“You’re thinking too much into it.”
The man let out a soft laugh before he said: “Since that heart has been given to him, then it belongs to him now. There is no use for me to go take it back from him.”
He lowered his eyes to glance at his hands, and they seemed to look a little more vague and faint than before. His lips could not help stiffening slightly as he went on to say self mockingly: “For someone who does not even have a flesh body shell, it wouldn’t matter that much whether he has a heart or not.”
Those words sounded highly defeatist, like he was giving up on himself.
Qing Yu was just about to open his mouth to say something when he saw the man’s footsteps suddenly come to a halt.
She raised her eyes puzzledly. “Why…..”
Her voice suddenly trailed off.
Not too far ahead in the distance, was a man standing there quietly.
This place they had come to looked as if they were now in a different dimension from the route they had taken so far. It was not known when snow had started to fall from the sky, to land all over their hair and clothes.
But as Qing Yu was wearing all white clothes, the snow that fell on her wasn’t that obvious to see.
And the tall shadowy figure in front was clad in all black, strikingly visible against the white snowy ground. The wide and loose hem of those clothes flapped noisily under the gusty chill wind, his dark black hair and clothes making him look cold and forbidding.
For a brief instant, the figure seemed to feel somewhat familiar.
The man seemed to have spotted them as well and the figure started to move towards them, his feet bringing him closer with every step. As the man came closer, Qing Yu could then see the man’s countenance clearly, and recognized the man to be Lian Shi.
But the man was someone who was always seen to be genteel, clad in elegant green or untainted white, always looking every inch a modest gentleman, clean and refreshing as a spring breeze.
This was the first time seeing him dressed in stoic and stern black clothes like this, looking so mysterious and unfathomable, his presence grim and imposing.
And the closer he came, the more unusual Qing Yu found him to be.
Back then, because he was telling her about the things that had happened to him in the past, he had come to reveal his violet irises before her. But that had been for just a brief moment, before his eyes quickly reverted back to their original black shade.
However, right at that moment, his eyes had remained violet throughout, the colour captivatingly deep and intense, his body exuding a devilishly evil aura. His originally fair complexion had become more pale, almost an unhealthy shade of white, looking like someone from the vampiric race who shunned from sunlight all their lives.
Qing Yu’s eyes widened in surprise. How did he….. become like this?
“It looks like my reappearance has affected him in some way.” The man beside her seemed to realize something, his violet eyes narrowed as his voice sounded sombrely.
Qing Yu turned to look at him. But that one glance caused her to be stunned in place for a moment, like she had just discovered something strange.
