"If you were a demon in love with a human, deeply in love, would you choose to be together, or would you let go?" the drunkard asked.
After thinking for a while, Jun Moyan replied, "If she is human and I am a demon, then I am willing to give up hundreds of years of lifespan to be with her, to accompany her through her life, and then accompany her in death. That way, no one has to endure the pain of parting by life and death."
"Since you have the answer, why the struggle?" the drunkard patted Jun Moyan on the shoulder, stood up, and left.
After the drunkard left, Jun Moyan glanced at the wine bottles on the ground, feeling inwardly pained, and muttered to himself:
"But I am human, and she is a demon; even if she is willing, I don’t want her to turn her lifespan into mine."
The drunkard walked on and then suddenly stopped, looking up at the round moon in the night sky.
As time ticked by, the drunkard stared at the moon, motionless, lost in thought.
After a long moment, he opened his mouth, eyes reddened, and talked to himself:
"Xin Ge, will you return?"
"Do you really not want Brother Mu Han anymore?"
"You are so timid, hell is so dark and cold, you must never go there, if you start crying, I wouldn’t know how to comfort you."
"Just wait for me a bit longer, that person said, in the last year, we will definitely bring you back."
"When you return, we will go back to the mountains, just like before, and gather herbs, catch wild chickens, and watch the moon together."
As the drunkard spoke, he suddenly thought of Qing Yi...
Jun Moyan sat on the steps at the entrance of the villa all night long, his mind in chaos.
Come morning, he went straight to the study.
He was absent-minded thereafter; Wen Xiao’ai got up in the morning and didn’t see him. When she came to the study to find him, he avoided her.
He didn’t know how to face her.
The memory of that kiss from last night lingered in his mind.
And the words of Shangguan Yu and the drunkard only deepened his dilemma.
"Meow~" A childish cat’s meow sounded.
Jun Moyan, lost in thought, was momentarily startled by the meow.
This meow... it was Xiaoguai’s, not Xiao’ai’s.
Jun Moyan looked towards the door but saw nothing.
Wondering about the noise, the meow sounded again.
Jun Moyan bent down and saw a pink and white little ball at his feet.
Wen Xiao’ai lightly leaped into Jun Moyan’s arms, climbed up his arm with familiarity, and settled herself on his shoulder. With her pink little paws half-wrapped around his neck, her fluffy head insistently rubbed against his neck as she mewled in a babyish voice.
"Xiaoguai, how did you turn back into a cat? Are you hurt?"
Jun Moyan immediately grabbed the little ball on his shoulder and checked if she was hurt.
Previously, Xiaoguai had said that she reverted to her original form because she was hurt.
After checking her, Jun Moyan found no injuries on her.
"Are you hurt? Where does it hurt?"
In the next moment, the little ball in his hand vanished.
Suddenly, Jun Moyan felt a weight upon him as Wen Xiao’ai reappeared.
Wen Xiao’ai wrapped her hands around Jun Moyan’s neck, affectionately nuzzling his neck with her face.
"You’re not hurt? Then why did you revert to your original form?"
"My inner core is almost fully repaired, so now I can transform back into a cat, and back into a human too," Wen Xiao’ai said happily.
Jun Moyan breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to touch her little head, "You scared me to death, I thought you were hurt." ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novｅlfire.net