He initially thought she was filled with regret and remorse… but on the day he finally forced her to agree to leave with Tuoba Yuanxun, she couldn't help but reveal the reason for her pain: she didn't know if he truly loved her. Was she simply suffering from unrequited love? Her face was contorted with sorrow, her heart ached, and all she wanted was his response.
Foolish, so incredibly foolish!
He always knew she was silly.
Did he love her? His response was to force her to leave! To force her to start looking for real happiness again. She had no idea how much pain he was in because of this response.
Only after she truly left him did he realize that he wasn't strong enough to bear the pain of losing her. Once a lonely person experiences companionship, they can no longer endure their original loneliness.
He decided to follow her silently until he saw her find a true man who loved her. Then, wouldn't he have mustered enough courage to leave?
Unexpectedly, her and his ending... was death.
Death is death, at least the two of them are still together, at least she smiled again. Her smile made him happy too.
He beckoned to Yi Chunjun, who walked over and bent down. He solemnly made his final request, and Yi Chunjun nodded earnestly.
"Don't worry, I will definitely do it."
Having received his assurance, Hang Yisu closed his eyes with relief. When he felt that he had only one breath left in his chest, he struggled to open his eyes again, wanting to see her smile one more time.
Her smile... was the only light and warmth in his gloomy life.
He took her hand and smiled.
Looking at their smiles, Xiao Yuan couldn't say whether love brought them happiness or torment, or whether death was a relief or a joy... At least, the fact that they could smile so gently as they died, and that they could leave with smiles, was not necessarily a bad thing.
Look at Huang Xiaohe on the side; in the last moments of her life, her face was covered with tears and blood.
"What does he want you to do?" she asked, looking at Yi Chunjun.
Just looking at him made her feel lucky.
To be able to live well and love each other well is happiness!
“Let me get his manhood back.” Yi Chunjun smiled, a little bitterly. “He wants to be a real couple with her in the next life.”
Chapter 72 of "Smiling Through Flowers": Even in Sorrow, I Laugh
Xiao Ji carried a few clean, dried clothes belonging to Lan Yanfeng back to her residence, humming a tune. These past few days had been the best she'd been in all these years. She saw Xiao Yuan sitting under the bamboo in front of the house, lost in thought, and couldn't help but walk over and pat her on the shoulder.
"What? Still feeling sad and upset?"
Xiao Yuan looked at her, sometimes he really couldn't tell whether she was open-minded or heartless.
Xiao Ji sat down beside her, adjusted to a comfortable position, and haphazardly placed Lan Yanfeng's clothes on her lap, not caring whether they would get dusty or wrinkled. "You're still young, so you take life and death too seriously. After experiencing more, I don't know whether to say you've matured or become numb, but you won't feel so bad anymore."
"Have you experienced a lot?" Xiao Yuan murmured, repeating, "Sister Xiao, have you experienced a lot of life-and-death separations?"
“Hmm…” Xiao Ji pondered for a moment, “I guess so.” She smiled.
Xiao Yuan frowned, unable to imagine who would laugh at such a topic.
Xiao Ji glanced at her, then raised the corner of her mouth in a slightly mysterious way, "Xiao Yuan, I know you have a lot of questions for me, right?"
Xiao Yuan nodded. Since she came, many things have always happened that have distracted her.
Before she could speak, Xiao Ji smiled again, very happy, and said, "Actually, as long as I tell you about our relationship, all your questions will be answered."
Xiao Yuan stared at her blankly.
"I know the first three lines of the Xiao family's secret because your father and I are half-siblings." After saying this, Xiao Ji deliberately paused to observe Xiao Yuan's reaction, as if she found it very interesting.
Xiao Yuan trembled and looked at her in surprise. Could she be her aunt?
"From now on, you should still call me 'sister'!" Xiao Ji warned solemnly.
Xiao Yuan smiled wryly.
"Your father and I... it's hard to say whether there's more hatred or love between us." Xiao Ji looked up at the sky again, her furrowed brows in deep thought quite endearing. "His mother stole a man from my mother. You can imagine, a woman who could give birth to a scourge like Xiao Mingyu must have been incredibly beautiful. When I was seventeen, I ran to Sichuan to seek justice from my father, but unexpectedly, I ran into him first... He was only fifteen then, already strikingly handsome. I didn't know he was my brother, and I even fell for him."
Xiao Yuan's heart suddenly ached! How could she speak of such painful memories in such a light tone? She spoke with a smile about being abandoned by her father when she was young, and how her lover turned out to be her own brother! She didn't elaborate, but her self-deprecating smile made Xiao Yuan's heart ache as if it were being twisted.
"Haha, I think if there's anything your father has ever kept from your mother, it's his relationship with me. It's quite smug to think that I'm the only secret of the henpecked Mr. Xiao." She laughed.
No wonder her mother hadn't told her anything about Xiao Ji, no wonder she didn't know she had an aunt. Her relationship with her father must have been a painful memory they never wanted to recall or mention again.
"After your father married your mother, I fell in love with Gao Tianjing..."
"What do you like about him?" Xiao Yuan couldn't help but interrupt her, because she really couldn't understand what was so likable about a man like Gao Tianjing.
“Hmm…” Xiao Ji’s smile finally turned somewhat melancholy. “I like that he’s cold and ruthless. I envy that he doesn’t like or love anyone but himself. I really envy him.”
Tears finally welled up and spilled over. Through the misty glint of the water, Xiao Yuan looked at her beautiful, seemingly carefree face. This woman's heart... must have been broken long ago by love.
"I don't know why, but all the men I've fallen for love your mother." Xiao Ji deliberately widened her eyes, feigning a puzzled expression. "Of course, Gao Tianjing doesn't count. He just thinks he likes your mother. See? When it comes to money, he'll rob and kill without hesitation. I like that about him; he'd rather others get hurt than hurt himself. He even does that in matters of the heart. He's truly a remarkable person." Seemingly finding such praise of Gao Tianjing amusing, she burst into laughter again.
Xiao Yuan, however, felt a pang of heartbreak amidst her laughter; it hurt so much, it was so bitter.
"Later I figured it out. I don't care who likes me, I only care who I like. I laugh when I'm happy, and I laugh when I'm sad. And as I laugh, I really do become happy."
Xiao Yuan lowered her head, overwhelmed by the pain of separation, heartbreak, and sorrow... She had truly experienced a great deal.
"Hmph! Don't be fooled by Lan Yanfeng's current smugness. The day I stop liking him, even if he kneels down and begs for everything he has, I won't look at him the same way again! I'll stomp on him like a piece of dog poop, and I won't even want his shoes." She laughed again, slapping her thigh.
Xiao Yuan wanted to laugh along with her, but she just couldn't. She hoped... she hoped that Uncle Lan wouldn't hurt her again! She hoped he wouldn't make her laugh because of sadness!