Chapter 1685: Chapter 1684: He Doesn’t Love
If a man truly loves soone, he can go to heaven and earth, but what about Tong Sanlang?
He just has such high martial arts skills.
Bei Yun continued to gloat, “First it was his mother, now it’s Daqi. In short, you have never been the most important in his heart, how miserable.”
Qiao Xiaomai “…”
She gritted her teeth, “What does it have to do with you?!”
“It’s none of my business, I’m just laughing at you. You gave your sincere heart to a dog.”
“No one will think you’re mute if you don’t speak!” Qiao Xiaomai’s peach blossom eyes seed sharp enough to shoot daggers.
“You don’t recognize a good person’s heart. Although I’m watching a joke, I’m also giving you a side reminder to help you see your position clearly. It’s good for a person to be self-aware—only with a clear understanding of one’s position can the best developnt be achieved.”
“I’d rather just be like this!”
“Too foolish, are you willing to accept this?”
“I’m not willing, but what can I do if I like him?” She also tried to look elsewhere, but last year she didn’t et anyone who stirred her heart. Instead, at the end of the year, seeing Qiao Changshun’s actions toward Zhuang Lühe stirred the softness in her heart again. She had fussed for a year and a half, gained nothing, and things returned to the starting point.
Tong Sanlang was still the sa Tong Sanlang.
She was still the sa her.
Her heart was unwilling yet she couldn’t completely separate from him. She thought herself cheap, craving love so desperately, unable to live without it. That’s just who she is, so what could she do?
She had felt inferior, had despised herself countless tis, but it was useless. She was still herself, the one who deed love greater than the sky.
Reflecting on this tumultuous year and a half, tears welled up in her eyes. She sniffled, curled up in a ball, arms around her knees, burying her face in the crook of her arm.
Bei Yun “…”
He was astonished and shocked.
He had known Qiao Xiaomai for over a year and always saw her as soone as stubborn and unpleasant as a rock, with nothing about her resembling femininity except her appearance.
Yet he hadn’t expected her to cry because of his few words.
She cried!
He slightly widened his eyes, “Do you really like him that much?”
Qiao Xiaomai did not answer, but her shoulders trembled as she cried even harder.
Bei Yun “…”
He scratched his head awkwardly, unsure of what to do. If it were about killing soone, he could co up with ten thousand ways, but comforting people? That was overestimating him; he didn’t have that skill.
Thinking for a while, he said, “Because of love, there are weaknesses; this way, you’re easy for others to target and attack.”
This irrelevant comnt naturally couldn’t comfort Qiao Xiaomai, and her sobbing echoed uncontrollably within the carriage.
Bei Yun scratched his head again and tentatively suggested, “Stop crying, how about I arrange a suitor for you from Taian, Yuchi, and Longshi countries? Combined, these Three Kingdoms must have soone you’d be satisfied with.”
“No.” Qiao Xiaomai’s muffled voice sounded, choked with sobs.
Bei Yun couldn’t help but sigh, “So foolish, not worth it.”
Qiao Xiaomai didn’t respond to this, only crying louder.
Seeing this, Bei Yun also fell silent.
It’s better to be heartless; that way, you’d never have your emotions swayed by others and never be sad.
Qiao Xiaomai cried for a long ti before stopping, and thereafter her mood was persistently low. Seeing this, Bei Yun then gathered so specialties from Taian Country for her—local flowers, fruits, gemstones, anything he saw along the way he gave to Qiao Xiaomai, yet she still appeared listless.
Half a month later, the carriage finally entered the borders of Longshi Country.
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