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Unlike her previous attempts to escape, the girl never wanted to be seen by anyone, especially not by her father, didn't want to talk to him, and didn't want to be discovered by him.
I don't know why, but sometimes even when I know that my father won't scold me or blame me this time, and that I haven't made any mistakes, I still don't want to stand in front of him, even if it's just for a moment.
Sakura once thought she hated interacting with others and that she was incapable of the concept of loneliness—until this moment, she found herself completely different, wanting Jiang Cheng to look at her.
"If we can't chat, at least look... look at me."
"me……"
I don't know how I came to say such shameful things.
That's absolutely shameless.
But—the heart is still beating.
Desperately conveying the opposite of what could once be purely—wanting to be seen, wanting to be watched, wanting to chat, wanting to communicate, wanting to stay together, wanting to linger even just for a moment in the gaze of a young man.
why?
Don't I dislike other people's opinions?
Even if I asked myself in my heart, I couldn't find a reason. It was probably because of the twilight and the cold wind that I was affected, so much so that my heart was unknowingly filled with a tiny loneliness that had started to spread from somewhere I didn't even know where.
Why does this happen?
Where does that loneliness come from?
It's something I just can't understand no matter how I think about it. I can't comprehend how something that seems so ordinary and normal could become so strange one day.
It was clear that all you had to do was be patient and endure, but after the first relief, you found that you could no longer rely on simple patience to get through it as before.
Perhaps those things always existed, but they were always just seeds, without soil, fertilizer, or anything to sprout. Even if they grew, they would have no nutrition and would only wither and die in a corner. Only now have they found something to match them—enough to show the loneliness of a young man.
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P.S.: Happy Lunar New Year's Eve to everyone!
Chapter 76 The Cherry Blossom Reincarnation Unfolds
Unrealistic and inappropriate requests are ultimately met with tolerance, albeit only for a fleeting moment. The surprised gaze transforms into a slightly clumsy and indifferent gentleness—in reality, the goodwill to help others and the heart that those people in the village could never possess cannot be concealed with such crude methods.
Even just a glimpse from the corner of his eye in his profile, amidst the fluttering of his hair, suggests that he seems to have blended the pink of falling cherry blossoms with the rising moonlight, which seems to bathe every strand of his hair in a hazy glow.
As bright and clear as the moon, as dreamlike as the moon.
It's inexplicably unreal.
The only real feeling was the chill of the cold on her skin, which had turned pale in the night breeze. It was the only confirmation that the person in front of her was real and that she wasn't dreaming.
What exactly did they talk about?
I can't actually remember anymore.
Because the moonlight blurred everything in sight, as if countless streams had fallen like stars, the waves breaking the shape of the light, scattering silver stars, and being dyed a faint, ethereal blue.
Until the most inconspicuous lake in sight reflected the colors of the sky, a gentle breeze carried a low murmur through time and space, and starlight-like bubbles floated and swayed on the lake's surface, she—Yae Sakura—was still in a daze, intoxicated by this dreamlike beauty.
Thanks……
Wu Yiqi Ba Ming Ni Liu: She can no longer say things like this.
Because it was described too lightly.
Just saying it makes me feel ashamed—as as as not expressing gratitude to a teenager.
She could never turn a debt of gratitude into enmity, and because she was afraid of not being able to repay it, she chose to hurt her savior... No matter what, the girl could not do such a despicable thing. She could only watch as the debt of gratitude grew bigger and bigger, so big that it could no longer be repaid, and everything she did seemed pale.
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Why is she staring at me?
Is there something wrong with me?
As Jiang Cheng inadvertently observed the girl beside him out of the corner of his eye during their conversation, he felt increasingly strange. Something that could only be described as a gaze, yet was more indescribable than mere words, seemed to creep up his spine.
Her cherry-colored eyes, reflecting the twinkling starlight that seemed to connect with the sky, mirrored her flawless, jade-like skin, as smooth as jade washed by a hot spring. The girl named Yae Sakura slightly raised her eyes, and beneath her delicate eyelashes, they seemed to hold the suppressed and twisted emotions of the starry sky, as if she were looking up in a foggy weather.
Faced with this scene, even someone who is clueless and careless about emotions, someone who has never had any contact with the opposite sex and has no knowledge of it should realize that something is wrong.
It was just that gaze, that gaze that seemed to have traveled all the way up my spine and was now moving up my neck, its faint breaths ruffling my hair.
Not wanting to experience any changes, nor wanting to stay in this situation that was not well understood, the boy did not hesitate to announce his departure.
"I...I'm leaving now..."
"It's over now."
"The preparations are almost complete today. At most, everything will be resolved in a couple of days. You should also prepare yourself."
"Although I am confident that I can solve it no matter what, it is better to be as prepared as possible."
Who knows if being an observer will make the process more difficult?
This has already dragged on for quite a while.
Compared to the real Scarlet Cherry Blossom Arc and the Cherry Blossom Reincarnation, which were resolved in just a few days, this has now dragged on for almost half a month.
