Han Jing looked at him for a mont and softly said, "You’re absolutely right."
Then she reminded Lan Ji to take good care of his injuries and got up to leave.
Lan Ling stared dumbfounded at Han Jing’s retreating figure, blankly asking the others, "Did I say sothing wrong?"
An Chuxue was worried about Yun Feng, who had also been captured by that woman Han Qingjue, and was still uncertain between life and death. Although it might not be life-threatening, she was still quite upset and didn’t feel like saying anything, so she got up and left.
Lan Ling could only look towards Ghost Ancestor.
Ghost Ancestor glanced at him and also got up to leave, muttering as he walked, "What is love in this world~"
Lan Ling...
What is love in this world?
Han Jing sat on the couch in front of the window of the small flower room where she often liked to sit. In her mind, the image of Su Yu gradually appeared.
Only then did she realize just how much had happened during those brief months they were together. In this room, it seed she could see his shadow everywhere.
He was reading, he sat making tea by himself, or he tempted him with delicious dishes, or he seriously talked to her about cultivation issues, habitually reaching out to rub her hair, liked holding her on his lap, liked her wrapping her arms around his neck, his ears would turn red, and he looked at her so earnestly...
Those scenes played over and over in her mind like movie fras.
She stared blankly at the empty room, as if she could still hear his voice.
So what is mory? It’s all these things they’ve experienced, everything that really happened in this place, the emotions that can be recalled when seeing the scenes.
And now, it’s that she still rembers, but he no longer does.
To say she wasn’t disappointed would be a lie, but to say she was utterly despaired and sad wouldn’t be true either.
After all, he’s still alive, isn’t he? He’s fine and alive, so they will definitely et again one day. It’s better than being separated by life and death, ending their fate in this life.
She always felt that everything that happened was arranged by fate.
If her rebirth in this life was ant to et him, then their bond would definitely not just end here. If their fate truly ended, even if forced, things would never return to the beginning.
Now that she knows he is alive, with Yun Feng by his side to treat him, he will surely recover.
Han Jing suddenly recalled a passage from a self-help book she had once seen, saying that past things are past; living life is about looking forward, not always being imrsed in past mories, because we can create better mories. That was roughly the aning. She used to scoff at such things, but now she found them quite reasonable.
She likes him, likes him very much now, and will probably still like him in the future. She knows she is actually a stubborn person, never easily moved; once moved, she won’t take it back.
So what’s there to hesitate over? Without the past, they still have the future, don’t they? How far the future goes depends on what will happen. As long as they’re both alive, they will et again, and there will always be a chance to start anew.
It’s just that him being by Han Qingjue’s side now still makes her quite upset, but she’s no match for Han Qingjue at the mont, can’t take him away. As for his heart, if fate wills, he will surely keep it until the ti they et again.
What does amnesia matter? It’s just a new beginning.
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