Chu Yang rubbed his nose and smiled bitterly. How should he explain this?
Wu Qianqian was at a loss, looking at Chu Yang with suspicion, "Chu Yang, you... can't have some kind of... peculiar taste, right?"
"Nonsense!" Chu Imperial Seat's face turned red.
"Or... is your mental state in some aspects still stuck at... eleven or twelve years old?" Wu Qianqian looked at Chu Yang with a teasing glint in her eyes; the previous sorrow in her gaze had vanished, replaced with amusement and mockery, along with a sense of 'laugh or cry'...
Chu Yang felt utterly embarrassed.
This was his first time feeling this way, especially in front of Wu Qianqian.
"Haha..." Wu Qianqian couldn't help but laugh, holding her stomach as she lost her composure. "Chu Yang, you really caught me by surprise..."
"Cough cough, cough cough cough..." Chu Yang rubbed his nose, feeling extremely awkward as he pulled Wu Qianqian aside. "Let's talk over here..."
Pulling Qianqian into Wu Qianqian's room, Chu Yang wore a pained expression and said, "What kind of nonsense is this... You shouldn't guess like that... people overheard."
Wu Qianqian huffed, "What is going on then?"
Suddenly startled, she thought of something. "The person you mentioned, the one you owe a lifetime to... it wouldn't be her, would it?"
"It is her!" Chu Yang nodded deeply.
Wu Qianqian was speechless.
She couldn't understand it even more now.
That person was only thirteen years old; when did you owe her a lifetime?
"There is a reason for this, it's very complicated." Chu Yang said, "If there’s time in the future, I will explain it to you."
Wu Qianqian nodded, but suddenly furrowed her brows and said mysteriously, "Chu Yang, I've been feeling restless these past few days, as if something is about to happen, and... I often dream of my mother..."
Chu Yang smiled, "Missing your mom?"
Wu Qianqian shot him a glare, "My mother passed away shortly after I was born..."
Chu Yang replied with surprise, "I didn't know about that..."
Wu Qianqian's gaze turned sorrowful. "In my dreams, I can feel my mother’s embrace is so warm... She tells me she is waiting for me over there..."