Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 163 - One Hundred and Thirty-Nine: Roll (2.5 in 1)_2

Chapter 163: Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Nine: Roll (2.5 in 1)_2

"You should know how big the gap is between you and Ran Qingmo," Xu Yuan said.

Tianyan’s breathing hitched, and she bit down on the corner of her lip, slowly lowering her eyes.

She knew what Xu Yuan meant.

From personality to background, to experiences, to the sense of belonging to the Sects and so on—a series of factors—she had no comparability with Ran Qingmo whatsoever.

Xu Yuan slowly stood up and patted her shoulder:

"I can understand your feelings by putting myself in your shoes, but can you also try to understand mine?"

Tianyan looked at the man in front of her, her eyes already hot and difficult to contain as she lowered her beautiful eyes and closed them, taking a sniff.

The anger in her heart hadn’t subsided, but she also couldn’t vent it anymore.

Helplessness.

She wanted to flatten this hill as a way to release her frustration.

But she also knew that even if she did so, it would be of no use.

Xu Yuan took a deep breath:

"Ran Qingmo, go ahead and leave first."

Hearing this, Ran Qingmo’s dark, gleaming eyes flickered for a moment. She looked at Xu Yuan, then at Tianyan, hesitating:

"Hmm... Really?"

Xu Yuan gave a slight smile:

"It’s okay."

Ran Qingmo blinked her eyes.

Xu Yuan blinked his eyes.

"....."

With her eyes closed, Tianyan’s fingertips dug into her palm, and she practically gnashed her teeth as she said:

"If you’re going to go, then hurry up."

Ran Qingmo, still somewhat hesitant, asked again:

"So... I’m really leaving now?"

"Yeah," Xu Yuan nodded.

Ran Qingmo slowly got up, hesitated a little, ate up the hedgehog meat on the bamboo stick in two bites, and asked for a brocade handkerchief from Xu Yuan before she left the cave with her sword at a leisurely pace.

As the svelte figure in black vanished at the cave entrance,

"Still watching?"

Tianyan opened her eyes, slightly red, glanced at Xu Yuan, and scoffed, "Do you enjoy the view?"

Xu Yuan turned his head, thought for a moment, nodded his head very directly, and said with a smile:

"Of course, Ran Qingmo is beautiful."

"Shameless."

"Thank you for the compliment."

After saying that,

Xu Yuan keenly felt a surge of Origin Qi diffusing in the air.

The source was naturally the Washboard Saintess beside him.

It seemed like she could hardly contain the urge to hit someone again.

Xu Yuan looked at her calmly:

"If you want to hit me to vent your anger, you can continue, but if you wish to accompany me any further, allow me to refuse."

Tianyan’s delicate nostrils flared slightly, dispersing the Origin Qi, and with effort, she squeezed out three words:

"Impossible."

Xu Yuan stared at her, his eyes a bit helpless:

"Then tell me, what do you want to do by following me, to restore the memories from the Illusionary Realm? But looking at you now, it seems you don’t have a way to do that."

At this,

Xu Yuan’s lips curled up slightly, and with a smile that was not quite a smile, he stared at Tianyan: "If it’s for that so-called anchor of yours, what right do you have to question and accuse me here?"

He paused,

Xu Yuan shrugged:

"Of course, you may also say you simply want to stay with me, but can you believe such words yourself, Tianyan?"

"....."

After he spoke, Tianyan opened her mouth, but ultimately, closed it again.

Then,

Xu Yuan gradually saw a flicker of doubt in the eyes of the court-dressed girl before him.

He wasn’t surprised.

Ran Qingmo could coexist peacefully with him because Big Ice Lump held much certainty.

In Cang Yuan, besides the death pathways where she was hunted to death by Xu Changge, she also had the pathway of fleeing overseas to escape.

After the player "cheated" to defeat Xu Changge, Cang Yuan would present two options.

One was to accompany her to see the ruins of the Tianyuan Sword Sect.

The other was a brief encounter, and a farewell to the rivers and lakes.

Choosing the latter meant eternal farewell.

Choosing the former, the player would accompany Ran Qingmo to the deepest part of Tianyuan Mountain, amongst the burnt bamboo forest to find the things the old man from the Sword Sect had left her.

What her master left her was neither any priceless treasure nor any belief in revenge, nor was it a grand aspiration to revitalize the Sword Sect.

It was just a simple message,

[Qingmo, survive.]

To her pure self, becoming the Sect Leader, protecting the Sword Sect, was her predestined path instilled from a young age, yet this destiny could also be changed.

Ran Qingmo was different from Tianyan.

In Cang Yuan, the force of Jiatiange only had one "Yantian Art" slip through into the formulae books.

Whether in terms of personality, methods or scheming, Tianyan was not someone to be swayed by others.

"....."

Silence, like the snowscapes that stretch for thousands of miles through the Wanxiang Mountains, bleak and desolate.

Who knows how long after,

as if having understood something, Tianyan suddenly let out a light chuckle, raised her sleeve, and wiped the corner of her eye.

After a while,

she suddenly looked up with a smiling expression, her lips and teeth brimming with mirth as she looked at him:

"Xu Changtian, if you had memories like I do, would you still act this way?"

Xu Yuan pondered for a moment, then asked with a smile:

"If I say I wouldn’t, would you believe me?"

"Pfft..."

Tianyan let out a laugh, her beautiful eyes curving into two sparkling crescents, and she beamed brightly:

"I wouldn’t believe it. Someone like you, even with memories, would make the same choices."

"Mutual feelings," Xu Yuan didn’t deny it.

"Hmm," the girl snorted lightly, but likewise didn’t deny it.

They smiled at each other,

and it seemed like the biggest issue seemed resolved. Xu Yuan took a breath, sat on the stone behind him, and took a skewer of hedgehog meat from the campfire:

"Come on, you won’t be eating anything I make for a while."

This time, she obediently sat down beside him, took the offered skewer, and took a bite:

"You seem very sure that I would let you leave."

Xu Yuan shrugged:

"If you truly remember most of the events in the Illusionary Realm and spent over a decade with me daily, you should be very clear about what kind of person I am. Except for threatening bluffs when there’s no other way, generally, what I say doesn’t end up being an empty promise."