This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 318 We are lovers

Silence fell over the room.

When Miss Bai asked that question, Luo Zijun also secretly wondered to herself: Is it true?

of course.

He answered silently to himself.

But upon closer reflection, it seems somewhat strange, as if the answer had already been etched into his very being.

He had never seriously thought about it, but it seemed to be taken for granted.

Just like his sister and brother-in-law, he never seriously considered whether they were really his sister and brother-in-law, but without a doubt, they were!

Some things seem to have been predetermined and taken for granted.

No reason is needed.

However, there are reasons for this.

That girl...

Well, there's really nothing to say.

He admitted that he has lived in the shadow of the other person since childhood, and even now, and cannot escape it.

Of course, there's no need to get rid of it.

After all, that shadow was filled with love.

"Your senior sister?"

At this moment, Miss Bai spoke up.

Luo Zijun spread her hands: "Miss must have misunderstood. My relationship with my senior sister is even more innocent than my relationship with Qing Tong."

Before the handprint is pressed, one cannot speak carelessly.

Miss Bai stared at him for a while longer, then lowered her head and pressed her fingerprint on the letter of divorce.

"Now, can you tell me?"

Miss Bai picked up the divorce papers with her fingerprints on them from the table and handed them to him.

Luo Zijun hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Yes."

As he spoke, he extended his hand.

Miss Bai suddenly took back the letter of divorce and said, "I don't agree."

Luo Zijun's outstretched hand froze.

"At the very least, she should come and tell me herself, and apologize to me as well."

Miss Bai continued.

Luo Zijun withdrew her hand, paused for a moment, and said, "She won't come."

"Why? You conspired to deceive me and the Bai family. Shouldn't she come and apologize?"

Miss Bai asked.

Luo Zijun lowered her head and remained silent.

"Okay, maybe she thinks I'm a third party who ruined your relationship, and that I should apologize to her, right?"

Luo Zijun said, "No."

He didn't linger any longer, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and said, "It's getting late, Miss, you should rest early. I'm going back now."

Since I won't get a letter of divorce today, there's no point in staying here any longer.

He didn't want to talk about his senior sister with others.

My senior sister didn't lie to anyone, nor did she partner with him. It was all his own fault. He and his family of three had nowhere else to turn, which is why they came here.

"Squeak..."

The door opened, and he went out.

Outside, night had fallen, a full moon rose in the night sky, and a few stars were hazy, as if they had just woken up and opened their eyes.

Back at Junziju, he pondered for a while longer before preparing to cultivate.

Just then, Bai Bai suddenly called out from the courtyard outside, "Brother Zijun..."

Luo Zijun got up, went to open the window, and looked at the girl in the courtyard, asking, "What is it?"

Qingqing, holding her sword, leaned against the small door, her gaze coldly fixed on him.

Bai Bai went up into the corridor, came to the window, handed him an envelope, and said, "This is for you from Miss."

"what?"

Luo Zijun was taken aback, then reached out and took it.

Bai Bai shook her head: "Bai Bai doesn't know either."

Luo Zijun was puzzled. She opened the envelope, and inside were two folded sheets of Xuan paper.

He opened one of the papers and looked closely. At the very top, he saw the words "Letter of Divorce" written in bold letters!
"A letter of divorce?"

He paused for a moment, then quickly looked at the text below carefully.

Then, I looked at the signature at the bottom.

That's the letter of divorce from just now!

At the same time, a handprint is clearly visible on the three characters of the signature "Bai Meixue" at the bottom!

Luo Zijun was both surprised and puzzled. How did Miss Bai suddenly come to her senses?

He quickly unfolded a second sheet of Xuan paper.

There was only one simple sentence written on the paper, in the same calm and indifferent tone as Miss Bai: From now on, we will have no connection and need not meet again.

There's only this one sentence.

Luo Zijun stared blankly at the sentence, then looked at the letter of divorce. For a moment, a complex mix of melancholy and guilt welled up in her heart.

"Brother Zijun, what did Miss write?"

With her big, innocent eyes wide open, Bai Bai asked curiously from outside the window.

Luo Zijun was momentarily dazed, then put away the two pieces of paper in her hand and said, "It's nothing, Bai Bai. Please thank Miss for me. Also, tell her that I will pay my respects to her tomorrow night."

"Oh……"

Bai Bai said "Oh," but didn't leave immediately. She blinked her innocent eyes, hesitated for a moment, and whispered shyly, "Brother Zijun, do you remember what you promised Bai Bai? Tonight... Bai Bai wants... wants to play with Brother Zijun, and Qingqing too..."

Looking at her silly expression, Luo Zijun couldn't help but sigh, reached out and rubbed her little head, saying, "Next time, I've been a little tired these past few days."

"Oh……"

Bai Bai was a little disappointed and left with a pout.

As Luo Zijun watched her petite figure disappear through the small door, she couldn't help but think to herself: Now that the young lady has divorced me, what will happen to the others?

After letting his mind wander like this for a while, he lost all interest in cultivating.

The third watch.

His soul left his body and he arrived at the back garden.

As before, he waited at the entrance for a long time, but the figure still didn't appear. He sighed, opened the entrance, and entered the underground alone. "It seems she really has left..."

Arriving underground, walking the path the two of them had once walked together, Luo Zijun's sense of loss and emptiness grew even stronger.

"Strive to cultivate diligently..."

That night, she left behind those four words and resolutely departed, never to be seen again.

There wasn't even a goodbye.

Did she not have even a trace of feeling for him left in her heart?

