The Spirit World

Chapter 216: The Sin of the Wife [Mei Lang]

Beauty has many faces: gentle, seductive, tranquil, violent, calm, elegant, graceful, classical, generous, graceful, elegant, pretty, charming, enchanting, charming, affectionate, slim, kind, graceful, and charming, and there is no end to the ways to embellish it.

There was no wind and no moon, her long black hair just fluttered in the wind, the cold blue shone on her face, it was quiet and cold, and her eyes were like little flames in the quietness, even if they were burning, it would not surprise Mei Lang.

The wine gourd was swaying gently next to her blue skirt. She stopped drinking, but there was no wind or moon, and she didn't seem to know where to look. Suddenly, the wind blew, and the edge of her skirt swayed and her black hair danced.

This beauty is three parts tenderness, three parts prettyness, and three parts elegance. The remaining part is in her eyes.

Mei Lang didn't dare to look into Yue Qingxue's eyes for too long. No matter what, it was difficult for them to face each other. Even if they were standing alone, it wouldn't be awkward.

No no no,
Mei Lang stood there as if he was being punished, not knowing what to do.

"Are you really leaving?" She had turned around to drink, and when she spoke, she seemed to be looking for his eyes. The hill was a little low, and Mei Lang was standing very tall. If it weren't for the blue light blocking it, he would have lowered his head and really didn't know where to look.

How did that happen?

Wouldn’t that be a bit weird?

The woman asked herself again whether she wanted to leave or not. In fact, the answer was already clear. She had made up her mind to leave. No matter what reason she gave, she would not stay. It was not because of the hard work of sweeping the horse cellar, but simply because she had lost her past and the confidence to stay here and could not obtain any information.

"Well, you guys leave tomorrow, and I will leave with you." Mei Lang looked up slightly, but he didn't see her. He only saw her bare feet, which were small and shining with blue light.

"In fact, even if you leave, you may not be able to find your past. If you don't stay here, you won't go anywhere else." She looked at the wine gourd and shook it. The water in the gourd made a gurgling sound. She hooked her hand to lift it up and drank it all in one gulp.

With the crystal wine flowing down her neck, she smiled and said, "I can move you to a more relaxed department, so you don't have to work so hard."

"But it's hopeless here." Mei Lang raised his head and looked at her. She also looked into his eyes, her eyes slightly narrowed together, as if she was smiling.

"Yes, there's nothing we can do. There's no news of you in the entire Luoan city. It will take you several days to leave Luoan city. It's so chaotic now. You don't know anyone and it doesn't matter. You don't even know how to deal with other things. If you go out like this, you're bound to suffer, let alone find the so-called past." Yue Qingxue put down the wine gourd and looked at Mei Lang. Mei Lang avoided her gaze again and looked at the ground.

"Although that's the case, it's definitely useless here. There's no hope in Luoan City, and the Shuangma Club is bound to be hopeless as well, but as long as we leave, we will definitely be able to find new clues. If we meet acquaintances and meet me, it will be a good thing too." Mei Lang spoke as if he had no brains yet, and his words were full of loopholes. However, Yue Qingxue nodded and touched her belly.

"That's right. If we can't find the notice issued by the Shuangma Club, then we will definitely not be able to find Luoan City. We might as well go out and try our luck. If we meet someone we know, we can get a ride. If we meet someone nice, maybe they will know our real name. Then everything will be fine. Why do we need so many unnecessary things? If I had known to rescue you earlier, I would have left you in Luoan City. Wouldn't it have been faster to find you that way?" Yue Qingxue's words came out in one go, and Mei Lang felt that her smile was justifiable. He was a half-baked person, and he would suffer no matter what. He felt a little uncomfortable. He was so passive. Was his thinking too... naive?

"But... I know... I remember your kindness. But how can a person without a past, a person without even his own name, go far? Since I have my own ideas, let me leave, just like everyone who leaves the Shuangma Club. For someone like me who was picked up here, it is up to me to stay or go." Mei Lang stopped talking, becoming less and less confident the more he spoke.

Where does the confidence come from?

He also didn't know why he was so...cowardly now?
An Zi also said that he was too shy, and being too shy would make one seem cowardly.

