freenovelworld Chapter 200 Watching the Snow
Chapter 200 Watching the Snow
“I disagree,” Fan Qingyin said gently but firmly.
“Xiaoyu, you have the right to choose a partner, I’m not interfering with you. But he’s not suitable.” Fan Qingyin frowned, raised her hand and touched Jiang Yu’s hair. “The risk is too great. Although I really don’t want to admit my incompetence, if he wants to hurt you in the future, none of us can stop him. Xiaoyu, he has lived for thousands of years. Love is novel to him, but it’s not a necessity. Time is a meaningless symbol and unit to him, but we will grow old.”
"Will he love you until he dies? Can we guarantee how long his interest in pursuing love will last? No one can guarantee anything about him, because he is a completely different life from ours. We can't guarantee anything and we are powerless to resist. For me, the risk is too great. I cannot and will not allow you to be put into such a risk."
Jiang Yu's eyes widened. She seemed to suddenly understand why she had been ashamed to bring this up in front of Qing Yin. She understood Qing Yin, knew how profound and comprehensive his thoughts could be. From the beginning, she knew her decision was full of madness and flaws. She had always presented herself as someone with no other choice, but she also understood that Qing Yin wouldn't care about such superficial things; he always went straight to the root of the problem.
He wasn't denying her; he was denying the underlying logic of the event.
Qingyin was not only her lover, but also her mentor and close friend.
Jiang Yu sat in Fan Qingyin's lap and sighed helplessly. She had been uneasy and dared not speak up before, fearing that Qingyin would resist or lecture her, but she did not expect his attitude to be so firm.
Seeing Jiang Yu's worried expression, Fan Qingyin pinched her cheek, thinking that Moya had indeed taken good care of her; she seemed to have gained some weight. It seemed he hadn't done enough in urging Xiao Yu to eat before; he must improve in the future.
"The most important thing, Xiaoyu, is that you don't love him, so don't wrong yourself."
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After talking with Qingyin, Jiang Yu felt that the matter of Moya should be put on hold for a while. Although Qingyin's point of view caused some turmoil in her heart, her decision did not change.
Qingyin was concerned for her safety, but she had already made a promise to Moya. Fortunately, Moya had a long lifespan, giving her time to think and resolve some conflicts. She believed it wouldn't be a problem for him, and it would also cool down Moya's passion for her, allowing him to see more of the human world, meet more different people, and give him some time to think or even change his mind.
Because Qingyin had just woken up, his body was still very weak. Activating the magic array had used up too much of his energy and vitality, so he still needed to rest and recuperate from time to time, and his sleep time was very long. The Aurora Empire's unique geographical location, coupled with the Fan family's transcendent status, at the foot of the Holy Mountain, created very convenient and favorable conditions for Qingyin's recuperation.
Jiang Yu has been staying with Qingyin for the past two days, even sleeping next to him. Now she has finally emerged from the intense aftereffects and shadow of losing him and truly feels that he has really returned and is truly by her side again.
She lay on the terrace, wearing a thick fleece coat and wrapped in a thick blanket. It was still snowing in the Aurora Empire. The snow wasn't heavy today, but the flakes were distinct, and the wind wasn't strong, causing the snowflakes to swirl and fall through the air. Jiang Yu was watching the snow when she noticed Lin Yi directing his men to move some large, heavy-looking boxes under the opposite corridor.
Lin Yi was also dressed warmly; as someone who grew up in the warm ocean empire, he was still quite sensitive to the cold. Jiang Yu looked at him from afar, seeing him in a long khaki coat with a large fur collar, his blond hair gleaming like the sun, which somehow reminded her of a majestic lion—beautiful yet untamed.
She hadn't really looked at Lin Yi closely in a long time. She had only noticed that Lin Yi's hair had grown a lot. This time, she was surprised to find that he had tied a small braid at the back of his head. Hmm, had it grown long enough to tie a braid?
Jiang Yu was watching with great interest, while Lin Yi quickly sensed the gaze upon him. He looked over alertly, and the moment he saw it was Jiang Yu, he grinned broadly, revealing his pearly white teeth. He waved to her from afar, then turned and gave some instructions to his subordinates before rushing towards Jiang Yu.
Looking down from above, Jiang Yu saw that Lin Yi always seemed to be like this, sincere and passionate when facing her. He would always run towards her, even if he was in a foreign country, even if he was wearing heavy clothes, even if he was busy with other things and only glanced back to see her gaze.
Jiang Yu squinted his eyes and smiled with pleasure. Just a moment ago he was like a magnificent golden lion, but now, as he ran, he looked like a grinning, hearty golden retriever.
Before long, Lin Yi ran up to her. His hair had been blown back by the wind as he ran, revealing his smooth, handsome forehead. He looked dashing and heroic. Jiang Yu reached out and brushed the snow off his fur collar and hair: "Why are you running so fast? Aren't you tired? I'm not leaving. I'll definitely wait for you here!"
"It's so cold, I'm afraid you'll get frostbite," Lin Yi said with a smile, taking Jiang Yu's hands in his own and breathing warm air onto them. "Xiao Yu, how long have you been standing here? Aren't you cold? Why don't you come inside?"
"I haven't been standing here long. Look how much I'm wearing, I'm not cold at all!" Jiang Yu thought to herself, "If I hadn't come out to see the snow, I wouldn't have seen you, Shuai Shuai." "What are you guys moving?"
"Oh, I'll have my men bring some more gold coins over to Moa, so he won't go hungry when he wants to eat." Lin Yi rolled his eyes. "You know, King Triton is really something. No matter how rich he is, he can't just squander money like this. There are so many things to eat in the sea, how did he develop this bad habit of eating gold and jewels? Doesn't he know the saying 'sitting and eating away one's fortune'? At the rate he's spending money, who can earn it back for him!"
"Xiao Yu, you don't know, he won't eat anything that's even slightly inferior in quality. My subordinates said that he didn't leave a single piece of the good-quality jewelry, but he won't even touch the slightly ordinary gemstones and jade. I'm really impressed!" Lin Yi complained incessantly, but Jiang Yu had already seen through his sharp tongue but kind heart. While he was scolding him, he also made sure to send extra food to Moya to ensure its quality.
"Are you tired? Have you rested well these past two days?" Jiang Yu took his hand and led him to the transparent crystal canopy. It was drafty and served no purpose other than to shield him from the falling snow. If you had to say, it was probably more aesthetically pleasing. Elegant, indeed, it was too elegant.
"I'm fine, I'm the one who's safest. How's Qingyin? Is she recovering any better? And you, Xiaoyu, how have you been sleeping these past few days? It's so cold here, are you getting used to it?" Lin Yi held Jiang Yu's hands, which were still a bit chilly, and quickly tried to tuck them into his arms.
“Qingyin is fine, Yi, I was asking about you.” Jiang Yu said helplessly, touching Lin Yi’s hair. “Your hair has grown so long, Yi, do you want to grow it long too?” She thought of Fan Qingyin and Moya, who both had long hair.
"No, no, no, I don't. I don't like long hair, it's too much trouble. I just haven't had time to cut it. I'll get it cut when I have time. I think I look better with short hair." Lin Yi scratched his head.
"There's no time like the present, I'll cut your hair."