Maître de l'ambiguïté - Chapitre 90
Live well!!!
Snap—
The sharp, menacing dagger finally fell from Murong Ci's hand.
Murong Ci lowered her head and tightly hugged Hua Chen's mangled body. Finally, she cried out in despair, screaming out that heart-wrenching name.
"Hua Chen—!!"
In this world, there will always be someone who cherishes you and loves you, someone who would die for you without hesitation. Just remember that, no matter what...
The person who would die for you!
That scarlet-clad boy, forever slumbering in the boundless darkness!
He had a pair of bright, clear eyes, like a lake; his smile was as radiant as a child's, yet also possessed the dashing spirit of youth. His name was—
Hua Chen.
Vol.5
night.
In the stone house of Xiyuan, a faint candlelight shone.
The gaunt Ye Chuhan sat on a stone chair, gazing at Chuxue, who was sleeping like a statue opposite him. He coughed lightly, his face pale with illness.
"She's still alive."
He spoke softly to the sleeping first snow.
Ye Chuhan slowly pressed her slender hand against her chest, silently feeling her heartbeat, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
"No matter where she is, as long as she is alive, I can feel it."
As long as that hellish, heart-wrenching pain continues to torment him, it means that the pure white girl he cherishes in his heart is still alive in this world.
The love-struck worm and the love-longing insect do not seek to live together, but only to die together!
The candlelight flickered.
Inside the cold stone house, the two brothers sat facing each other for a long time. Suddenly, Ye Chuhan smiled, a lonely and bitter smile on his snow-white face.
"I always thought I was someone who would never be hurt again, because I wouldn't feel heartache for anyone. I would destroy those who might betray me or hurt me first... As long as I don't feel heartache, as long as I live well, I've won..."
"..."
“At that time, when I watched helplessly as she was buried by the heavy snow…” he smiled sadly, gazing at his brother’s silent face, “when I was the only one left in the world, when I thought I would never see her pure white face again… then I realized something…”
"I never knew living alone could be such a painful thing!"
He stood up and slowly walked to Ye Chuxue.
Ye Chuxue sat silently on the stone chair, her snow-white clothes trailing to the ground like crane wings. Ye Chuhan leaned down and saw his younger brother's hand curled up in his wide sleeves, pale and clenched into a small fist. He took his brother's hand in his; Ye Chuxue's hand was as cold as ice.
A look of disorientation crossed Ye Chuhan's face, just like many, many years ago when he and his younger brother were wandering in the desert. He held his brother's hand.
"All these years, it's still you who's been here with me all this time. I really want to ask you, aren't you cold sitting here all by yourself?"
"If we could go back to eighteen years ago, when Father and Mother were wandering the desert with us, you were always sick, and Father would wrap both of us in his cloak. The cloak was so warm, we weren't cold at all..."
Ye Chuhan slowly embraced her younger brother, holding his hand tightly.
"Eighteen years ago, even though we were homeless and wandered the desert, we were still... happy... But back then, why did Father abandon me and Mother and take you with him? Why did he never return, leaving Mother and me to suffer so much in the desert? Why..."
The room was filled with coldness.
Ye Chuhan's eyes dimmed, his hand slowly tightened, gripping Chuxue's hand, and he smiled bitterly and absentmindedly, "Chuxue, I drove Father to his death, I'm the one who left you in this state of neither life nor death, you must hate me to the core, right..."
Everything...
It all started because of me...
So I know that every one of you hates me to the core...
Vol. 6
[倾·沧雪·冷魂]
In Ye Chuhan's memory, the happiest time of his life was before he was ten years old, when he wandered in the desert with his parents, along with his twin brother Ye Chuxue.
His mother was the most beautiful and noble princess of Loulan, but she fell in love at first sight with his father, a wandering knight-errant. They made a vow of eternal love and the hero lived in seclusion in the desert. The beautiful woman and her husband were inseparable and never let go of each other as they wandered the world.
In the desert, who doesn't know him? Who doesn't understand him?
A stunningly beautiful woman in white, with a gentle and serene smile, her slender fingers playing the endless melody of a seven-stringed zither. A heroic figure, carrying the renowned sword Cangyu, with chivalrous spirit and tender heart, holds a jade flute, the zither and flute playing together, the music melodious and gentle, singing of the vast desert snow, the heroic spirit of heaven and earth, and the deep affection of a soulmate!
Ye Chuhan has been sickly and weak since birth, and her younger brother Chuxue has always taken great care of him. Their gentle and quiet mother, who gave up her noble status as a princess of Loulan, was willing to live in seclusion in the desert with her father, staying in a poor tent and herding horses and sheep with the two brothers every day, living by the water and grass.
Ten-year-old Ye Chuhan thought that her family would spend their time peacefully in the desert.
However, even though her father, who once roamed the martial world with a sword and was full of youthful vigor, had retired from the martial world, he still could not escape the pursuit of his enemies, including the King of Loulan, who was angry about his beloved daughter's departure!