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Kapitel 19

Lotus looked at Zhan Yu, who had fallen silent, and like an exhausted child, she rested her chin on one hand and quietly asked him.

"Then why did you protect me at all costs for the past three years?"

She knew that Zhan Yu had never loved her!

Because she knew he had someone else in his heart, someone else who was unforgettable and deeply etched in his memory!

She can feel it!

"Because three years ago, when I was at the entrance of Flower Valley, you were crying... and you looked just like someone."

"The person you love?" she blurted out.

He paused, but his hand involuntarily tightened its grip on the Azure Nether Sword. A trace of painful sadness flashed in his deep, dark eyes. Even the usually reserved and composed Zhan Yu was momentarily lost in thought.

"Yes."

He answered her in a low, hoarse voice, his words still tinged with sorrow, "The only person I've ever loved in my life, but someone I'll never have the chance to love again!"

On the wooden table, the candlelight flickered dimly.

Looking at his dejected expression, she exclaimed, "So that's how it is!"

Zhan Yu said softly, "After you go to Jiangnan, if possible, don't come back."

"Why?"

He gazed at Lotus's face, which was made exceptionally gentle by the moonlight. His dark pupils were finally tinged with layers of softness, and that gentle warmth was like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

"Tianshan Snow Gate is not the place you should stay. Only the warm Jiangnan region is your home, the place where you should stay and linger. There... perhaps there will always be someone who is worth loving so willingly!"

"And what about you?"

“I…” His fingers tightened around the Azure Sword, his dark eyes instantly darkened, and a cold, painful smile appeared on his lips. “I am a person despised by ghosts and gods. If I cannot make amends for my guilt in my lifetime… I am afraid that even in death I will have no way to go to heaven or hell.”

Zhan Yu's voice was bitter and desolate. Lianhua slowly raised her eyes to look at him, and after witnessing the suffocating pain and sorrow on his face, she was slightly stunned.

Zhan Yu slowly stood up in front of the lotus flower.

Lotus sat at the table watching him walk out of the wooden house, watching him stand with his sword in his arms, gazing at the distant snow cliffs in the silvery light. She followed his gaze and looked over. In the distance, moonlight poured down on the snow of the Tianshan Mountains, casting an endless silvery glow. The ancient ice and snow were desolate and lonely, with only the occasional snow eagle breaking through the sky and soaring straight into the heavens.

Whoosh...

Standing in the moon, Zhan Yu slowly drew the Qingming Sword from its sheath.

The cold, azure light of the Azure Sword illuminated his handsome, aloof face. In that instant, man and sword seemed to form a silent, unified covenant. Man was like the sword, and the sword was like man. Zhan Yu suddenly thrust his sword diagonally into the void, the Azure Sword's energy like a rainbow, drawing a dazzling circle of light across the night sky...

A single sword dance moves the four directions, causing heaven and earth to tremble in response!

In the dance of the Azure Sword, that solitary figure is like a phantom soul in the dead of night. The sword in his hand seems to have come alive, like a sturdy pine or a lone cypress, swift as the wind and cold as lightning.

With a swift stroke of his sword, Zhan Yu turned around in the moonlight to see the girl still sitting by the window of the house, dressed in white, her pure white face like uncarved white jade. She slowly stood up and smiled slightly.

The figures practicing swordsmanship under the moonlight quickly became two.

Azure lotus blossoms, azure silver whip, sword shadows flashing, silver light gleaming. He swiftly turned, sword tip pointing skyward. She flung away the silver whip, and in an instant, tassels swirled, scattering petals like petals, a breathtaking sight.

The sword is ever-changing, the whip is ethereal and melodious, and the mutual understanding under the moonlight surpasses a thousand words in the human world. This is a warm world that nothing can destroy as long as they are here.

My heart softened completely at that moment.

Under the clear moonlight and starry night sky, the two of them danced with swords hand in hand, their movements a perfect blend of strength and gentleness, just like their unwavering loyalty through countless battles over the past three years!

I don't know how much time passed...

With a long roar, the Azure Sword pierced through the air!

Zhan Yu turned around nimbly, and as he looked back at the lotus flower with a faint smile, his figure suddenly froze there, the tip of the Azure Nether Sword pointing towards the night sky, never to fall again.

The girl who had been dancing gracefully with a whip beside him had vanished, leaving only fallen leaves fluttering in the wind...

He was all alone under the moonlight!

She's gone!

The Azure Sword slowly fell from the sky, but for the first time it seemed so dejected and powerless.

"Good riddance."

Zhan Yu stared blankly at the empty space beside him, the pain spreading little by little in his resolute heart, and a desolate, bitter smile appeared in his dark eyes.

"Remember, once you leave... don't come back..."

He stood silently and closed his eyes without a sound.

Since ancient times, those who are deeply in love have only ended up with regrets, and those who are passionate are always hurt by those who are heartless. People only talk about the heartbreak and desolation, but they don't know when the clouds will part and the sun will shine through the darkness...

Section 10

early morning.

At the edge of the hot spring pool, the twilight deepened, and white mist swirled around.

In the depths of Xiaohan, on the surface of a clear pond, a stunningly beautiful man's face was reflected, with long, narrow eyes like stars fallen into his pupils.