421 Past Is Like the Wind (1/2)

Chapter 421: Past Is Like the Wind

Translator: Rain Editor: Chrissy

”I don’t drink,” Zhao Pingtian said.

”I do,” Ye Xiao said, ”it is destiny that put us together. We must celebrate it with liquor. Besides, to listen to your story without liquor, it feels something is lacking. It would be boring.”

Zhao Pingtian was shocked. He was stunned and then he said, ”True. I will drink then.”

He then took a jar of liquor and raised his head. Within seconds, he drank it up.

Ye Xiao was shocked. [What the hell! You said you don’t drink? This is more than you drink! No other man can drink if this is what you call don’t drink!]

Zhao Pingtian put down the jar and stared at Ye Xiao firmly. He said, ”Feng Monarch, let me ask you. Can you really see Rou-Er? My Rou-Er?”

Ye Xiao operated the Yin Yang Eyes again and looked around Zhao Pingtian.

He saw a girl with softness in that grey fog looking back at him, with expectation.

”I don’t know if she is your Rou-Er or not. I do see a girl with a mole on her forehead. She is just beside you.” Ye Xiao nodded to confirm.

Zhao Pingtian smiled, ”Really? Rou-Er, have you always been around me? I didn’t know. God truly blesses me so much!”

The girl in the grey fog sighed as she looked at Zhao Pingtian with tears.

Ye Xiao said, ”Brother Zhao, may I ask what is going on? I think if I know all of this, I can give you… more help!”

Zhao Pingtian was thrilled. He grabbed the jar and drank more. He said, ”Even if you didn’t ask, I will tell you about this… You… Ah… It is my biggest regret though… I don’t where to begin…”

He took in a deep breath. He looked lost. It was like all of a sudden. He had returned to the old days, the days that he would never forget…

…

”Rou-Er was my fiancee…” Zhao Pingtian took in a long breath. His eyes were full of softness.

”Back then, I was an intellectual. All I did was reading and writing. I was hoping one day I could pass the examination to become an official in the court… Rou-Er was a girl from the village beside mine. We grew up together. Our parents knew we liked each other, so we were engaged…”

”When I was eighteen, Rou-Er was seventeen. We were preparing the wedding…” Zhao Pingtian bitterly smiled. Deep in his eyes, there was both softness and pain, ”… We were village kids. We never wanted much. We played together all the time. When we were about fifteen, we all knew something about love and marriage. We had a distant time, but then we stayed together all the time again… We never thought anything would go wrong…”