Urbaner Blumentraum - Kapitel 111
Zhu Huihui pointed to the house: "Miss Mu is inside." She thought Zhu Liuyue had also come to see Chen Muwan.
Zhu Liuyue smiled gently: "I didn't come to see Miss Mu, I came to say goodbye."
"Goodbye?" Zhu Huihui was stunned. "You're leaving? Where are you going?"
"I have some things to do far away, so I can't stay here for too long."
Zhu Huihui let out a disappointed "Oh," feeling a deep sense of reluctance. Although she was usually carefree, she knew that Zhu Liuyue treated her extremely well. The great hero often scolded and scared her, but Liuyue had never said a bad word about her.
Seeing her disappointed expression, Zhu Liuyue felt instantly relieved. It seemed this girl wasn't entirely heartless after all...
Feng Xuese said from the side, "Brother Liu Yue, it's getting late. If there's no urgent matter, why not continue tomorrow?"
Zhu Liuyue laughed and said, "I'm afraid that Kazama Yoru will be nowhere to be found again tomorrow."
Feng Xuese raised her eyebrows slightly: "I see! Then, I will not linger any longer. Please convey my, Xi Yeyan's, Yan Shenhan's, and the 327 deceased from Xuan Yue Shui Yu, as well as the three from Bei Kong Gu, my regards to him!"
He really wanted to see Kazama Yoru again, but unfortunately, things had changed, and he had lost his sight, so he couldn't take any action for the time being...
Zhu Liuyue said, "When I see Kazama Yoru, I will definitely convey your greetings to him."
Zhu Huihui tugged at Liu Yue's sleeve: "Brother Liu Yue, don't forget about me."
I will never forget you! These words were on the tip of Zhu Liuyue's tongue, but what came out was: "Alright, I will also convey your greetings to Kazama Yoru."
Zhu Huihui nodded and said, "Not only should you greet him, but you should also greet his mother, his grandmother, his sisters, aunts, concubines, children, grandchildren... all the women in his family for eighteen generations!" Damn, this bastard pinched her cheek!
"..." Zhu Liuyue thought to herself, "This girl can be really nasty when she curses!"
"..." Feng Xuese thought to herself, "This child definitely needs to be disciplined!"
Just as one person was cursing and the other was lost in their own thoughts, a red cloud drifted down into the courtyard, and Xi Yeyan, his red robe fluttering, said: "Xue Se, Brother Liu Yue, where is Miss Mu? Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan have arrived."
As dusk fell, the fragrance of lotus blossoms filled the courtyard.
Zhu Huihui rested her elbows on the low flower wall, one leg straight and the other bent—this gesture, when placed on a hero, would be called dashing and unrestrained, but on a street thug like her, it would be called carefree and irresponsible.
Isn't that very unfair?
In fact, unfair things happen all the time in the world, just like right now.
Everyone was gathered in the brightly lit hall, chatting and laughing, but she could only stand alone in the distance, isolated from the hustle and bustle.
Actually, she wasn't asked to leave. It was just that she felt out of place in that scene, just like she felt lost, bored, and lonely at the lakeside pavilion on Xuan Yue Water Island that day.
From her vantage point, she could see all the way into the hall:
The imposing Mr. Chen and the beautiful and kind Mrs. Wan sat in the hall like a perfect couple; Miss Mu nestled beside her mother, the gloom and sorrow in her eyes had vanished; Xi Yeyan and Yan Shenhan sat on the left, and Brother Liu Yue sat on the right... Everyone had a smile on their face.
But what does this have to do with me? Even with a room full of distinguished guests, each and every one of them feels very, very far away...
This feeling made her very depressed, and she couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"Quack quack quack..."
In the pond, lotus leaves stood tall and proud, and countless frogs croaked, but they couldn't be seen in the darkness. Frustrated, she picked up a stone and threw it. A "plop" sound rang out, and the croaking stopped abruptly. Then, countless "plop" sounds followed—the frogs, startled by the stone she had thrown, had jumped into the pond.
Zhu Huihui chuckled a few times, feeling bored. Seeing countless fireflies fluttering around, he reached out to catch them, then released them, then caught them again. Half a pot of water, "The Regret of Fleeting Light," often couldn't escape when fleeing for his life, but he was very adept at dealing with fireflies.
When Zhu Liuyue came out of the hall, she saw her flying and leaping among the fireflies. Although her lightness skill was clumsy, it was still a graceful dance, only it was a very unconventional dance.
She watched quietly for a while, then walked over and called out, "Grey Grey!"
Zhu Huihui stopped, turned his head to look at her, and said, "Brother Liuyue, aren't you going to keep the master and madam company?"
Zhu Liuyue smiled and said, "I've said everything I needed to say, so I'm leaving now."
Zhu Huihui's eyes widened: "Leave now?"
"Hmm." Zhu Liuyue plucked a firefly from her hair. "Do you have anything to say to me?"
This question stumped Zhu Huihui. She felt she had so much to say to him, but after thinking it over, she wasn't sure what to say. Yet, not saying anything felt too heartless. After thinking for a long time, she finally came up with a sentence: "The green hills remain unchanged, the clear waters flow on, until we meet again!"
Zhu Liuyue paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Alright! Then we'll meet again!" She turned and left.
Zhu Huihui stared blankly at his retreating figure, vaguely sensing that he seemed somewhat unhappy, but she couldn't pinpoint why. As her figure gradually disappeared into the twilight, she faintly heard a sentence: "Perhaps, we'll meet again soon..."
A tall, thin old woman approached and said, "Miss, the young master invites you in."
Zhu Huihui responded with an "Oh." This old woman was Granny Ding, the housekeeper of Hidden Spirit Island. Being addressed as "Miss" made her quite uncomfortable!
"I understand!"
Zhu Huihui agreed and walked towards the hall—she was actually very reluctant to go, as she and they didn't even have a single word to say to each other.
Hearing her footsteps, Feng Xuese waved and called out, "Huihui!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Come here!"
"Yes, sir!"
After four classic lines of dialogue, Zhu Huihui came to Feng Xuese's side.
Feng Xuese took her hand and smiled slightly: "Huihui, have you thanked Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan for saving your life?"
"Thank you." Zhu Huihui turned to look at Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan. She had thanked them many times, but they simply ignored her.