Jiang Nanshu’s hand trembled slightly.
The cup was not held properly and fell straight to the ground.
She looked at Zhou Yanxu in disbelief.
She thought of the last message he had sent her in the sea of fire.
He said, “People come and go; this road ends here.”
She hadn’t agreed, so why should it end here?
For a fleeting moment, the two people overlapped.
Jiang Nanshu almost thought that he was the person she knew.
But he just smiled lightly: “Why are you looking at me like that? Am I wrong?”
“No… What if the other party doesn’t want to break up? Master Guiyuan, what should we do in this situation?”
It had begun to rain again outside without anyone noticing.
The wind carried the chill of late autumn, making it a bit chilly.
Zhou Yanxu held the cup in his hands to keep warm. His eyes were shallow, but Jiang Nanshu couldn’t see through his soul. He turned to look at the Buddha statue not far away, and finally, he turned to look at Jiang Nanshu.
“There are gods watching over you. You must not lie before the gods. If you do, at best you will have bad luck, at worst your family and friends will suffer backlash, your body will be damaged, and there is a high chance you will lose your life. How about I ask you a few questions? Are you willing to answer them?”
Jiang Nanshu pursed her lips.
The golden Buddha statue didn’t give her the feeling of salvation; instead, it made her feel uneasy and eerie.
She thought, for someone as wicked as she was to the core, even Buddha couldn’t redeem her.
Her tightly pursed lips briefly relaxed into a smile, and she looked at him fearlessly, “Go ahead and ask, Master Guiyuan. After you’ve asked me, I also have a question for you.”
“Sure.” Zhou Yanxu agreed.
Then he asked, “Do you have any close friends?”
Jiang Nanshu thought of Xu Xi and Yan Yidan, whom she could barely consider as friends.
She nodded somewhat hesitantly: “Yes.”
“Do you think they’ll leave you?”
Jiang Nanshu shook her head decisively. With Xu Xi’s clinginess, it was only she who would leave her: “No.”
“Then, for the second question, do you have family members who are good to you?”
“Yes.”
Jiang Nanshu thought of her adoptive family. They were genuinely kind to her.
Even though they weren’t blood relatives, Jiang Nanshu considered them her family.
“Will they leave you because of your bad temper?”
Jiang Nanshu’s brows began to furrow slightly, but she still said, “Not for now… Probably because I haven’t been bad enough to disappoint them.”
Zhou Yanxu smiled at her: “You’re not bad. You’re a kind girl. You saved your sister, who isn’t related to you by blood. No matter what kind of person you are, she won’t leave you.”
Jiang Nanshu felt a pang of sadness.
“Oh.” She tilted her head uncomfortably.
“Any more questions?”
“One last one. Do you have someone you like?”
Jiang Nanshu hesitated this time.
She turned her head sharply to look at Zhou Yanxu, whose thin face had a faint smile on it, but the first person Jiang Nanshu thought of was Lu Qingyan.
She must have gone crazy.
“Can I not answer?” She asked.
“Then I won’t answer your question either. Let’s end it here.”
Jiang Nanshu lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze: “Yes.”
“But he died in the flames. He didn’t wait for me to grow up.” Jiang Nanshu added.
Only then did she dare look at Zhou Yanxu.
“I’ve answered everything. What do you want to say now?”
Zhou Yanxu sighed softly: “The encounters between people are all about fate. The examples I gave you are all people who will never leave you.”
“I don’t want to hear your long-winded speech. Just answer one question for me. Master Guiyuan, do I have a fate with you?”
Don’t lie before the Buddha.
Zhou Yanxu placed the Buddhist prayer beads face down on the table: “No fate.”
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Translator’s Comment:
You d*mn author! 🤬
Woo, woo, my Xiao Jiang is so miserable.
Btw, I, your lovely translator, has a second male lead syndrome.
So, please bear with me~
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