He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Chapter 120 But Senior Sister... is So Sweet

Leng Huan stopped in his tracks.

Another autumn has arrived, and the red leaves in front of the steps fall silently. A five-pointed maple leaf lands on the orchid grass at the edge of the bluestone, creating a slightly desolate scene.

The tall young man remained silent, watching the graceful fairy slowly step forward beneath the red leaves.

The fairy was unusually dressed in a moon-white robe, her black hair and white ribbons fluttering in the wind. Her eyes seemed icy, and she looked at the "uninvited guests" with an expressionless face.

After a moment of silence, Leng Huan finally couldn't stand the stagnant atmosphere and took a few steps closer with steady steps.

He tightened his grip on the dog leash and asked in a calm tone, "Why are you here?"

It seemed that the fairy broke the silence and gave people courage. Fu Xun finally took a step, and his heartstrings relaxed. She didn't seem angry and was still willing to talk to him.

"Senior sister, I've come to see you." I originally intended to just take a quick look and leave, but then I wanted to look at you a few more times.

Fu Xun was dressed entirely in black, his face the only color of which was dark ink. His expression was solemn, and seeing his cold and aloof demeanor, it was impossible to recall that he had actually leaned against her neck and wiped away tears that day.

It was even more disillusioning than when he turned evil and became arrogant and tyrannical.

But strangely, Leng Huan found his tearful appearance somewhat cute.

unbelievable!

Quickly get that terrible thought out of your mind.

After a few thoughts, Leng Huan suddenly decided to have a heart-to-heart talk. The two of them hadn't had a proper chat since the incident of falling off the cliff. Even in the hut in Lin Family Village, they didn't dare to touch on sensitive topics and only dared to have a brief conversation.

Now……

“Fu Xun,” Leng Huan tilted his head toward the path beside the maple forest, “let’s go for a walk over there.”

Sang Biao had wanted to greet Fu Xun for a while, but he sensed a murderous aura in the area and felt it was inappropriate to bark.

After Leng Huan spoke, Fu Xun followed, and Sang Biao barked at him.

Let Leng Huan go.

She glanced sideways at the silent person beside her. To be fair, it was hard to dislike someone like Fu Xun; at most, he would arouse jealousy among the same sex and goodwill among the opposite sex.

She had also been jealous and envious.

Maple Forest Road is not long, and soon we saw a corner of the pavilion.

Leng Huan let go, giving the rope to Xiao Bai to carry, and then she took a step closer to the pavilion, looking at the green bamboo and red leaves intertwined, wondering how to start the scene.

I hadn't noticed it before, but now that Fu Xun is standing to the side, Leng Huan turned his gaze and saw the red silk wrapped around his left wrist as he raised his hand to block the branches that stretched under the pavilion.

The ribbons are wrapped in circles, ending in a bow, half-hidden by narrow sleeves, the strong wrist bones contrasting with the crimson ribbons... as if to proclaim something.

—No wonder she couldn't find her hairband that day.

! !

"..." Leng Huan immediately looked up at his expression. His expression softened, but he still pursed his lips and remained silent.

OK OK...

"Fu Xun!" Leng Huan took a deep breath and blurted out, "What do you like about me?"

This makes no sense. Liking someone is a vague feeling, why insist on making it clear... Fu Xun thought about it seriously, and after a long while, he said, "Because you were the first to break into my city, and then you unintentionally took my treasure."

Leng Huan: "..."

好抽象。

Fu Xun: "I am a city myself, and my heart is unique. You took it away, but you don't want it anymore."

Leng Huan: "..."

So you're into art and literature?

This case of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) is even more severe than before.

“Then you can choose to take it back,” Leng Huan retorted with a childish remark.

But she didn't know that although it sounded funny, Fu Xun really thought so. His heart wasn't given away casually—it was big enough to hold the whole world, yet small enough to hold only one person.

Upon hearing this, Fu Xun's expression immediately stiffened, and he began to look at her with that resentful and melancholy gaze again. Leng Huan was startled; last time, it was because of her sharp tongue that she triggered Fu Xun's sensitive nerves, and he did this and that to her.

She quickly changed the subject: "My master told me that it's impossible for you... to marry into the family. That's just too defying the heavens."

Even in the distant future, if the Leng family successfully revives, Fu Xun will never marry into the Leng family; just thinking about it makes my head spin.

Fu Xun lowered his gaze and followed her line of sight to a clump of creeping vines: "But the Leng family replied with this condition."

Leng Huan was speechless for a moment. This terrible idea must have come from Leng Feng, but Fu Xun was not someone who could be judged by common sense.

They've already agreed, so do you think the Leng family will accept it or not?

“Fu Xun, can we make a deal?” Leng Huan looked into his eyes. “Don’t make things difficult for the Leng family.”

"Difficult?" Fu Xun's lips curled into a very faint smile, which quickly disappeared. "Senior Sister, then what do you think is the best way to avoid being in a difficult position?"

Leng Huan carefully observed his expression, and now dared not speak casually, for fear that he might say something wrong and make him angry again.

"..." She raised her clear eyes to look at him, "Junior Brother Fu Xun, just because you like someone... does that mean you have to be together?"

Fu Xun stared at her defiantly, as if he had nothing to lose, and said, "There is a beauty, whom I cannot forget once I have seen her—"

He paused for a moment, and just when Leng Huan thought he would continue normally, he saw his eyes become serious as he slowly uttered the words: "I am driven mad by longing for it, overjoyed to have it, and accompanied by it... day and night."

Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!

Leng Huan dodged his hand that was touching her temple and immediately took a step back. "Fu Xun! Don't you know that forced relationships are never sweet?"

Fu Xun stopped and returned to normal. "Senior sister, I don't know if the melon is sweet or not, but senior sister—is very sweet."

"..." Leng Huan was completely speechless. Please don't say such strange things with such a serious expression!

Regardless, he had his own logic, which puzzled her greatly: "What about me do you see that makes me look like a beauty?"

Fu Xun: "Senior sister, why belittle yourself? Your very appearance is a ray of light in this world."

Leng Huan had never known that he had such a strong bias against her. In that case, she could only bite the bullet and swallow hard: "Fu Xun, have you ever thought that I... I might not be the same as you imagine?"

Fu Xun looked at her: "What's different?"

Leng Huan inhaled: "Don't you think there's anything strange about me?"

Fu Xun nodded: "It is a bit strange, you seem to know a lot of things I don't. But that doesn't matter. You are you, the you I see."

Of course, he couldn't tell him the truth. Leng Huan sighed and stopped looking at him. "Let's not talk about this. The Leng family will never agree to me getting married, let alone agree to that thing with you."

"Perhaps if you shift your attention away from me and focus on others, such as the Fairy of the Misty Sky, you will find that I am nothing special, and the world will be a better place."

What bothered Fu Xun the most was that Leng Huan didn't take him seriously and could push him away at any time. He composed himself and lowered his voice, "Senior sister, how can you think that someone can be so casual and give their heart away so easily? Do you really have to trample on my sincerity like this?"

He approached, his tone indifferent: "What does the ethereal fairy have to do with me?"

Seeing him approach, Leng Huan quickly took a step back, "I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"

"I just... I just never thought about being with anyone!"

His imposing presence and terrifying aura almost frightened Leng Huan.

Fu Xun seemed to have finally found the problem. He held her chin and leaned down to gently touch her lips.

Leng Huan was stunned for a moment.

Outside the pavilion, Sang Biao barked softly, "Woof?"

Disciples further away witnessed this scene, their eyes wide with excitement. The rumors were true!