[QTC] MBDT Chapter 1757

Ming watched the two people in the courtyard and disappeared.

Bei Yutang turned around, looking at the man before her, her eyes filled with disbelief, her voice trembling slightly, “What…what did you just call me?”

Feng Lihen felt as if he had been pricked by needles, and his hand on her waist suddenly loosened.

“What did you just call me?” Bei Yutang asked again urgently.

Feng Lihen pressed his head, looking up at her. The person before him no longer gave him the familiar feeling he had before.

Bei Yutang noticed him pressing his head: “What’s wrong?”

Just as her hand was about to touch his, Feng Lihen took two steps back, avoiding her touch.

The indifference and aloofness emanating from him made Bei Yutang pause in her steps.

She felt no connection, no familiarity, with him.

He wasn’t him.

Yet, a sliver of hope clung to her heart.

Bei Yutang stared at him intently: “What did you just call me?”

“I apologize, I was rude, Young Lady.”

Bei Yutang didn’t hear him, but persistently pressed on: “Answer me, what did you just call me?”

Feng Lihen was stunned by the madness and persistence in her eyes. His expression faltered slightly. He tried to recall what he had just said, but he couldn’t remember what it was.

“I’m sorry, Young Lady, I’ve forgotten what I said. It probably wasn’t anything important.” Feng Lihen replied coldly.

A hint of disappointment appeared on Bei Yutang’s lips. Her clear, cold eyes gave him a deep look.

She was truly bewitched. She was hallucinating, and even more ridiculously, she was starting to fantasize that he might actually be him.

Feng Lihen watched her dejected figure depart, a slight pang of pain shooting through his heart, a fleeting feeling.

Separated by a wall, the two lay on their beds, gazing at the bright moon outside their windows with unfocused expressions.

As dawn broke, Bei Yutang finally sat up and got out of bed.

As she stepped out of her room, the door to the next room opened simultaneously, and the two of them stepped out almost at the same time. They both paused, startled upon seeing each other.

“Good morning.” Bei Yutang greeted him curtly.

Feng Lihen nodded slightly, watching her calmly walk past him. Her expression was indifferent, as if everything from the previous night was merely a hallucination in his dream.

Feng Lihen composed himself and sat cross-legged in the courtyard, practicing his breathing exercises.

Bei Yutang went into the kitchen to cook. Wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys. Soon, a series of clanging sounds filled the kitchen.

Feng Lihen, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, listened intently to the clanging sounds and couldn’t find peace.

He suddenly stood up and went to the kitchen.

“Is there anything I can help you with?” Feng Lihen asked, standing at the doorway, watching the person busy inside.

Bei Yutang glanced at him and simply ordered, “Start the fire.”

After saying that, as if remembering something, she asked again, “You know how to start a fire, right?”

“Yes.”

Feng Lihen sat behind the stove and picked up some firewood to add to the fire.

Feng Lihen’s gaze passed over the stove and landed on Bei Yutang, his eyes unconsciously lingering on her.

Seeing the fire dwindle, Bei Yutang coughed lightly, “It’s out of flame.”

Hearing the sound, Feng Lihen snapped back to reality. Turning around, he saw the flame in the stove had shrunk from a large fire to a mere smoldering flame, threatening to go out at any moment.

 

 

 

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