Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor
Chapter 219 - 219 218 Do Not Ask Where the Servant Returns!

219: Chapter 218 Do Not Ask Where the Servant Returns!

[First Update] 219: Chapter 218 Do Not Ask Where the Servant Returns!

[First Update] Exiting the mall, Li Chen looked at Lin Xuanfei and asked, “Where to?

Going back to school?”

Lin Xuanfei shook her head, “I don’t feel like going back right now!”

As she said this, she slightly tilted her head up, her beautiful large eyes twinkling, “Brother Li Chen, would you accompany me for a walk?”

Seeing the expectation in Lin Xuanfei’s eyes, Li Chen couldn’t bear to refuse, so he nodded.

“Sure, where do you want to go?”

Seeing Li Chen agree, Lin Xuanfei smiled happily like a child.

“Brother Li Chen, I want to visit your junior high school alma mater, is that okay?”

Li Chen was surprised to hear this and asked with a bit of astonishment, “There’s nothing interesting there; what do you want to see?”

Lin Xuanfei smiled, her tone a bit coquettish, “Nothing much, just wanted to take a simple look!”

Li Chen couldn’t argue with her and could only nod in agreement.

The junior high school Li Chen attended was named Donghua Sixth Middle School.

Looking at the entrance sign “Donghua Sixth Middle School”, with its soaring and majestic characters, he couldn’t help feeling a flood of emotions.

Five years ago, his parents died in a car accident, and Aunt Tang took him home.

It was also Aunt Tang who led him here to enroll.

He was in the same class as Ye Chuxue, sharing a desk for three years.

Since then, they had become both friends and foes.

“Brother Li Chen, did you know?

I almost ended up at Sixth Middle School too.”

Lin Xuanfei looked at the “Donghua Sixth Middle School” sign and spoke thoughtfully.

Li Chen: “Oh?

Why didn’t you?”

Lin Xuanfei spoke with some regret, “When I transitioned from elementary to junior high, I chose both Fourth Middle School and Sixth Middle School.

However, because Sixth Middle School was further from my home, I didn’t end up going there!”

“Ah, if only I had chosen Sixth Middle School back then, I could have met you earlier!”

At this point, Lin Xuanfei’s face showed a sense of regret, as if she had just missed winning a billion in a red envelope scramble.

Li Chen smiled faintly, “It’s still the same now!”

Lin Xuanfei shook her head firmly, “It’s not the same!”

Li Chen didn’t want to tangle over this meaningless topic and decisively changed the subject, “Let’s go, let’s take a look inside!”

Lin Xuanfei nodded, “Okay!”

Although Sixth Middle School is a key school, its campus isn’t too large.

It took only half an hour for Li Chen and Lin Xuanfei to walk through the entire place.

Every time Li Chen pointed to a spot and told a story of what had happened there, Lin Xuanfei would clutch her chest like a drama character and mutter a bunch of words to herself.

But each time, she ended with the same sentiment: How nice it would have been if I were also there at that time!

The last place they visited was Li Chen’s ninth-grade classroom.

Coincidentally, the class was out at gym, and only a few students were hunched over their desks, buried in practice questions.

Lin Xuanfei knocked and told the students earnestly struggling with their questions that she used to study here as well and just happened to be passing by, wanting to take a look inside.

For those few students whose minds were filled only with drilling exam papers and preparing for the big tests, seeing a fairy-like girl enter was almost breathlessly stunning.

Especially for those two boys, they were absolutely dumbstruck.

They were studying so hard, not just to get into a key high school and then to a key university, successively, but to achieve a glorious turnaround and marry a rich and beautiful wife, reaching the pinnacle of life.

However, no one told them that their most glorious peak might just be during their middle school or high school exams.

As for marrying a rich and beautiful wife—better go wash up and sleep, perhaps they might achieve that in their dreams.

Li Chen found his old seat, and Lin Xuanfei sat where Ye Chuxue used to sit.

Seeing paper and a pen on the desk, Lin Xuanfei suddenly felt an urge to write something.

But as the pen tip was about to touch the paper, she didn’t know what to write.

