The two lanterns were burning from top to bottom, making them look like two balls of fire on the lake. Xie Jingxing was stunned and asked, “These are the lanterns for worship. What are you doing?”
Usually, when one wanted to pay respects to the dead, they would burn the lantern. Since it was a joyful occasion, why would Shen Miao burn the lantern?
Shen Miao ignored Xie Jingxing and watched as the lantern gradually burned to the point where it was reduced to ashes.
After she was reborn, there were some things she couldn’t change. For example, she couldn’t bring Wanyu and Fu Ming back to life. Whether it was in her previous life or this life, she couldn’t possibly see her children ever again.
A handkerchief was handed to Shen Miao. She looked up and Xie Jingxing said impatiently, “Why are you crying again?”
Shen Miao touched her face. Unknowingly, she had started crying while she was in deep thought.
Seeing her take the handkerchief, Xie Jingxing said, “You’re quite a trustworthy friend. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can look for me.”
This sudden remark stunned Shen Miao for a moment. She looked at Xie Jingxing. The side of the young man’s face became even more well-defined under the light. He leaned against the window and looked at Shen Miao, a complicated glint flashing across his eyes. He said casually, “I don’t like to owe people favors. Since you didn’t sell me out today, I won’t treat you badly. I see that you’ve gotten into a lot of trouble. Perhaps if you need my help in the future, I can offer my hand.”
Shen Miao said, “Thank you then, Young Marquis.”
Xie Jingxing smiled and suddenly turned to look at her. He said teasingly, “I can help, but don’t fall in love with me.”
Shen Miao was so amused that she laughed out loud. She said, “Young Marquis, you’re thinking too much.”
“Is that so?” Xie Jingxing walked over from the window and looked down at Shen Miao, who was sitting on the couch. He suddenly pulled off the hairpin on Shen Miao’s head and looked at it thoughtfully. “Then why are you wearing the hairpin I gave you?”
He deliberately emphasized the word “I”.
Shen Miao was at a loss for words. Just as she was about to say that the maid put it on for her, she heard Xie Jingxing continue, “But don’t worry. I won’t force you to marry me.” He smiled maliciously. “I’m not into a little girl.”
“I don’t like you, and I won’t in the future. Don’t worry, Young Marquis,” Shen Miao said sarcastically.
“That’s good.” Xie Jingxing stared at her. The smile on his lips was still playful, but his dark eyes were filled with a warning and indifference. He said, “Little girl, I’m not a good person.”
Shen Miao did not say anything. If Xie Jingxing was not a good person, how could she be considered a good person? Perhaps she was one in her previous life, but in this life, she was going to be sinister and ruthless and had nothing to do with ‘good’.
The boat floated quietly down the stream. Outside the window, it was snowing heavily. On the lake, there were snowflakes and resplendent lights. The sky was filled with colorful fireworks. The Jade Rabbit Festival this year did not seem to be a happy one, but it was still special nonetheless.
The young man in purple leaned against the window and looked out pensively for a long time. When he turned around, he realized that Shen Miao had already fallen asleep on the table.
