Gu Changhuai lost his usual pride before Wenren Wan, instead becoming somewhat sheepish, “Sister, what do you mean?”
Wenren Wan humphed, “I’ve watched you grow up since you were a child, how could I not know what’s on your mind?
For no reason at all, why are you seeking Mo Hua?”
“I…”
“Don’t make excuses.”
Gu Changhuai heaved a sigh, “I suspect him, of harboring ulterior motives…”
Wenren Wan frowned and said helplessly:
“You, just like your brother-in-law, are too suspicious, that’s why you think everyone has an agenda…”
“How you look at others is how they will look at you; if you play tricks on others, they will naturally play tricks on you.”
Gu Changhuai gave a wry smile.
Seeing him like this, Wenren Wan softened a bit and said:
“I know you’re concerned about me and Yu Er, but don’t go troubling Mo Hua,” she said.
“If Mo Hua ever has any trouble, do help him out a bit; he’s just a child with no family backing.
It’s not easy for him to cultivate in the Sect.”
Having said this, Wenren Wan adopted the aura of an “elder sister,” patted Gu Changhuai on the shoulder, and continued, “If Mo Hua needs you, help him if you can.
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Don’t brush me off, and don’t think you can deceive me.”
Wenren Wan looked into Gu Changhuai’s eyes.
Gu Changhuai was quite conflicted and only unwillingly managed to respond after a long pause, “I get it…”
Wenren Wan appeared satisfied, nodding at Gu Changhuai,
“When you’re on break, come back, and I’ll make you some jade crisp pastries.”
Gu Changhuai sighed.
Seeing Wenren Wan about to leave, he asked one more question, “Sister…”
His gaze grew heavy, “Are you really at peace with sending Yu Er to Taixu Gate?”
Wenren Wan was startled, her body trembling.
When she turned back, her originally beautiful and gentle face had lost some color, covered with a layer of reluctance, melancholy, and a trace of…
fear.
“Sister…”
Gu Changhuai had no idea what had happened, his expression one of anxious concern.
Wenren Wan’s faded face showed a wistful smile:
“Changhuai…”
“I’ve…
had nightmares…”
“In those dreams, there’s a sky filled with blood rain, demons dancing wildly…”
“Yu Er looks at me with cold eyes, his gaze hollow, his skin pale as death.
His blood drained, his organs hollowed out, his Divine Sense sucked dry…”
“He asks me in a cold voice, why, as his mother, I don’t save him…”
Wenren Wan felt a tightness in her chest, her expression one of anguish, “That’s in dreams, even if I struggle, no matter how hard I try, I can’t save Yu Er…”
“Under the overwhelming Evil Thoughts, the human heart is too fragile…”
“I can’t save him…”
“So, all I can do is hope…”
Wenren Wan’s voice was a whisper, fading to a barely audible level before finally she lifted her gaze towards Taixu Mountain, her beautiful eyes filled with a humble hope, precious yet fragile.
Gu Changhuai’s heart shuddered violently.
He had just realized that some things, he simply didn’t know!
And his cousin, she wasn’t just being impulsively “rash” as he had thought…
Gu Changhuai took a deep breath, his demeanor serious as he said:
“Sister, I understand.”
…
Inside Taixu Gate.
Yu Er was completely unaware of these things.
He was happily holding Mo Hua’s hand, skipping joyfully ahead until they reached the Disciple’s Residence.
Mo Hua swiped the Taixu Token to enter, then noticed that Little Yu Er had also pulled out a little token, swiped it, and followed him in.
Mo Hua was taken aback, “Yu Er, you live here too?”
“Mhm.”
Yu Er nodded happily.
Mo Hua walked inside, only to realize that Yu Er was still following him, right up to the door of room number fifty of Taiyi in Mo Hua’s residence, before Yu Er stopped.
Mo Hua glanced at Yu Er.
Yu Er pointed with his small hand to the side, “Brother Mo, I live here.”
Mo Hua looked up and realized that the previously empty room next to his in the Disciple’s Residence had been cleaned and the seal on the doorplate removed.
It read: Taiyi, Fifty-One.
Mo Hua opened his mouth.
He hadn’t expected that Yu Er had indeed joined Taixu Gate and had become his little neighbor…
Behind Yu Er, Wenren Wei also bowed his hands and said:
“In the future, please take good care of Little Yu Er, Young Master Mo.”
Yu Er too smiled beamingly, “Brother Mo, please take care of me.”
Mo Hua looked down at Yu Er whose eyes sparkled, and said gently with a smile:
“Alright.”
Since there were cultivation classes later that afternoon.
To avoid disturbing Mo Hua, Wenren Wei took Yu Er into the room next door, room number fifty-one of Taiyi in the Disciple’s Residence.
Yu Er waved to Mo Hua.
Wenren Wei followed him inside.