She really wanted to write a sentence like in those youthful romance TV series, where the male and female leads recall the past after succeeding in their pursuits:

“I couldn’t be part of your past life, but I want to accompany you for the rest of your life!”

Yet suddenly, she felt the pen in her hand as heavy as a thousand pounds.

The first half of his life was a chapter with a girl named Ye Chuxue.

The other half of his life, too, would be accompanied by this girl until the end.

And she, herself, was nothing but a passerby in his life.

Coming and going in haste.

He might recall in some lazy afternoon in the future that there used to be a silly girl named Lin Xuanfei who secretly liked him.

But where will I be by then?

Thinking of this, Lin Xuanfei felt like her heart was being pricked by needles, and she fought back the tears, forbidding them to spill from her eyes.

Li Chen noticed the redness around her eyes and, puzzled, asked, “Xuanfei, what’s wrong?”

Lin Xuanfei forced a smile and shook her head, saying, “It’s nothing!”

Li Chen saw she didn’t want to elaborate and didn’t press further.

Lin Xuanfei stealthily wiped away her tears and, taking up a black pen, swiftly wrote a few lines in small script.

…

When leaving the Sixth Middle School, the sun clocked off work for the day.

The red glow of the setting sun sprinkled down, as if draping the entire Human World in an intoxicating red tint.

Lin Xuanfei’s cheeks were flushed, making her exceptionally enchanting.

Li Chen said, “Let me walk you home.”

Lin Xuanfei nodded in agreement.

The two walked in silence, quietly making their way.

It was only when they were close to Lin Xuanfei’s neighborhood that she finally spoke to break the silence.

“Brother Li Chen, I might go abroad for my studies!”

Li Chen looked surprised and asked, “Abroad?”

Lin Xuanfei gently nodded and said, “Yeah, go abroad for studies, and I’m leaving in October.”

Li Chen, still surprised, asked, “October is almost here; why the rush?”

“To get acquainted with the language environment beforehand, so I won’t struggle to adapt later!”

Lin Xuanfei said it lightly, but her delicate heart felt extraordinarily heavy.

After this departure, when would they meet again?

Perhaps, never again.

Life is so strange; sometimes, a casual goodbye is actually a final farewell.

And now, she also understood that she was superfluous, there was no need for a reunion.

Even if we meet again and act more mature

It’s better not to meet.

Lin Xuanfei’s beautiful eyes glittered as she asked, “Brother Li Chen, could you hug me one more time?”

Li Chen felt that she was acting a bit strange today, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

“Okay!”

This time, Lin Xuanfei hugged him tightly.

She knew all too well that once she let go, she might never have the chance to embrace him again.

The man of her dreams was a great hero, but alas, he would never come to marry her on a seven-colored auspicious cloud.

She hadn’t guessed the beginning, and she hadn’t guessed the ending, either.

Feeling the tears she could no longer hold back, Lin Xuanfei hastily stuffed a letter into Li Chen’s hand.

Then, she covered her mouth with her little hands and ran towards her home, sobbing.

Li Chen was utterly baffled.

He looked at Lin Xuanfei’s retreating figure and then at the letter in his hand.

The handwriting was graceful and elegant, carrying a faint scent of ink—it was Lin Xuanfei’s.

There were also a few water stains, probably her tears.

Clearly, she had written it that afternoon in their classroom at the Sixth Middle School.

Not Love Dust, mistaken by a past life’s chance.

The flowers bloom and wilt in their own time, always at Donghua’s will.

Go one must, where to can one actually go?

If only I could wear mountain blossoms in my hair, ask not where this slave belongs.

…

This chapter is very emotional; I finished writing it last night.

But feeling it wasn’t good, I didn’t post it.

This morning I revised it thoroughly, and now it feels satisfactory.

The closing lines of the poem come from the Song Dynasty female poet Yan Rui’s “Divination·Not Love Dust,” particularly the last two lines, “If only I could wear mountain blossoms in my hair, ask not where this slave belongs.” It feels very much in line with Lin Xuanfei’s mood at this moment, so I used it as the title.