HCB Chapter 217 Nobody is Your Kind
Chapter 217 Nobody is Your Kind
Chapter 217 No one is your kind
After Baili Ce became familiar with the paths to several places he frequented, he never heard Sun Niangzi's voice again.
Even those who took care of their daily needs rarely made any noise in front of her.
The only fragrances she could smell were flowers and food.
It was as if everyone was silenced; everyone was doing their best to remain invisible in her world.
However, Wang Qingyan still talked a lot, and every day he would bring her fresh flowers back, while also throwing away the flowers from the previous day.
Bai Li Ce had secretly "observed" these flowers; each one was different, yet they all gave her the same eerie feeling.
How can it not be eerie?
It's already November, how could there still be so many flowers?
Competition among plants is no less intense than among humans.
No matter how capable Wang Qingyan is, or how different the climate of this place is from the outside world, with the current level of productivity, it is impossible to grow so many different varieties of flowers and trees in the same soil at the same time.
Moreover, Wang Qingyan clearly did not have the taboo that "some flowers cannot be placed indoors".
After all, he even dared to put fragrant flowers like rouge and night-blooming jasmine in their room.
If we rule out the possibility that he doesn't understand this, then it can only be, "Have you improved all these flowers?"
"That's it."
"Well, that's all right."
Wang Qingyan replaced the vase as well, and casually trimmed the flower branches. "Aren't you worried at all that these flowers might be poisonous?"
"I don't need to go through all that trouble."
She's not even worth as much as a fish on a chopping board now; if she really wanted to do something, why would she need to poison her?
"If you punch me, not even a god can save me."
"..." Suddenly, there was no sound around.
Just as Baili Ce's hair stood on end, the eerie chill vanished instantly.
Wang Qingyan knelt down and took her hand, seemingly a little tired. "Actually, if you're willing, we can..."
"I do not want to."
Letting him hold it, Baili Ce remained calmer than the air itself. "Whatever you want to do is your business."
"What I want to do is my business."
"Heh," Wang Qingyan said, probably with a bitter laugh, clearly feeling quite sad.
He then opened her hand, rubbed the marks left by her nails, and said, "Don't worry, Madam Sun is still useful. I didn't kill her."
Baili Ce then relaxed.
She didn't know much about Madam Sun, but her intuition told her that she was a very gentle woman.
Not the kind of timid, self-deprecating, and foolish cowardice, but genuinely thoughtful, intelligent, and understanding of others' gentleness.
However, the price of awakening, in any historical context, would be far more devastating than losing one's life.
Especially in this "Shangri-La," such a glimmer of hope for breaking free from domestication is not a good thing for either Madam Sun or her.
"These days, I often think of you from the past."
He simply sat down on the ground and began to ask and answer his own question, "Do you know why I always prepare sky-blue and jade-white clothes for you?"
"The time the He family sent people to ambush and kill you, you were wearing a jade-white dress."
"But you've probably forgotten all of that, haven't you?"
I really don't remember at all.
But, "Now that I think about it, your purpose in saving me back then wasn't so simple."
"Yes, saving you back then was secondary. The main reason was to find out the location of the extreme evil Heavenly Dao and then use the He family's private army to divert Lu Jian's attention."
"I thought you would be very surprised and scared."
"But the moment you looked up at me, all the restlessness in my heart calmed down."
“I’ve been looking at you for a while, and the more I look at you, the more I feel that you are enveloped in a soft light.”
"Later, you took painkillers and fell asleep in my arms. My heart was in my throat. I was afraid you would fall and that you wouldn't sleep peacefully."
"The entire process must be neither too light nor too heavy."
"For a moment, I even thought that it wouldn't be bad to continue living such a peaceful life with you."
"At that time, you had a small fish hairpin in your hair."
"That was the first time I had ever seen such a fierce fish."
She is the only one who can carve a shark into a wooden hairpin.
“Going back a little further, when we first met, you were wearing a pair of small fish earrings.”
"They are all sky blue."
"..."
As he listened to his gentle description of every detail, Baili Ce's memories gradually returned. He vaguely recalled that those clothes were gifts from his hometown of Xizhou during the Chinese New Year.
Not only her and Baili Ming, but also the fifth branch, the sixth uncle, the third aunt, and some people who had business dealings with Baili Shi.
So strictly speaking, it's not that she likes sky blue.
Instead, in order to ensure fairness and make it easier for the recipients to customize the items to their liking, the gifts sent from Xizhou were all semi-finished sky-blue pieces.
"After my first attempt to escape the evil Heavenly Dao failed, I hid among a group of people waiting to die for more than ten years. At that time, my only hope for survival was to be able to look at the blue sky for a while when I was lying on the ground exhausted."
