Wen Xiao’ai, leading Jun Moyan out of the forest, fled back into the city. Not knowing the way back to the hotel, she stopped randomly in a dark and deserted alley. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel※fire.net
"It’s driving me crazy! Brother Ye Qi is so awful and annoying. He used to not be ."
Just as Wen Xiao’ai touched ground, she started to vent her frustrations, kicking the wall hard, only to hurt herself.
However, Wen Xiao’ai didn’t know that if it were the real Ye Qi, his reaction would have been even stronger than what the Demon Lord showed earlier.
After all, the Demon Lord had long been aware of Wen Xiao’ai and Jun Moyan’s affair, while Ye Qi knew nothing. In his mind, Wen Xiao’ai was still the Little Princess who clung to him, loved to fight and cause mischief, full of cunning ideas, and loved eating, playing, and causing trouble, oblivious to feelings of love.
Jun Moyan watched the furious Wen Xiao’ai, holding her small hand tighter.
His mood was very heavy.
"What nonsense about demons and mortals taking different paths, what nonsense about heavenly tribulations— I don’t care." Wen Xiao’ai continued to kick the wall in frustration.
Jun Moyan couldn’t help but softly call her, but his throat felt tight.
Wen Xiao’ai turned back to look at Jun Moyan, feeling aggrieved: "Jun Moyan, let’s go back to Wu Garden. I’m not going home, Brother Ye Qi is too annoying."
Jun Moyan slowly raised his hand, touching Wen Xiao’ai’s face, looking at her quietly, his eyes full of reluctance.
"What is this heavenly tribulation he mentioned?"
"I don’t know, I don’t care, I’m not afraid."
Whether demon, immortal, or magician, there are several heavenly tribulations, also known as thunder tribulations, destined in life.
If one violates the celestial rules, those tribulations become harder to overcome.
Years ago, when Brother Ye Qi was eight hundred years old, he faced one. Fortunately, he got through it peacefully.
Although she hadn’t experienced it personally, she had seen it depicted in stick figures in books. Truth be told, she feared pain, and this thunder tribulation terrified her to death.
But what scared her more was being without Jun Moyan.
"It’s very scary, isn’t it?" Jun Moyan caressed her face, his thumb brushing her skin gently.
Wen Xiao’ai shook her head, instinctively gripping onto Jun Moyan’s clothing with her other hand. Jun Moyan’s pained expression made her feel afraid and flustered.
Jun Moyan’s throat was so tight it hurt. He opened his mouth, trying to speak his mind, but found it incredibly difficult.
After a long while, he finally managed to speak: "...Go back, go back and apologize to your grandmother."
A simple sentence that couldn’t be simpler, yet it pierced his heart deeply, exhausting almost all his strength.
His eyes burned with heat; Jun Moyan nearly lost control of his emotions.
No one knew how hard it was to say those words, and no one could understand how he felt at that moment.
Because he knew, once she went back, there would be no future for the two of them.
Ye Qi was right— if he truly liked her and truly cared for her, he couldn’t harm her.
"Apologize? Where did I go wrong?" Wen Xiao’ai questioned Jun Moyan in confusion.
Why do they all say she’s wrong?
Where on earth did she go wrong?
Jun Moyan’s heart ached bitterly, overwhelming guilt almost drowning him.
"...You’re not wrong, it’s my fault."
It’s his fault; from the start, he should have kept his distance from her, should have rejected her advances from the beginning, should not have taught her what it means to like or love.
Initially, he hadn’t considered the possibility of romantic feelings developing between them.
He purely viewed her as a child, simply thought that Xiaoguai was his, picked up by him, thus his exclusive belonging.