Chapter 293 – If Life Could Be Like the Moment When We First Met (Part Six) (2/2)
What should be done next? Zhexiu was silent while Qi Jian did not know what to say. An awkward atmosphere lingered between this young man and young lady.
Just at this moment, a rumble came from deep within the plains, closely followed by a thunderous roar. Zhexiu's expression subtly changed as he inclined his ear to listen, confirming that it was some sort of extremely powerful and terrifying monster. He decided that it was not something he could handle, so he took out a powder that would eradicate their scent and scattered it all around them, then just like he had done every other day and night, he went up to Qi Jian then turned around and squatted down.
Over the course of that one day and night, they had repeated this sequence many times. Logically, they should have been very proficient at this, but perhaps because he had learned Qi Jian was a girl, Zhexiu's movements were somewhat stiff, the two hands that were thrust back were rather rigid. He seemed just like a duck that was just about to get cooked.
Seeing this picture, Qi Jian's tears broke into a smile. She lightly patted his back, indicating that he needed to squat a little lower. Then she slowly got on, her two hands very naturally wrapping around his neck.
Maybe it was his mind playing tricks on him, but Zhexiu felt that the feeling from his back was much softer than usual.
A dozen li away, the ground under the grass was constantly bulging and thunderous and terrifying roars came out of it as some strange animal was swiftly advancing forwards. The sun was blazing hot, and its rays penetrated through the grass into those pools of water, revealing the figures of countless monsters. It was like a tide, chasing after the two of them. It was an extremely breathtaking sight.
At the front of this monster tide, Zhexiu and Qi Jian faced the ever-rising and ever-brightening sun, wading through the water all the way. She was still his eyes, and he was still her legs.
”Which direction should we go?”
”In the southwest, there seems to be a big meadow. The ground seems to be higher there, so why don't we go and see? That sound seems to be coming from the east, so you might have go a bit faster.”
This conversation's end was followed by a long period of silence, only broken by the sound of feet breaking through the water and splashing it around as the grass gradually grew higher.
After who knows how long had passed, Qi Jian whispered, ”Were you really surprised?”
After a moment of silence, Zhexiu replied, ”Yes.”
She drew closer to his neck, leaned against his shoulders, smelled the familiar scent, and then whispered once more, ”What are you thinking?”
Zhexiu did not answer, because he did not know how to answer. Thinking? Thinking about what? About how my fingertips on your slightly shaking body almost slipped once? No, at the moment, that wolf youth's mind was completely blank. He was not thinking about anything.
She thought to herself… did silence mean he's unhappy? After a while, she whispered even more softly, and rather nervously, ”Then do you think it was better for me to be a boy or a girl?”
There was no evil motive behind the question, and it went straight to the point.
Zhexiu thought to himself, since yesterday all you did was 'mm' and 'ah' while tightly holding onto me all the way. If you were a man, then it truly wouldn’t have been very becoming. Thus, he said, ”A girl is better.”
Qi Jian felt slightly ashamed, and whispered as softly as a mosquito, ”It's always a good thing when women are together, this must be what you mean.”
Zhexiu thought to himself, just because it's worse than usual, your conduct is no longer as impressive as it was before, how come?
In this continent, there was a folktale, a story about how a boar demi-human carried his wife on his back.
Yes, whether it was a story or fact, in the vast majority of cases, it should always be the man carrying the woman. It was very hard to imagine the opposite.
So in this vast and boundless plain, Zhexiu carried the young girl Qi Jian on his back. On the other end of the plains, Chen Changsheng was also carrying a girl on his back.
He had waded through the plains for a long time, and yet he was still in the wetland. The blazing sun illuminated the reeds within the water as well as many unnamed grasses, as if it wanted to turn all plant life into gold and silver carvings. Yet he did not sweat a single drop as his body continued to emit that cold qi, dispersing the scorching heat and resisting the sunlight.
Her eyes closed, Xu Yourong leaned against his back, her eyelashes unblinking, and occasionally she would purse her lips. It seemed that with Chen Changsheng there to serve as a natural pot of cold water, she was sleeping very soundly.
Up until now, there had also been no sign of Nanke's pursuit. Chen Changsheng thought to himself that even the demons would not be willing to adventure into these plains. They had most likely given up, which made him feel somewhat more at ease. As his mind relaxed, his wounds and exhaustion suddenly struck him like a rushing tide. Like sludge, they trapped his two legs, imbuing him with the desire to not take another step forward.
Around him was nothing but grass and wetland with no place to sit down and rest. Chen Changsheng gazed at the grass that was taller than a man as he was forced to continue walking with Xu Yourong on his back. Only this time, he was no longer walking forward, but in a circle, stamping down the reeds and grass all around him. Gradually, a piece of flat ground formed from crushed grass took shape before his eyes.
Under the cover of the surrounding reeds and grass, it was very difficult for people outside to see within, but if there was someone that flew up into the sky and looked down, they would see a little circle about a zhang wide made of grass. Her arms wrapped around her legs, Xu Yourong lay on that pile of crushed grass. She seemed very weak and pitiful, like a newly-conceived child.
Chen Changsheng sat by her side, his head lowered as he examined her face. He gazed at it for a long time, his expression very serious, as though he had just realized something.