He had been bound for too long, and the only thing that made him feel free was the clear sky after the rain and the dispersal of the clouds.
"Although I can't see it all the time, as long as I can see even a tiny bit, I feel that I can definitely live longer than those worthless things."
"The longer I live, the more resentful I become. Why was I chosen to be the one to become a 'sinner'?"
"Is it just because I want a better life?"
"..." Bai Li Ce really couldn't answer this question.
His desire to "live a better life" is not as simple as just grabbing business or messing with competitors.
But if he hadn't been dragged into hell time and time again by the ridiculous reasons of Heaven, he might not have gone mad to this extent.
"Do you know what I thought when you killed the Extreme Evil Heavenly Dao?"
Knowing she wouldn't answer, Wang Qingyan said to himself, "Extreme fear, extreme ecstasy."
"Perhaps I really am a born devil."
"But what's the point of coming into this world if you don't compete or fight?"
"So-called contentment with a simple life is nothing more than a sign of one's own incompetence."
"Since people strive for higher positions, why can't I be the one that everyone looks up to?"
He gently rested his head on Baili Ce's lap. He was indeed a little tired and didn't like her treating him like this.
Comfort is for the dead.
No matter how badly she treats herself, she still has no choice but to live with him.
"..." Whether she should say it or not, she suddenly felt she understood Wang Qingyan even more.
Simply put, "sky blue" was his former spiritual sustenance, but now she has replaced all of his spiritual sustenance.
Do you still remember those porcelain figurines from my home in Lincheng?
Hearing her bring this up on her own initiative, Wang Qingyan was somewhat pleased, and his whole demeanor became even more gentle and handsome. "See, you still acknowledge that it's home after all."
"That monkey is called the Great Sage Equal to Heaven."
"......What's the meaning?"
"In my time, it was also a source of spiritual sustenance for many people."
Wang Qingyan raised his head in a daze, his face gradually turning pale, “…”
Then, as she recounted her story, I was deeply shaken...
"His story, image, and spirit are known to all."
“If you really come from the same era as me, you can’t possibly not know what He represents.”
Resilient, unyielding, breaking all injustices, yet still polite, courteous, and respectful of others.
“…” Wang Qingyan trembled slightly, as if all his energy had been drained away.
Only at this moment did he understand why she had never mentioned that matter again after Song Zhaohe interrupted their "reunion".
"So... you've always thought that when I told you that I came from the same era as you, I was lying to you?"
"It doesn't matter anymore."
"What do you mean it's not important anymore?!"
He grabbed Baili Ce's hand, unwilling to accept and refuse to believe it!
When Baili Ce felt his hands were cold and stiff, he knew that the first step had been successful.
"You've judged me based on some worthless porcelain doll?"
Looking in the direction he was speaking, the intense sense of oppression did not make her back down in the slightest.
"More than six years ago, in Shucheng, I also mentioned the Great Sage, but you didn't react."
She was drunk at the time, but that doesn't mean she didn't remember what happened.
"And those papers where you copied my handwriting, you didn't even understand the secret codes on them."
[Once we defeat the powerful clans of Shucheng, I want to buy a courtyard and plant two trees in it, one a jujube tree and the other also a jujube tree.]
Then, facing the sea, with spring flowers in bloom.
However, the current situation is somewhat dire.
But I am confident that all powerful clans are paper tigers, the tide of justice will rise above all else, and we will surely prevail.
It perfectly reflected her state of mind at the time, and also reflected Shucheng's situation at the time.
But if Wang Qingyan is truly her kind, he would definitely be able to tell.
"..." He wanted to ask for some code, but the words wouldn't come out.
He was so negligent...
"Perhaps there really is someone like me in this world, but it's definitely not you."
"Ha," Wang Qingyan laughed as if he were crying, "Are you so sure?"
"Yes"
If she were truly her sister, even in a different form, she would never look like Wang Qingyan.
"As for those habits and preferences, I rarely talk about them with others, but since you can suppress the Heavenly Dao, it's not impossible for you to know them in advance."
They never said anything about how rare it was.
But she had to leave a hole for Wang Qingyan.
“…” Wang Qingyan stood up dejectedly and took a step back in disbelief.
If all his memories are fake, then what is he...?
"You don't really like me anymore, or rather, you never really liked me at all."
"What you're fixated on is nothing more than someone of the same kind."
"You've invested too much in this relationship, so you're unwilling to turn back."
"But now we're not even the same kind of people, so there's really no need to keep entangled with each other."
"..." Wang Qingyan didn't say anything more, but just slumped back down against the door, looking utterly defeated...
He was so listless that his eyes were lifeless.
Before long, he became so destitute that he lost all his vitality.
That’s how it turns out…
The final blow—
"Wang Qingyan, I am not one of your kind."
"No one in this world is like you."