Normally, when faced with special events, even if you don't immediately feel the pressure, you don't have much time to prepare. But now, the time given is far too generous, enough to waste on idle chatter.
It's as if the mastermind behind the creation of this space, or the owner of the space, is intentionally or unintentionally stalling for time, trying to achieve some special goal.
Even if you have enough confidence in the resources you have, self-confidence is never a reason to be at the mercy of others.
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Don't you want to continue...?
what……
That's right...
It's getting a bit too late...
People like Jiang Cheng probably don't stay up late.
Staying up all night is something only bad kids do.
Yae Sakura bit her lip, her rosy lips still only able to let out a heavy sigh, and she looked up to wave at the boy's receding figure.
"That"
"goodbye?"
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Without receiving any response, the boy walked away with unusual speed, just like he was doing his job—cutting down a tree only required one strike. He simply swung the knife slightly, seemingly without even touching it, and the towering tree was naturally cut in half.
Yae Sakura embarks on her journey home alone, walking with her own shadow under the moonlight, accompanied by two versions of herself, one in front and one behind.
The wait felt incredibly long at this moment. The girl, who had once thought she was used to and could accept the numbing lashing, realized at this moment that she had been far too naive all along.
What she thought was endurance was merely an escape. When the moment of truth arrived, the pain was intense, a pain that pierced her very soul. Her past neglect stemmed from the belief that, as the subject, feeling pain was meaningless and would offer no warning. Therefore, she chose to ignore it.
At least hope is no longer so elusive, and the normal life I've been enduring is no longer endless. Qi Lin 8 Wu Si (VI) ^ Qi Qi's wife - because I can still see Jiang Cheng tomorrow.
We can prepare to leave with Rin.
Leave this village.
This bloated and filthy place.
According to Jiang Cheng, with such a level of martial arts skills, he would never fall into a miserable situation. Therefore, he did not need to worry about the unknown. He had the confidence that most people in the world could not have.
Waiting, hoping.
So that's what it really meant.
If that's the case, perhaps the wait in the cage won't be so unbearable...
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The joy lingering in her heart, the feeling of finally climbing upwards unconsciously, and the hope she saw in the darkness—it was as if her heart, which was always damp and drizzling, was experiencing a dryness for the first time—until the girl realized that the rain never came from her.
"Sakura, where have you gone?"
"Have you forgotten that today is the day of the sacrificial ceremony?"
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ah………
he came.
Subconsciously wanting to ignore everything, or perhaps because I was so engrossed in something too beautiful that I forgot about time and everything else, immersing myself completely in it, enjoying the sunshine that was once again bathing me, without noticing that the clouds had returned—dark clouds and shadows were never something I inherently possessed.
The posture that was still etched in the mind of a boy less than ten minutes ago, the beautiful eyes with their tousled hair shimmering in the moonlight, now reflect a towering, primal fear.
Dear Father.
Yes.
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"I know, I'll go."
Unable to utter a second word, with no other option but to accept and respond—the girl's greatest act of resistance was to keep her eyes tightly shut, preserving the image of the boy imprinted in her heart, lest that unique demeanor be confused with the father before her.
The body instinctively stiffened at this moment, so the force that cut down the tree also fell into the mud. Perhaps it was because of the countless times they had chosen to escape, that passively accepting things had become the norm.
The soft fingertips tangled helplessly together, like a ball of yarn played with by a cat, disheveled and pitiful, destined to be pitifully thrown on the ground once broken.
Her pearly white teeth gently bit the corner of her lip, and her long, tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she had already foreseen the treatment that was about to befall her.
Being ordered to do those things as usual, even before I could sense something was wrong, and now I know even more clearly that those things are not things that a human being should do, and that they are bad for people, especially for her—Yae Sakura, they are absolutely terrible.
me……
We were caught up after all.
We're going to have to go through those things again.
We are about to witness that desperate scene again.
In the end, they still couldn't do anything, and in the end, they couldn't even utter the words of resistance.
I've already wasted so much of his time, and in the end, I still can't seem to listen to a single word he says. I still can't get out of this mess on my own...
At least Jiang Cheng didn't see me like this. If he had seen me in such a helpless state, he would definitely be very disappointed in me.
sorry……
I am sorry.
sorry!
Someone as useless as me doesn't deserve to waste so much of your time!
No matter how much you criticize yourself, you can only use it on yourself; no matter how much anger and dissatisfaction you feel, you can only direct it at yourself.
In the end, she could only choose to follow behind her father—ultimately, she was a powerless and cowardly girl who could only follow the person she had always followed.
From birth, they are oppressed and taught about their own existence in a way that is completely opposite to that of modern people. How could they possibly awaken their sense of self in such a short time? Even if there is dissatisfaction or aversion, it is just the human instinct to not want to lose love—not wanting to lose their most important family member/sister.
However, all of this ultimately turned out to be like a dream.
Reluctant, unwilling.