From that day on, Chu Shaoyang and Young Master Qianmian hardly spoke again.
Both men's injuries were traumatic, and they recovered soon after.
Young Master Qianmian continued to live in the embroidered building and continued to look like Shen Ning. Chu Shaoyang sat there and watched him every day as before.
The two spent a whole day together without even speaking a word to each other.
This phenomenon may seem strange to others, but it feels perfectly normal between two people.
Young Master Qianmian didn't want to talk. He had already revealed the secret of the Pavilion Master out of anger that day. He felt deeply how terrible Chu Shaoyang was. As the saying goes, "Too many words lead to mistakes."
As for Chu Shaoyang, no one knew what he was thinking. He almost never left home and stayed in the embroidery building all day looking at the face that looked exactly like Shen Ning, in a daze.
Tuoba Zheng never bothered them again.
Time passes like this day by day, seemingly calm, but there is a calmness before the storm is coming.
Young Master Qianmian thought that he would live here forever. He didn't know how long he would live here. Although Chu Shaoyang said that he could leave at any time as long as he wanted to leave, he never had the thought of leaving.
This period of time can be said to be the calmest period of his life.
Away from the vendetta and the bloodshed, he breathed the fresh and slightly sweet air. The most important thing was that her breath was everywhere here.
He uses the things she used, eats the dishes and snacks she likes, and drinks the wine she likes. He will never get tired of living like this for the rest of his life.
As for Chu Shaoyang, Young Master Qianmian pretended that he did not exist at all.
Although he knew that Chu Shaoyang's eyes almost never left his face, he never looked at Chu Shaoyang.
He hates Chu Shaoyang and hates Chu Shaoyang, but besides hating and hating him, he also pities him.
Yes, Chu Shaoyang is very pitiful.
He knew that he was just Shen Ning's shadow, but he still held on tightly. Isn't such a person very pitiful
And I seem to be very pitiful.
Young Master Qianmian felt that he and Chu Shaoyang were in the same boat, and he completely gave up the idea of killing him.
If Chu Shaoyang dies, what's the point of living anymore? It's better to just muddle through as it is now.
He began to play the piano.
In the beautiful music, he seemed to have returned to the past. On the high city wall, he and she faced the thousands of troops below the city. He was so scared that his legs and feet were weak, but she was calm and composed. His shoulder said:
"Qianqian, believe in yourself, you can do it."
There was a strange soothing power in her voice, which made his restless heart suddenly calm down.
He sat there, playing the piano calmly, turning a blind eye to the soldiers and horses below the city.
The Thousand Faces Young Master is now playing the same tune that Chu Shaoyang played when his troops came to the city. His fingering is like flowing clouds and flowing water, which not only brings him back to his memories, but even Chu Shaoyang is mesmerized by the music.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano stagnated slightly, making a "clang" noise.
Not only did Chu Shaoyang wake up instantly, but even Young Master Qianmian didn't realize that the noise was coming from him.
Just when he inadvertently raised his eyes, he saw a meteor flashing in the sky. Although it was fleeting, the familiar signal made his body react instinctively.