Wandering amidst some rubbles, Lui Xian observed with a keen eye as to what had happened to the village. At least what was once a flourishing village.Burnt shuds scattered about, the soil had a deep dark tone and the nearby trees were half burnt with leaves tainted with smoke. At some point, Lui Xian spotted a map of dried blood and a weapon with traces of that deep red colour, that was close to black due to being exposed to heat for an unknown period of time."It's been two years since then and now it's like Qiu Yu Village has never been here in the first place." He speculated while looking around, memories piling up in his mind. "Who did all this?"He resumed asking himself questions he couldn't get any answers to. His mood plummeting by each second, each memory came crushing down on him. He couldn't believe that all those happy families he had come to accept as his own, had disappeared without leaving a single speck of dust. It was as if they had never existed. As if he had spent
"What made you this way?" Lui Xian had to ask. He had spent a month with this man and the drastic change he's witnessing right now, couldn't add up to the person in his memory. He wasn't a bubbly person but he wasn't too cold either. "Nothing much. Just that I realized that it's part of my duty to get rid of all the evil in this world. I got tired of being a mere spectator. All it got me is trouble and it also costed me my home, again." "What are you saying?" Lui Xian couldn't understand a thing. This version of Feng Shao was too confusing. He was too different. Even the way he was talking or treating Lui Xian seemed quite wrong. It looked like he was conversing with a stranger and enemy at the same time. When they first met he was cold to him but he was never this distant."How come you're like this. Why didn't you move on to another village but chose to stay here?" He asked, desperately wanting to understand him. Feng Shao didn't reply. He moved back to his seat, his hands now clu
Lui Xian sat by the fire, occupying himself with making lunch just at the corner of the little cabin far from the windows and the entrance. Smoke rose in the air giving off a smoky-like mist. His eyes were watery and red due to being exposed to fire for too long. He was afraid of irritating Feng Shao and so prepared everything quietly.When he had first looked for a place to cook, he had hardly found any signs for such an activity. There had been no ashes anywhere that could indicate that Feng Shao had once cooked for himself. Even the pot he was using was accumulating dust in a corner, yearning to be enveloped by the yellow orangish flames that could make its base glow with a red hot tint. Even the ingredients to prepare the meal had been hard to find. He had searched for a few grains of rice to eat with the meat he had hunted, while he was on his way to fetch water. When Lui Xian found none he ended up making soup and roasted meat on the fire. He was lucky to find some herbs that he
"You're awake." Lui Xian enquired after noticing the white haired male being fidgety in the quilts. He watched Feng Shao sit up straight. And stretched his arms while yawning. It looked quite cute. He quietly put the tattered book away, then faced him planning to talk to him. Feng Shao on the other hand did not feel like talking to him. He glanced anywhere but him. That's when he spotted a closed pot at one corner. And the aroma of the meat tickled his nose and made his mouth water with saliva. Some ended up leaking at one side. His stomach followed growling making him feel ashamed as he looked down on his lap."I made some food. Here, have some." If it was earlier on he would have refused but now he didn't care for his dignity at all. He accepted the bowl which was filled with soup and a piece of roasted meat at the side. It still felt warm.He immediately began to dig in, not uttering a single word."Not even a thank you? Hah." Lui Xian teased him and returned to sit on his original
The moon took its place overhead, Lui Xian reached for the knife and retrieved it before handing it over to Feng Shao who received it joyfully. He held it carefully, and ran his fingers on the blade, feeling the smooth surface, as the memories he had of it flashed in his mind. A little while later, Lui Xian led the way inside the little cabin where a lamp lit every corner. Feng Shao sat by his tacky desk and started painting a peach blossom tree. Lui Xian on the other hand, stood on one side observing his every movements. Watching him paint every stroke. "Since when did you start painting?" He couldn't stop himself from asking. "Hmm. Since I was fifteen years old. I really liked the smell of the paint and also how free I felt. It made me feel delighted. It still does." Feng Shao answered. He didn't look away from his work. Instead his hands were full, one deeping ink and the other busy straightening up the paper. Lui Xian smiled, 'It feels like I am getting to know him little
'Does he always cry when he is drunk?' Lui Xian wondered whilst watching Feng Shao with tears flowing like two rivers on his cheeks. He clutched tightly at the now empty wine pot. At first glance, Lui Xian had seen all this as quite funny. But then when Feng Shao started lamenting about some parts of his past, he found it not funny anymore. "My home was destroyed. The village too." "My home....village....I...I....I." Lui Xian moved a little closer to the drunk fella and gently stroke his back. Consoling him when he started crying. "Hey, it's okay. Don't cry anymore." He soothed him. "What? Who is crying you?" Feng Shao raised his head that was cast down pitifully a while ago and looked at Lui Xian, his eyes had gotten red and the nose too. His cheeks were very wet. "I am not crying, you're the one crying." He emphasized and also pointed at Lui Xian who could only retort in his heart. 'Why are you this stupid when you're drunk. Look at you.' Left with no more words to say, Lui Xi
Huff Huff Feng Shao felt out of breath after running after Lui Xian who at the moment was chasing after the pink-dressed man in the dark. He felt his legs unable to take another step. He was rid of all the energy he had been keeping in store during the day. His forehead had little drops of sweat that were fanned by the moving air. His chest moved up and down reminding him to exercise more in the near future. It was a wonder why he weighed less and managed to have a slim body for this long. Thinking about it he could only thank the herbs that he takes in regularly. Those helped him to stay healthy at least. But if he kept on going on like this, he was sure he will not even run for even five meters. Looking ahead, Feng Shao spotted the two silhouettes sprinting, and separated by two meters apart. The pink-dressed guy took the lead, languidly leaping on roofs facing his back at the waning full moon that was aiding them to see their surroundings thoroughly. "Why did I have to drag h
"I lost him." Lui Xian told Feng Shao who had just collapsed on the ground after running and straining his not too fit physic chasing after these two lunatics. Every bone in his body had a tingling sensation and his muscles had gotten numb. "I don't care what happened just get me out of here. I can't take any step from here. Come on carry me." Feng Shao shamelessly demanded stretching his hand for Lui Xian to take. Lui Xian as if he was under a spell, squatted a little and took Feng Shao into his arms. They had gotten far from the city and also he had left Ferris at some stable so all Lui Xian could do was walk back carrying the other in his hold. "Lui? What are you going to do now? Are you returning to Wu Capital or? Feng Shao couldn't help and asked whilst tightening his hold on Lui Xian's neck. He didn't know why he was acting like this when he thought of him leaving again. He just felt suffocated. He didn't want him to go. "... I can't go back now. First, I have to take down t