Chapter 194 - That One Memorable Person (2/2)

Before Jing Yi could get completely comfortable he was pulled out of his satisfaction, though. The noise around them suddenly seemed to die down and a clear voice broke through, seemingly piercing right into his heart.

Jing Yi couldn't help but open his eyes. He glanced up at Qiu Ling first and noticed that he was facing the side with rapt attention as if he was listening in on what that person was saying. Jing Yi turned around and his face drained of color.

In the midst of this sea of colors where no person could clearly be distinguished was one figure that was presented in such detail that Qiu Ling must have had ingrained everything pertaining to that person into his heart.

The person was young, seemingly only a bit over twenty years. He had donned a blue, embroidered robe that hugged his body and highlighted his slender limbs and graceful movements. When he tilted his head the light of the lamps painted tantalizing reflections onto his silky black hair, giving him an indescribable allure. And his face was like that of an immortal fairy, too lovely to be described.

Jing Yi bit his lower lip and looked up at Qiu Ling. He regretted it at once. Qiu Ling was staring at that man with a feverish gaze as if he was unable to look away for even a second.

But that wasn't even the worst. Before Jing Yi could try to cope with how Qiu Ling looked at that person, the man he loved actually parted his lips and whispered a name that was hurtfully familiar:

”Jing He.”

There was so much emotion in these two syllables that there was no room for interpretation. Not that it really needed Qiu Ling's voice for that. His gaze alone said everything: He was deeply in love with that person.

Jing Yi didn't even notice when the first tears slid down his cheeks. He was too preoccupied with his thoughts, recalling every single instance when Qiu Ling had called him by this name.

So all this time the person he was actually thinking about wasn't me but this man. Why? Why would he go and come to me then? I don't even resemble him in the slightest!

Jing Yi didn't know what to think anymore. Had Qiu Ling ever loved him? Why did he even have to question this? Everything had been going well for them. He had finally understood his own feelings and now …

Had Jing Yi known that the person he was jealous of right now was actually himself, he probably could have laughed and settled everything with a kiss. But without that knowledge, he was once again assaulted by the feeling of loneliness he had experienced moments before already.

It seemed … he couldn't be with Qiu Ling, after all. Why had he only realized that after falling in love?