When friends part ways, they say goodbye with reluctance. But what about him and her? Their relationship was more than just friendship. It was even closer and more trusting than that of ordinary lovers.

"Perhaps I should continue to treat everyone in this world as fake, just like before..."

"In that case, there wouldn't be so many emotions and troubles."

He thought so.

However, he couldn't do that. After all, this world is real, and the people around him are also real. The bonds and feelings between him and them are also real.

Lost in thought, I walked through the tunnel and arrived at the cave.

My thoughts are a jumbled mess, tangled and chaotic.

Especially upon arriving at this familiar cave, the images of the two of them wrestling and fighting here involuntarily came to mind.

"Just treat it as a dream..."

"Cultivate! Cultivate diligently!"

He patted his head, clearing his mind of these chaotic thoughts, closed his eyes, held his breath, and began to cultivate.

He quickly entered a meditative state.

He will spend another night cultivating in the cave. Starting tomorrow night, he will prepare to go hunting and practice his possession technique.

"Shh!"

As the soul sea within his body fluctuated, the pores of his entire body opened, and the energy of the surrounding world began to surge rapidly towards the cave.

The soul power within his body began to flow gurglingly.

Now, the meridians and acupoints within his soul have expanded considerably and become more resilient, capable of withstanding greater and stronger soul power.

During cultivation, one can absorb more energy at once; when casting spells, one can also release more power at once.

Outside the cave, a chilling wind howled, and ghostly shadows loomed.

A night passes in the blink of an eye.

As he exhaled a long breath and slowly opened his eyes, he suddenly noticed that the entrance to the cave was hazy, and it seemed as if a figure was sitting there.

Dressed in pure white, her figure was graceful and elegant.

"Fairy!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, stood up from the ground, and looked closely. It was indeed a fairy!
"Fairy, where have you been these past few days?"

He was both surprised and delighted, and quickly went over to ask.

As always, the Moon Palace Fairy leaned against the wall, sitting quietly at the cave entrance, staring blankly at the darkness and gloom outside. Upon hearing this, she paused for a moment before speaking softly, "Going home."

"go home?"

Luo Zijun was taken aback and asked, "Where is the fairy's home?"

Although the question was somewhat abrupt, he was entitled to ask it in light of their relationship.

The Moon Palace Fairy didn't answer. She turned her head, stared at him for a while, and said, "I haven't come these past few days. How has your cultivation been?"

Luo Zijun said, "No, without the fairy by my side, I can't concentrate on my cultivation."

The Moon Palace Fairy stared at him silently for a moment, then slowly stood up and walked out of the cave, saying, "I came here tonight just to tell you that I'm leaving."

Luo Zijun's heart sank, and she asked, "Where is the fairy going?"

The Moon Palace Fairy gazed into the distance and said calmly, "Go home."

Luo Zijun asked in confusion, "Didn't the fairy go home these past few days?"

The Moon Palace Fairy walked towards the tunnel ahead and said, "The home I'm going back to now is very far away."

Luo Zijun asked, "How far? Will they come back?"

The Moon Palace Fairy paused for a moment, then said, "No, that's why I've come tonight to say goodbye."

Luo Zijun stopped in her tracks.

The Moon Palace Fairy stopped at the tunnel entrance, turned to look at him, and asked, "Are you feeling sad?"

Luo Zijun looked at her, shook her head, and said, "It's not just a little, it's very much so."

The air suddenly became quiet.

The two locked eyes and remained silent for a long time. The Moon Palace Fairy continued walking forward, her snow-white figure disappearing into the dark tunnel. Only a wisp of black hair and her voice were carried out by the eerie wind in the tunnel: "Between you and me, we were originally strangers, not even friends."

Luo Zijun entered the tunnel and, watching her retreating figure, asked, "Does the fairy truly believe this?"

"of course."

She answered without hesitation and continued walking forward.

Luo Zijun didn't speak again, silently following behind. The fluorescent light on his body shimmered with a cold, eerie color in the dark tunnel, just like his mood at that moment.

"But I don't think so."

He spoke as he reached the very center of the tunnel.

She walked a little further before saying softly, "Oh? What do you think?"

Looking at her familiar and dear back, Luo Zijun felt a surge of energy in her chest and said firmly, "I believe we are lovers, and the closest lovers at that."

The tunnel fell silent.

She seemed not to hear, made no comment, and continued walking forward.

Only after they emerged from the tunnel and were bathed in the cold, dim light outside did she turn to look at him, remain silent for a few seconds, and then say, "We are just souls."

Luo Zijun came up to her, staring intently at her, and said, "So what if we have souls? We have bodies, we can touch each other, we have consciousness, we can communicate clearly, we also have feelings, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness... How are we different from humans? I even think that we are more real and more beautiful than humans now, aren't we?"

He took a deep breath and said, "Fairy, so I hope to be with you forever, never to be separated, is that alright?"

A chilling wind howled past, carrying with it the cold, eerie atmosphere found only underground.

But at this moment, Luo Zijun felt that her heart was burning with passion, and her emotions were burning with passion, without any coldness or falsehood.

"But I want to go home."

After a long silence, she only said this one sentence.

Then, silently, she continued walking forward.

This time, however, she walked very slowly, her head was slightly lowered, and her expression was somewhat dazed. Gone was her previous coldness and aloofness; it was as if she had suddenly become a different person.

It looks weak and somewhat pitiful.

"I want to go home……"

She murmured softly, as if speaking to herself, and as if speaking to him.

(End of this chapter)