132: Chapter 131: What More Do You Want?
132: Chapter 131: What More Do You Want?
“Indeed, I have also taken a liking to it, and since you wouldn’t give it up, I can only snatch it,” Hua Qingcheng lightly tapped her crimson lips with her right index finger as she spoke.
“Qingcheng…
stop fooling around.
You’re making everyone misunderstand,” Song Yun couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat as he was intensely stared at by the fiery gazes of Li Shishi and Qingluan.
Putting on a pitiful face, Hua Qingcheng choked out, “You said that day that you would love me for life, that you wanted to be with me in the next life as well; but what about now?
Who are these women beside you?
You have betrayed me, and it hurts me deeply.”
“Song Yun, don’t tell me you’ve really wronged the poor girl, have you?
Look, she has come all the way here to confront you,” Li Shishi suspiciously glared at Song Yun.
“How could I possibly!
Do I look like that kind of person?” Song Yun exclaimed indignantly.
“Yes,” Li Shishi and Qingluan said in unison.
“You must give me an explanation today.” With a sharp cry, Hua Qingcheng interrupted Song Yun and the ladies’ conversation.
Song Yun turned back helplessly and glanced at Hua Qingcheng, “Senior Sister, I know you’ve liked me since we were little, but surely this scene doesn’t warrant jealousy, right?”
What?
Admit here, in front of everyone, that she likes this scoundrel?
Hua Qingcheng, with fiery eyes, sharply cried out, “It’s all because of you, scoundrel, that my lifetime of purity has been ruined.”
Purity?
A lifetime?
Ruined?
These words lingered in everyone’s minds, forming an adults-only image, to which Song Yun heaved a sigh and said, “Alright, Senior Sister, give me some time, I will return soon.
It’s chaotic in Sunan City right now, could you and Hua Manlou please wait for me back at the sect?”
Before Hua Qingcheng could respond, Song Yun firmly said, “Alright.”
What the fuck?
Did I just get dismissed by my own soliloquy?
Having left her seclusion early upon hearing that little rascal Hua Manlou had gone to find Song Yun, Hua Qingcheng had hurried day and night, tracking Hua Manlou to Sunan City to seek an explanation from Song Yun, but now it seemed the situation was out of her control.
“No, I won’t be going back.
Don’t you think you owe it to Sister Xia Tian?” Hua Qingcheng stared into Song Yun’s eyes, each word carrying weight.
“Xia Tian?
Who is that?” Except for Li Shishi who knew, Qingluan was puzzled, as the beautiful woman before her seemed to be Song Yun’s Senior Sister, who had come to demand an explanation from him, but then suddenly brought up a so-called Sister Xia Tian.
What’s going on?
“I’ve said it before, Xia Tian and I will resolve our issues ourselves.
I don’t like others intervening,” Song Yun said coldly, “Also, the incident when we were kids was indeed an unintentional mistake on my part, and I’ve apologized to you for over ten years now.
What more do you want?
To kill me?
Fine, go ahead, I won’t resist.”
Song Yun took off his upper garment and thumped his right chest, saying, “My heart is on the right, not on the left.
If you want to kill me, come at me with your sword directly.”
These straightforward words nevertheless made Hua Qingcheng feel wronged.
She had been glimpsed by Song Yun when they were just over ten, her body not yet fully matured but evidently promising.
Upon learning it was Song Yun who spied on her, her heart, too, raced.
Song Yun, a Direct Disciple of the Great Elder and somewhat handsome, would have been an acceptable husband for her.
But who knew, upon confronting Song Yun, he would immediately kneel down and weep bitterly, blaming that little rascal Hua Manlou for taking him to see her and even suggesting that if beating him wasn’t enough, to whip him.
Such shameless words deepened Hua Qingcheng’s sense of injustice – after compromising so much, how could he not realize that she loved him and didn’t want to kill him?
I just wanted you to say one line that you would be responsible for me, why is it so hard for you to say that?
All her subsequent attempts to find Song Yun were merely to let him realize the mistake he had made, hoping he would have a sudden realization.
Yet this scoundrel hooked up with the Sect Master’s daughter, Sister Xia Tian, their relationship murky and complicated.
Growing up, she gazed at her stunningly beautiful reflection and supple body with a sigh – such an enchanting person, how could you not turn back to look at her?
Knowing Hua Manlou went behind her back to find Song Yun, her heart was half sorrow, half joy.
Sorrowful that Song Yun was annoyed with her, unwilling to see her.
Joyful that she could finally see Song Yun again.
All that journeying brought only a heart-rending phrase from her beloved, “My heart is on the right, not on the left.
If you want to kill me, come at me with your sword directly.”
How could I kill you?
How could I bear to kill you?
How could I ever bring myself to kill you, ignoring all the longing in my heart?
I love you – when I cause you trouble, it’s only to make you look back at me more, not because I’m idle and looking for something to do.
Why can’t you understand what’s in my heart, why can’t you understand how I long for you?
With these thoughts, Hua Qingcheng’s tears fell freely, she took a long look at Song Yun and ran out.
Hua Manlou also furrowed his brow and said, “Song Yun, that was too harsh.” After speaking, he went out to find his sister.
Song Yun slumped to the ground, his right hand supporting his chin, staying quiet.
The courtyard fell into an eerie silence, as they could tell Song Yun was in a very bad mood, very bad indeed, and it was best not to provoke such a person.
“Qingluan, you go back to your room first.
I need to talk to Song Yun,” Li Shishi said calmly.
When Qingluan returned to her room, Li Shishi sat next to Song Yun and spoke softly, “Can you tell me about her?”
Song Yun took a deep breath, suppressing the anger within him.
He sat up on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and began, “When I was very little, my parents disappeared.
It’s been many years, but I still remember that night well.
Father came home on time as usual, lifted me onto his neck to play ‘ride the horse,’ and Mother had prepared a meal, including my favorite stewed potatoes.
But that was the last night.
In the wee hours, my mother woke me up, and only in a daze did I realize we were on a train.
My parents looked very solemn, as if someone was chasing them.
They took me to the sect overnight and entrusted the Sect Master to raise me.”
“Later, I followed the old man, who is the elder of the sect.
Since I was his Direct Disciple, my status was only second to the Sect Master’s daughter, Xia Tian.
Childhood was carefree, spent either practicing martial arts or adventurously exploring the deep mountains with friends.
Although each trip only turned up a few bird eggs, it was always a delight.”