Chapter 64

Chapter 64: What’s Our Relationship Now?

Under the sparse and bright moonlight, the sharp, unruly boy, who always spoke with a barb, had tears in his eyes.

He was a little at a loss, he grabbed Sang Nian’s sleeve and said word by word:

“You have to show the wound, that’s what you taught me.”

Sang Nian couldn’t describe how she felt at this moment.

Any words seemed so pale and barren.

She tiptoed, gently touched his head, then held his hand tightly, her palm warm:

“Yes, our little Xie did a good job.”

This summer, after the rain, under the moonlit night.

The girl in white clothes held the hand of the demon who would terrify countless people in three hundred years, her eyes curved as she smiled at him.

She patiently smoothed out all the sharp thorns on him, gently wiped away the scars on his heart, carefully stitched up the patches.

Then she held it in her palm and blew on it gently, saying:

“It doesn’t hurt anymore, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Thirteen long and dark years passed, finally, someone began to love him.

A very, very good person, came to love him.

Suddenly, Xie Chenzhou pulled her into his arms, his arms tightly around her waist.

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Sang Nian didn’t react for a moment, her hand froze in mid-air.

Xie Chenzhou buried his face in her neck, his voice low:

“I wanted to do this in that dilapidated temple.”

Sang Nian dumbly said “Ah”, her stiff hand tentatively placed on his back:

“But you’re holding me too tight, Xie Chenzhou, I can’t breathe.”

After a few seconds, Xie Chenzhou restrained himself and let go of her. When he looked at the person on the ground again, there was no warmth in his eyes:

“Wait for me over there, I’ll be right back.”

Sang Nian didn’t ask any more, she just said:

“Okay.”

After saying that, she stepped on the green pine needles and rotten leaves on the ground, walking to the edge of the dense forest.

She looked around, turned and sat on a slightly low ancient tree trunk, looking up at the moon in the sky.

Soon, footsteps came from behind.

She didn’t turn her head: “Done?”

The boy walked in front of her, still faintly smelling of blood.

He stood under the tree, looked up at her, and reached out to her.

Sang Nian didn’t care:

“It’s only this high, I can jump down in one go, I don’t need help.”

Xie Chenzhou said:

“I want to hold your hand.”

Sang Nian was stunned, she stammered:

“Ah, then, then let’s hold hands, it’s a little cold tonight anyway.”

Xie Chenzhou’s ears turned red, he mumbled:

“It is a little cold.”

Sang Nian carefully reached out, her fingertips touching his fingertips.

He held it tightly, gently pulling her towards him.

The shadows of the trees swayed, the girl’s figure swayed, she flew down with the wind, her skirt made a beautiful arc in the air, fluttering like a butterfly.

She fell into the boy’s arms under the tree.

He caught her steadily, not taking a step back.

Neither of them spoke.

The night wind blew through the treetops, making a continuous rustling sound.

After a while, Sang Nian pushed him away, stepped back, and looked down at her toes:

“Let’s go, we should go find Chu Yao and the others.”

“Okay.”

Xie Chenzhou walked beside her, still holding her hand tightly.

The path hadn’t been walked on for many years, the grass was lush, and pale purple clover flowers bloomed one after another.

Xie Chenzhou bent down to pick one, but his hand almost reached it and then retracted.

He straightened up and said:

“When I was poisoned by the demon, you entered my past dream, you already knew what happened to me before, right.”

Things had developed to this point, Sang Nian had to admit:

“After all, our relationship back then… was pretty bad, I thought it would be better if you didn’t know, so I deliberately kept it from you.”

Xie Chenzhou’s voice was very soft, almost only he could hear it:

“So, it wasn’t my fantasy.”

Someone really came down from the sky, trying to save him from the flames.

Xie Chenzhou closed his eyes tightly.

It wasn’t a madman’s fantasy.

It was real, certain, and existed.

“But how did you escape later?” Sang Nian asked him.

Before he could answer, she added:

“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, I was just asking casually.”

Xie Chenzhou’s tone was steady:

“I was locked in a cage for seven years, one day, I took the knife from his hand.”

As he spoke, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes:

“That was the first time I killed, I thought I killed him.”

“Later, I jumped into the dark river, I swam for a long time, I managed to escape, and then I was…”

He stopped abruptly.

Sang Nian didn’t ask about what happened next.

She was silent for a while, and whispered:

“The water must have been very cold, right?”

“…”

Xie Chenzhou paused, turned his head to look at her, his voice hoarse:

“Yes, it was very cold.”

She suddenly realized: “No wonder your hands are always cold, no matter how much you warm them.”

Xie Chenzhou looked away, his tone unnatural:

“Someone holding them will make them warm.”

Sang Nian: “…Huh?”

He took something out of his pocket, took her right hand, and wrapped it around her slender wrist.

Sang Nian leaned closer to look.

It looked like silk thread, but it was tougher than silk thread, it shimmered under the moonlight.

“What is this?” she asked curiously.

He used magic to secure the ends, retracted his hand and carefully examined it:

“It’s a string from a zither.”

Sang Nian was puzzled: “A string from a zither?”

He said:

“This is the only thing my mother left me, now, I’m giving it to you.”

Sang Nian wanted to take it off:

“How can that be, it’s your mother’s memento…”

“The night you caught fireflies for me, they all prepared gifts for you.”

Xie Chenzhou said:

“I didn’t know what to give you back then, now I know, I want to give you this.”

“It’s meant to be worn on your hand.”

Sang Nian hesitated: “But…”

Xie Chenzhou suddenly grabbed her hand, his lips pressed into a straight line.

He looked intently into her eyes, as if mustering great courage, he asked:

“What’s our relationship now?”

Sang Nian’s heart skipped a beat.

“Well… this… how do I say…”

Her relationship with Xie Chenzhou was really hard to define.

They were married, but it seemed like they hadn’t reached that point in anything else besides getting married.

There was also a strange sense of shame.

They were friends, but have you ever seen any opposite-sex friends who hold hands and walk under the moon like this?

Seeing that she didn’t answer, Xie Chenzhou’s eyes dimmed bit by bit.

Sang Nian made up her mind and said:

“We’re married, so we’re family.”

Xie Chenzhou: “You mean, I’m your family?”

Sang Nian nodded vigorously: “Yes.”

“Since you don’t have a family, then I’m your family now.”

She said solemnly:

“My home is your home, my brother is your brother, my Liu Liu is your Liu Liu.”

Xie Chenzhou’s dark eyes gradually lit up with a cluster of light, so bright it was frightening.

He looked up at the moon in the sky for a while, then lowered his head, his eyelashes curved, his voice smiling:

“Don’t lie to me.”

Sang Nian also smiled: “I never lie.”

Xie Chenzhou: “So, who’s better-looking, me or Xiao Zhuochen?”

Sang Nian: “Xiao Zhuochen.”

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Sang Nian: (๑°⌓°๑)

She quickly changed her answer: “It’s you!”

Xie Chenzhou: “Heh.”

Sang Nian: “Really, you’re better-looking!!”

Xie Chenzhou: “Hehe.”

Sang Nian was speechless.

Indeed, life is like this, ups and downs,…