Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After Xia Wanyuan left the live-stream, Jun Shiling walked out of the study and watched her walk to the gazebo in the garden from afar.
Looking at Xia Wanyuan, who was sitting alone in the pavilion, for some reason, Jun Shiling felt as if her entire body was filled with loneliness, as if she was a white plum on the peak of a mountain that had been temporarily blinded by a gust of wind.
Jun Shiling couldn’t help but walk towards the gazebo.
Xia Wanyuan was leaning on the railing, looking at the full moon in the sky, wondering if the moon was the only one in the world who knew about the Xia Dynasty.
Was this moon the same moon I had seen a thousand years ago when I was holding the hands of my siblings after my parents?
“It’s chilly at night. Aren’t you cold?”
Jun Shiling’s voice suddenly came from behind. Xia Wanyuan turned around. A jacket with Jun Shiling’s warmth was already draped over her.
There was still some warmth on the jacket, as if it had dispersed the coldness in Xia Wanyuan’s heart.
“Aren’t you busy?” Xia Wanyuan adjusted her coat.
“You’re not happy.” Jun Shiling was an expert at seeing through people’s hearts. Furthermore, when Xia Wanyuan turned around just now, her cold eyes made Jun Shiling have a ridiculous thought, If I did not stop Xia Wanyuan, this person might disappear.
“A little.” Xia Wanyuan did not bother exchanging pleasantries with Jun Shiling.
“Mm.” Jun Shiling did not probe further and sat on a chair not far from Xia Wanyuan.
The two of them did not speak further. Since Xia Wanyuan did not say anything, Jun Shiling did not probe further. Xia Wanyuan sat back in her previous position and leaned against the railing, looking at the full moon in the sky. A few dark clouds floated over, temporarily hiding the bright moon. The world seemed a little dim.
After a long while, Xia Wanyuan suddenly spoke.
“Jun Shiling, what are you living for?”
Jun Shiling looked up at Xia Wanyuan. Under the light, Xia Wanyuan’s side profile was exquisite and hazy. The usually elegant and beautiful her actually looked a little helpless and confused.
“I was born to be the successor of the Jun family.” Jun Shiling’s deep voice sounded. Xia Wanyuan looked at Jun Shiling.
“But I’ve never known what I am really living for. The Jun family will continue to operate even after another person takes over.”
Xia Wanyuan’s eyes widened slightly. She had always felt that Jun Shiling was highly disciplined. He always had his own principles when he did things, as if he was indomitable and had steel bones. However, such a person said that he did not know why he lived.
“You don’t believe me?” Jun Shiling looked deeply at Xia Wanyuan.
“I do.” Xia Wanyuan nodded. Jun Shiling had such an ability. No matter what he said, others would think that he was reliable and sincere.
“But I know now.” Jun Shiling retracted his gaze from Xia Wanyuan and frowned, hiding the overwhelming heat.
“What is it?” Xia Wanyuan pressed, but Jun Shiling did not speak further.
“But in the road ahead, there will be an answer to everything.” After a while, Jun Shiling looked up. His eyes were as clear as usual, but they were as deep as a mountain.
“Mm.” Although Jun Shiling had only said a few words, Xia Wanyuan felt as if he had instilled a lot of strength in her.
Even if Jun Shiling simply stood there, he made people feel that even if the sky had collapsed, he would not let the sky fall on him at all.
Perhaps it was his ability to make people feel at ease that made the usually vigilant Xia Wanyuan lower her guard in front of him.
The dark clouds on the horizon slowly dissipated. The bright moonlight shone on the ground again, gently illuminating the path that the nightwalkers took.