Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
She was warning him, reminding him about what should be done, what should not be done, or else the consequences would not be something he could bear.
“Mobai?” Feng Tianlan looked at Si Mobai with a pale face. Other than Feng Tianlan, no one else called him like this, but now…
Si Mobai looked down at her small hand which was slightly pale. It was so cold, making his heart cold as well. Moreover, her voice was so soft, so full of anticipation and trust. All these things were like a knife piercing his heart, causing him so much pain that he could hardly breathe.
As he thought of everything that had happened so far and how he had already reached this point. Si Mobai told himself that he could never give up or all his previous efforts would be lost and wasted.
Si Mobai’s adam’s apple rolled as he slowly pulled his big hand from her cold and small hand. Heaven knew how much he wanted to hold her hands tightly, stuff them into his chest to help warm them up.
However, he could not do so at this moment, absolutely not!
Seeing that his fingertips were about to leave her hand, Feng Tianlan held on to his hand tightly. Her face instantly turned pale as she opened her phoenix eyes wide to look at him earnestly and begged him, “Mobai, don’t.”
He had promised never to let go of her hand, that he would never release her hand, never let her be alone!
“Mobai, she is a fake, don’t marry her!” Feng Tianlan used all her might to grasp his hand tightly, her eyes staring straight at him. It was obvious from his eyes that he still harbored a deep affection for her.
Si Mobai endured the immense pain in his heart, pulled his hand back with force, and looked away. “I know.”
Feng Tianlan froze, looked at him with her eyes wide open, and after a long while, slowly said, “What…what did you say?”
“I am marrying Yunyi, not Feng Tianlan.” Si Mobai spoke flatly and calmly, clutching his hands tightly, enduring the piercing heartache. He was afraid to look at her, afraid that he would not be able to control himself, that he would want to hold her in his arms without any reservations and take her away from this place.
Upon hearing this sentence, Feng Tianlan staggered backward. She was already so thin that it seemed like the wind would blow her away, but at this moment she stood upright, clenching her fists, staring at Si Mobai with utter disbelief.
He said that he knew that this bride was not her!
He said that he was marrying Yunyi, not Feng Tianlan!
“I am Yunyi, Wu Ya’s wife.” The bride smiled at Feng Tianlan gently as if she was showing off to her. The smile was harmless but she seemed to be asking for a round of beating.
Feng Tianlan did not look at her, looking up at Si Mobai stubbornly. “Mobai…” She wanted to hear his explanation!
Si Mobai lowered his eyes. When he raised them again, they were cold and without emotion. “I am sorry. I have regained the memories of my previous life and realized that I have always loved Yunyi. Having waited for a thousand years, everything I have done is for Yunyi. And you…” You are not my Yunyi.
Feng Tianlan felt that every word he spoke was like a knife, slashing at her heart a thousand times and chopping it into tiny pieces. The pain was so intense that she could hardly breathe. All she wanted to do was to escape, to tell herself that all this was not real, that Mobai had merely left.
However, she could not just accept this.
A lie like this could not help her to convince herself.
“Didn’t you say that it doesn’t matter if I am Yunyi or not?” Feng Tianlan’s voice was bitter as she looked at him with anticipation.
She still remembered what he had said. He had said that he loved her, that his love did not have anything to do with whether she was Yunyi or not. However, at this moment, he was saying that he had loved Yunyi all along. So what was she to him?
