Chapter 522 – Acting Like a Fool (1/2)
Chapter 522 - Acting Like a Fool
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The people on the ship were even more confused than the crowd on the banks of the Luo River.
The match had already been concluded for some time, but neither Chen Changsheng nor Xu Yourong had descended from the Bridge of Helplessness. Instead, they stood calmly at Chen Changsheng's end of the bridge, looking at something or the other.
None of the important figures like Mao Qiuyu or Linghai Zhiwang or even Xu Shiji believed that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong knew each other. Moreover, they were keenly aware of the significance hidden behind this battle, so they did not believe that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong would begin to sympathize with each other through this exchange of swords. So just why, after this battle had just concluded, were they so calmly standing next to each other? And why were they so close? What were they doing?
”Just what's going on here?” Tang Thirty-Six said as he looked at the backs of those two people on the bridge.
Mo Yu felt the same, and when she associated it with that night Xu Yourong visited the Orthodox Academy, the more she thought, the more she felt something was wrong, causing her to crease her brow.
Tang Thirty-Six said in aggravation, ”I don't care if they feign loneliness or mimic despair, but can they care a little about the mood of us spectators?”
On the side, Su Moyu asked, ”What mood?”
Tang Thirty-Six pointed towards the Bridge of Helplessness at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, explaining, ”They just fought such a fierce battle and both are clearly wounded. At this time, under the eyes of so many people, they're actually still in the mood to appreciate the snow? You don't feel that this is too…that thing?”
'That thing' was an obscene word.
The crowds on the banks of the Luo River and the people on the ship might have different moods, but none of them were thinking about curses like Tang Thirty-Six was.
Because the scene on the Bridge of Helplessness at the moment truly was very beautiful.
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Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong stood on his side of the bridge, their backs to the great ship and the numberless crowds on the banks of the Luo River as if they didn't exist in this world.
After quite some time had passed, Chen Changsheng raised his head and looked at her, saying, ”You…”
Xu Yourong did not look back, continuing to gaze at the upper reaches of the Luo River. She calmly replied, ”Do not speak.”
Somewhat hesitant, Chen Changsheng said, ”Then I…”
Xu Yourong raised her brows, saying, ”Didn't I say to not speak?”
Chen Changsheng lowered his head. ”Oh.”
Xu Yourong gazed at a snowflake drifting down in front of her. ”Don't speak of our matter to anyone else.”
Didn't you tell me not to speak? Chen Changsheng only dared to think this sentence, and then upon thinking about her request, he became rather confused.
”Eh?”
Xu Yourong suddenly asked, ”Happy?”
Chen Changsheng very obediently replied, ”Mm.”
Xu Yourong turned her head to him, then smiled, ”Truly silly.”
Chen Changsheng scratched his head, then said, ”Ah.”
”I'll leave first,” Xu Yourong declared.
Somewhat surprised, Chen Changsheng said anxiously, ”Ah?”
Xu Yourong extended her hand and received the temple sword, then walked back to her side of the bridge.
Chen Changsheng watched as her body gradually disappeared into the snow, completely at a loss as to how to respond.
He once more felt that feeling he had felt several days ago in front of the Mausoleum of Zhou.
Countless emotions seemed to assail him like a tide.
This time, the tide contained no sorrow, but was complex to the extreme.
He stood muddleheaded on the Bridge of Helplessness. As he watched the White Crane fly off, he suddenly saw that pheasant-like young Peng.