This time, it was Ye who stopped.
He didn’t even turn around, he just said two words: “No!”
“So, do you prefer the story of ’The Deer Turns its Head’ or ’The Peony Pavilion’?”
Ye said, “I don’t like either of them.”
“Why?”
“First, the deer had to go through hundreds of life cycles to be recognized by the young hunter, implying that the young hunter lacked insight, and secondly…”
“What’s the second reason?” Nan Feng asked persistently.
Ye shook his head, “Nothing much, I just don’t like these stories, yet the Du Liniang in them reminds me a bit of you.”
“Oh? Because we both refuse to conform to societal norms?”
Ye said, “Correct, your journey will continue to extend, and I believe you’re destined for great things in the future. But no matter how much you change, I hope you stay kind and continue to help those in need.”
“What about you? You’re stronger than me, and your achievements will be greater,” What Nan Feng really wanted to say was, if they could keep going on this long journey together, even just as close friends, it would be great.
Ye looked up at the sky, “My past is plicated, I might not be able to go far.”
The wind blew some hair into Nan Feng’s eyes, partially covering her view. She could barely make out Ye’s figure, which seemed somewhat tragic and desolate.
As she was zoning out, Ye was looking at her, too.
Their eyes met, and the atmosphere became suddenly ambiguous.
It wasn’t clear who made the first move, but they found themselves standing closely, face to face.
Then, it seemed that Ye was leaning towards Nan Feng, her heart fluttered, and she closed her eyes.
She could feel Ye’s face getting nearer because his warm breath landed on her face, making her feel all fuzzy.
Was he… about to kiss her?
Nan Feng felt an inexplicable sensation in her body. She felt immobilized, as if her joints did not respond to her, and something in her chest seemed to be about to burst out.
His breath was getting closer.
She felt like she was about to faint.
However, just when they were about to get closer, voices came from not far down the mountain road.
Nan Feng only felt that Ye’s breath suddenly receded.
Of course, the ambiguous atmosphere was also interrupted.
Opening her eyes, she saw two mountain folks walking not far away. They must also be ing back from Da Ji Village, excitedly discussing the plays they just watched.
Ye acted as if nothing had happened, just casually saying to Nan Feng, “Let’s go back.”
“…”
Was what just happened just her illusion?
…
When she got home, Nan Feng flopped onto the bed and pulled the blanket over herself.
Her face was still blushed.
In her mind, she could only see Ye.
His superb martial arts skills, his ability to scale walls and leap onto roof ridges, his strength to beat wolves and tigers bare-handed.
Knowing him for so long, she had never been curious about his past nor did she want to know about it. But now, she kept wondering, who was Ye in the past?
He could control his aura at will, disappearing into the crowd when he wanted to hide, and standing out when he wanted to be noticed.
Nan Feng considered herself a decisive and assertive person, but whenever Ye was around, she hoped to hear his views.
If he was just a delivery bodyguard, then who would dare to rob him with his capabilities?
Yet, Ye never voluntarily spoke about his past to her.
Did he not trust her enough?
Or did he simply not want to tell?
Also, on the way home, was he really trying to kiss her, or was it… just her
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