Cowardly and without any ambition.

In his current state, he can't even look President Xue Qingxue in the eye. Isn't that cowardly?

Of course, there is the concept of respect, but it does not necessarily mean true respect. Looking into other people's eyes when speaking is also a form of respect.

But thinking about it this way, I still don’t know what to do.

"You know what? I told you, you look like someone I know." Yue Qingxue stood up and stretched. The blue stars seemed to twist and sway with her movements.

"Um……"

But this time, the face-to-face meeting was not as confusing as the last time, or perhaps it was more cheerful and clear.

"You are not like him at all now. He is generous and brave. He seems to have extraordinary courage to face all difficulties and obstacles, and he is always concerned about other people's feelings." Speaking of the people Yue Qingxue knew, Yue Qingxue sometimes lowered her head and sometimes looked into the dark distance.

"You definitely don't look like him. I know this. People who look alike are common in the world. Even if a face is one in a million, there is always another face that looks exactly the same. The wonders of the world are so strange. You can't stop them." Yue Qingxue continued: "You don't even want to look at me now, which actually shows that I still have some status in your heart, but I don't know whether this status is stable or collapsed. I asked you to come here, of course, to have a drink with you, and you drank. Let's talk about this today, you can go. When you go there tomorrow, if you really meet acquaintances, remember to say it's the credit of the Shuangma Club, and remember the good of the Shuangma Club."

Yue Qingxue stretched, then put her hands behind her back and took a step as if on tiptoe.

"No, I'm not the person you know, and I'm naturally different. Although I've never asked who that person is, I look similar, so I might be him, but I didn't ask, not because I don't believe you won't tell me, but because that person must be someone you know. If I knew you these past few days, you wouldn't have ignored me. How could you have let me sweep the horse cellar all the time? I just want to get my past back. No matter how important it is, it's a part of me. Even if I used to be a murderer, what I have to face now, and all the people I know, have already begun to change me. I will gladly accept any identity of mine, not only for myself, but also for those people I might have known. Why are they? I should find my own past without leaving any room. I'm sure I still have parents, waiting for me somewhere to go back. I may even have a wife, my wife..."

"No...you don't have a wife..."

"what?"

Mei Lang was halfway through his words when he said the word "wife" when Yue Qingxue interrupted him. She seemed like a completely different person. Her eyes were wide open with anger and she spoke those words in a clear and loud voice.

Mei Lang looked at Yue Qingxue in shock. At this time, he looked straight at her, and she also stared at him angrily.

Shock turned to anger.

"You must know me, right? You must know my past! Otherwise, how would you know my past!" Mei Lang looked at Yue Qingxue, and the anger that came out of his gentle eyes scared Yue Qingxue.

So beautiful, these eyes, so gentle,

But he could only look at himself angrily.

"No, they just look alike." Yue Qingxue took a step forward.

"How do you know I don't have a wife?" He took a step forward and followed.

"You just don't have a wife, is there any doubt about that? Isn't it the same as you are now?" Yue Qingxue's lips seemed to be tightly closed, and the words she spoke were also bitten, not like a complete sentence.

"Why? You obviously know who I am, but you have been unwilling to tell me? I am so confused that I even want to leave. If you are someone I know, why not tell me?" Mei Lang's tone was a little pleading, not like crying, but like anger, like ten thousand arrows bursting out, leaving no room for maneuver.

Yue Qingxue closed her eyes, took a breath, opened them, said nothing, and stopped looking at him. She seemed to be regretting, or as if she was exploding in silence.

The explosion was silent.

"Even if we were enemies before, you saved my life and I will never repay you with evil. I will follow you even if you cut me into pieces. However, living here without a name will also be tormenting." Mei Lang clenched his fists tightly.

This woman, the president of the Shuangma Club, seemed to be angrily saying that she had no wife. It was absolutely true, she knew her true identity.

Why did you have to hide it, and why did you expose it so recklessly like now?

How can such completely contradictory behavior make people sober? How can it not make people angry?
Whether it’s someone I know or not, is there any need for this kind of concealment game?
No matter who I am, I will never harm my savior, that is for sure. Even if I have committed unforgivable crimes in the past, I will definitely turn myself in and will not run away.

