The pinnacle of the martial arts world

Chapter 46

"With... composure?" Tang Qiefang licked her lips, unsure if this was true. "Didn't you... hate homosexuality?"

He would never forget the two words Cong Rong uttered when he encountered that homosexual in the restaurant: "filth."

These two words were always etched in his heart and on his body.

"Whether it's homosexuality, kinship, or friendship, what does it matter?" Tang Congrong said in a low voice. "I only know that you are the most important person to me. As for what kind of feelings these are, I don't want to care."

At that moment, happiness overwhelmed Tang Qiefang like a vast ocean.

The feeling was like clear lake water soaking through body and mind, washing away all the filth and confinement.

This hug was his salvation.

In that place, which was extremely deep, dark, and cold, composure was the only light that pulled him out.

He gently embraced the person in his arms, whispering, "Calm, calm, calm." All words paled in comparison; he could only keep calling that name, the name he had called a thousand times, ten thousand times. It was the most beautiful and fragrant flower in the world; just uttering it left a lingering sweetness. He rested his chin on the head of the person in his arms, their soft hair, their tender heart, the candlelight soft and warm—everything seemed both real and unreal.

There was a moment when I wanted to die.

Life came to an abrupt end at this moment.

I really don't want it to be over.

This is the most beautiful dream of my life, one I never want to wake up from.

His body went slightly limp, and he felt so powerless... No! In his dazed state, Tang Qiefang suddenly realized something was wrong. He was truly becoming weaker and weaker, and his hands, which had been holding Congrong, gradually lost their grip and slipped away.

Then, his back lost its strength, and he collapsed limply.

Tang Congrong lifted her head from his embrace and smiled gently.

Chapter 84

Tang Qiefang looked at him in disbelief, "You...you drugged the drink?"

"Sigh, as expected of the lord of the pharmacy. Even after drinking such a drug, he can still speak." Tang Congrong helped him onto the bed and stood under the lamp to look at him. "I've long wanted to repay you for everything I suffered that night, but now it seems I can only repay seven or eight tenths."

That night… on his birthday last year? Yes, this drug was the same one I used on him back then!

Tang Qiefang was so shocked that all she could do was stare wide-eyed.

That night a year ago, every expression and every word of Tang Qiefang was etched into Tang Congrong's bones. Every time she thought of it, it was like reliving the experience. Tang Congrong slowly sat down by the bedside, gently removed his pearl crown, and let her long hair fall like water onto the pillow. She smiled slightly, "You really do look better with your hair down."

Tang Qiefang blinked at him, wondering what he was going to do.

He reached out to smooth Tang Qiefang's hair, and slowly said, "When you're not here, I often dream of you, taking off your crown for Xiaozhu'er to play with, and then your long hair comes down... That was on my birthday two years ago. Time flies so fast, but when I think back, it's as if that image is still in front of me. Really, without realizing it, so many years have passed. I thought we could continue like this forever."

“We can now…” Tang Qiefang said, her voice tinged with bitterness, “You’re married now, you can live a normal life…”

Tang Congrong suddenly laughed, "Married, what a normal life? Qiefang, don't you like me? Don't you want to be with me?"

"I'm already with you."

Is that enough?

Tang Qiefang looked at him and said, "That's enough."

“I don’t think it’s enough,” Tang Congrong said. “I’m not satisfied with this.”

Tang Qiefang looked slightly surprised and was about to speak when Tang Congrong suddenly silenced him by pressing his acupoint.

“That’s fair,” Tang Congrong said. “Back then, I watched you say the same thing. Today, it’s your turn.”

"Do you know how I got through the days after you left? I don't even want to remember them when I think back on them. What kind of days were those? But at least I got through them. Now, it's your turn."

The face before him was truly beautiful, with rosy eyes and bright red lips, her allure captivating. He suddenly chuckled softly, then slowly lowered his head, his lips landing on Tang Qiefang's.

A gentle touch is like a dragonfly skimming the water's surface, or a gentle breeze rustling through the treetops.

So light.

So faint.

Tang Qiefang's mind went blank.

The touch was so familiar. Tang Qiefang thought of the time she touched his thin shirt and felt the skin beneath it, the palm of her hand feeling as if it had been covered in pollen... Only this time, it was more than a hundred times more delicate and fragrant than that time.

"I'm leaving," Tang Congrong said. "I'm handing the Tang Clan over to you. As for Tang Yuchang and the others, I've already given them instructions. And Fang, shouldn't you experience something of what I went through in those nine months?"

Having said that, he touched Tang Qiefang's sleeping acupoint with his fingertip.

Tang Qiefang's eyes closed involuntarily.

When she opened her eyes again, Tang Congrong was no longer there.

Yes, he won't be there, just like I wasn't there in the first place.

Chapter 85

Even when they were very young, the two of them showed a striking similarity in their temperaments: if someone offended or hurt them, they would definitely get their revenge tenfold or a hundredfold!

She's not so easily swayed; she won't let him off so easily... But that kiss...

—Whether it's homosexuality, familial love, or friendship, what does it matter? I only know that you are the most important person to me, and I don't care what this feeling is.

—I only know that you are the most important person to me…

—The most important person...