Chapter 392 – The Fight In Snow! (1/2)

Chapter 392: The fight in snow!

Plum blossoms fall over steps like whirling snow, leaving one all white even though brushed off a while ago.

The snow outside was chaotic, but Cui Xiaoxin's mind was more chaotic.

When she was still far away in Jiangnan, she had already heard that the Cui and Song family want to connect by marriage. Of course, the news was vague, discontinuous, and there had been no definite statement. Cui Xiaoxin, at that time, was still in studying in Jiangnan, situated far away from Tiandu, so she had never taken such matters to heart.

Only occasionally, when she thought about it late at night, was there a kind of indescribable feeling in her heart.

But now her mother had deliberately come to find her to seriously talk about this matter, which indicated that the marriage had been decided.

All aspects of the conditions had been settled, and those qualified to nod had nodded.

The only one who had the power to 'oppose' this marriage was Grandfather Cui Xichen, so Cui Xiaoxin's first thought was to ask about her Grandfather's stance on this matter.

Since Grandfather had agreed, there probably was no room for discussion.

“Song Tinyun.” Cui Xiaoxin chewed over the name. “This man, will he be the one who I spend my life with?”

They were both living in Tiandu, and even could be said to live on the same street, it was unavoidable that Cui Xiaoxin had interacted with Song Tinyun before.

Moreover, there was one time when Cui Xiaoxin was faced with danger and it was Song Tinyun who saved her life.

The scene of the resolute youngster drawing his sword and stood in front of her, s.h.i.+elding her with his thin and weak body, had firmly occupied her dream for a long period of time. She had also thought before that to be with this man for a lifetime was not an unacceptable thing.

Song Tinyun was handsome and confident, and had the t.i.tle of 'Jade tree of the Song family'. Adding to this, since a young age he was called a martial arts genius. While other youngsters were busy horseback riding, walking dogs, c.o.c.k fighting and playing around, he was following the old grandfather of the Song family, Song Gudu, to learn martial arts. His cultivation journey had been smooth all along. When the other talents were just getting started, he had already jumped over the Empty valley, and when others labored up the High mountain, he was ready to sprint to the Free clouds realm——

He had always been in front of his peers, and some people of the older generation were also considered inferior to him.

It can be said that he was an opponent that countless Tiandu youngster imitated and chased after; he was an idol.

Most important of all, the Cui family and Song family were families of equal social status. If the two were to marry, not only would they receive the blessing of the two families, the entire West Wind Kingdom would also be in uproar with the announcement——

However, why was there an empty feeling in her heart? Why was there a painful sadness spreading through her body?

There was another face that surfaced in her mind, it was a dark youngster, he was laughing, but in his eyes were unconcealable sadness. He said to her, 'Cui Xiaoxin, don't worry. Even if we are friends, I won't be pursuing you. Even in West Wind University, I also won't be pursuing you'.

Every time Cui Xiaoxin thought of that scene, she felt her heart was being pulled tight.

That day, she left earlier. But she could imagine that the youngster sitting alone by the sunset lake must be extremely sad, right?

“Xiaoxin——” Yue Wenxiu said loudly.

Cui Xiaoxin looked up at her mother and uttered, “I know.”

“Xiaoxin, we have not talked in a long time, I do not know what you really think. The marriage has been decided, and the two families are choosing the lucky day. However, since the Song family's grandfather had said that he wants to live to see another bright moon rising in his family then it can't be delayed for too long——There is only us two here, you can say the truth to me. This marriage, do you agree to it or not agree to it?”

Cui Xiaoxin looked at her mother and said, “What if I agree to it? And what if I don't agree?”

“See, your personality has always been like this——you hide everything in your heart. Don't you know that people will worry about you?”

Cui Xiaoxin raised her head to look at her mother and said, “if I said yes, everyone will be happy. If I said no, it will not change the reality. Instead, mother has to take even more trouble to persuade me to accept it, and the final outcome will only be to compromise and surrender, right?”

“Xiaoxin——”

“Mother, I can't say the words 'I accept', I know this will make you happy, make all family members happy, and pretend this is a wedding of a match made in heaven. But, I just can't say it. The words are stuck in my throat. I can't get them out, and I can't swallow it. I don't want to say 'I don't agree', because these words mean nothing, and it bears no weight in the Cui family.”

“I know that you all don't like Aunt, because Aunt was a resister. She summoned up the courage, she caused such a big commotion, she resisted fiercely, but in the end——she still married the man she disliked according to the family's arrangement.”

“Xiaoxin, don't talk nonsense.”

“Mother, this is a well-known fact, why am I talking nonsense? Aunt was able to share her story and her feelings with me—Even the person involved could calmly face the situation, what do we have to fear?”

Yue Wenxiu worriedly stared at Cui Xiaoxin and reminded, “Xiaoxin, you must not imitate your Aunt.”

“I won't imitate Aunt.” Cui Xiaoxin said in a low voice. “I know that even if I did the same as her, it won't have any meaning. An overturned cart in front is a warning for those behind. Aunt—am I braver or luckier than she is?”

“Xiaoxin, if you're like this, then Mother will be worried.” ”

Cui Xiaoxin smiled. “Mother, don't worry. My name is Xiaoxin, I'm more careful than anyone, I'm not going to make things difficult for you.” —————

Bang!

Li Muyang threw out another punch.

The Breaking fist of 'The Art of the Breaking Body'!

A black-clad man behind was sent flying out, smas.h.i.+ng into a stonewall, and cracking of bones was heard throughout.