It was like touching a minefield. The word "wife" made Yue Qingxue shout like a drunk madman.

Mei Lang's anger seemed to have been going on for a long time. The unclear words he said that time made him wonder why he didn't tell him?
why?
Only Yue Qingxue herself understands.

So what? You can just leave now. Why are you so obsessed with your past? Why do you want to understand your past? This is not about forgetting something, but forgetting everything, losing your memory, and starting over. It's like living your life all over again, Mei Lang.

Instead, he.

The one who also lost everything.

"No matter what, you should have told me." Mei Lang was a little discouraged, as if he knew that this would not work. He squatted down weakly. It was strange, wasn't it? The increase in spiritual power had made the body less prone to fatigue, but now, he just wanted to squat quietly, weakly, squatting like a crying child, but without tears or wailing, just quietly, like this, not knowing what to say.

That's just the kind of person he is, An Zi said.

He is incredibly shy. He would never call himself a loser, but that doesn't mean others would say the same thing.

Normally, he would just watch and felt that he was a little redundant. No matter who met him, they would say that he was too quiet, like a piece of wood.

If Yue Qingxue just refuses to tell me, what can I do with her?

Can't do anything.

, all of this, all about the past, just need to remember one name.

That name might be my original name.

No wife...

"Hey..." Yue Qingxue also squatted down.

Her long hair brought with it a fragrance, the scent of wine. This time, it was real. This endless aroma filled his body.

"You cried?"

"No……"

"Actually, the reason I don't tell you is not simply because it's for your own good, but because I'm afraid you can't bear it." Yue Qingxue seemed to have made a concession.

"Did I have a wife before?" Mei Lang looked at Yue Qingxue.

Yue Qingxue nodded reluctantly.

Like a little kid, Meilang squatted like a big kid.

"Yes, but your wife is dead." Yue Qingxue said coldly.

"How could it be..." Mei Lang looked at Yue Qingxue with emotion.

"The couple, one dead, the other crazy." Yue Qingxue responded to his doubts.

"Are you kidding me?" Mei Lang sat down on the ground with his butt limp. Looking at Yue Qingxue's sincere eyes, he couldn't believe himself for a moment.

"Yes, this is your past, and it is only a part of your misery." Yue Qingxue stood up.

"Since it was my own fault and you know about it, I need to take the responsibility."

"Do you still want to know? Your past."

Yue Qingxue seemed very calm.

Mei Lang didn't know that tears were welling up in the corners of her eyes. In the crystal clear blue light, they looked like drops of blue blood, flowing slowly and flashing by.

For a long time, Mei Lang did not answer.

Tell me, tell me you want to know.

Tell me, tell me you want to know everything.

Tell me what you desire, your past.

"I'm sure you don't want to believe it, but there's no need for me to hide it from you. I told you, this is for your own good. Actually, it's not that, it's just because I, like your wife, live my life with joy for you, and this feeling of revenge, this feeling of maybe having you, has been dispelled by you now. So what?" Yue Qingxue talked to herself and moved away.

"I still want to know about my past."

Yue Qingxue stopped and took a deep breath.

I smiled with my eyes closed, the corners of my mouth twitching, with nowhere to hide. When twisted nerves and this indecisive smile came together.

It is extremely painful.

From the heart.

What a bad fate.

she thinks.

A flash of lightning pulled the two people back from the blue to the day, and then it fell like a curtain in an instant, making the night fall again.

Rumbling, like thunder crossing the sky.

The rain did not drizzle, but instead made crackling sounds.

Yue Qingxue's tears began to become indistinguishable, and flowed down along with the rain.

Yue Qingxue is Xue'er. They are only a few years older.

But love is something that, once it exists, is hard to break.

Of course, they must have met after the border of Fengsi County, and this is a flashback.

Yue Qingxue is not a strong woman in character settings, please do not substitute her into a strong woman character setting. She is a living person I created, not a character setting machine with only one side or one personality.

Mei Lang is a bit like Chang Yufeng's early personality, but there are also many differences, because he is in a different environment. I took this into consideration, so it is normal to have some differences.
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(End of this chapter)