I just want to repair a flute [Martial Arts]

"That's a really weird statement." Yuan Suiyun closed his eyes and reached out to grab his hand. "This is my home."

Who would hate their own home?

Yun Chuxiu also felt that he was being too direct, but if he was vague, he always felt that Yuan Suiyun would just brush it off. He pushed the person beside him and whispered, "You don't have to be so official with me. Since I dare to say it, I must be sure."

His strange ability to read minds made Yuan Suiyun feel helpless, so he asked casually: "...Do you know what the world of the blind is like?"

"Of course I don't know."

"It's completely dark. I can't remember anything before I was three years old, so I can only rely on my sense of touch to imagine everything." In such a dark night, his voice flowed slowly like a clear spring. There was no resentment or loss in it, just stating a simple fact. "If you were my family, how would you treat me?"

"Hmm..." Yun Chuxiu thought for a moment before answering him. "I won't force you to do anything. I will try my best to satisfy your wishes, because as long as you can live a good life, that's good enough."

Because there are always many helplessness in the world. Didn't his master, who was so knowledgeable and talented, fall from a high cliff and break his back, which led to his current appearance? So the first thing Yun Chuxiu learned when he was a child was not to force anything.

"Actually, my father has a lot of expectations for me, but he never mentioned it in front of me since I was three years old." Yuan Suiyun said. Yun Chuxiu nodded. "Of course, because your father only has you."

The only son who was given high hopes became blind due to illness. It was such a big blow. I don’t know how the old owner of the manor survived. However, his thoughts are actually not that important, because it must be his firm heart that made Yuan Suiyun become who he is today!

"Since I was little, many people have commented on my eyes. Some of them were afraid of my father and only dared to say it behind my back. Some people, however, would only feel happy if they said it in front of me." At this point, Yuan Suiyun raised the corners of his mouth slightly. "Even if I didn't say it, you know what those words were. If I had known this, I would have never given birth to him. I thought it was a surprise, but in the end, it was just another disappointment."

His tone was so gentle and kind, but Yun Chuxiu couldn't help but get goose bumps as he listened - God can testify, who knows how many of those who had the courage to say bad things about him in front of him are still alive.

It is said that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge...but a villain will hold a grudge for much longer than a gentleman, and will be more unscrupulous. No wonder it is said that it is better to offend a gentleman than a villain.

So, why can't Yuan Suiyun be as docile and harmless as an ordinary blind man... Although if that were the case, I wouldn't be lying with him now.

...It seems that in fact, forcing oneself is quite useful!

He sighed inwardly, and suddenly felt his wrist tightened. He quickly begged for mercy: "I'll just think about it, I'll just think about it... No, every time I curse you in my heart, can you feel it?"

Yuan Suiyun replied gently: "What nonsense are you talking about? Of course I don't feel anything, I just wanted to pull you up."

Yun Chuxiu: “…” I’m sorry, the more he said that, the more I couldn’t believe it.

He quickly returned to the point: "Since you were so successful later, it's impossible for anyone to say that about you."

He had already looked through them in the afternoon. On the bookshelf outside, there were all kinds of martial arts secrets, but because of the owner's eyesight, they were specially treated and were carved on wooden boards. Yun Chuxiu flipped through a book at random. At first glance, it seemed simple, but when he closed his eyes and touched the content on the wooden board with his fingers, it always took a long time to react and what the words were.

Moreover, internal strength can be cultivated by itself, but the moves need to be practiced. I guess the yard outside is where he practices daily. How did he learn such amazing Qinggong with these wooden boards? Are his other martial arts as elegant and picturesque as Qinggong?

His heart moved as he wished, and he blurted out subconsciously: "Lao Yuan, let's have a fight sometime!"

As soon as he said this, he froze, thinking that he might have taken too long in the shower in the afternoon, causing water to enter his brain. Yuan Suiyun couldn't help but chuckle, "So, who was it that scared me so much that I didn't dare to do anything before I even started?"

"Then I'm afraid you can kill me with one slap..." Yun Chuxiu thought for a moment and immediately said, "No, no! Even if you want to fight, you have to remove the shackles on my feet first, and then we have to make three rules. It's just a fight, no hurting anyone!"

"You have to set three rules for everything, what's the point of fighting?" Yuan Suiyun disagreed. Yun Chuxiu was like this, really timid, even if he had ten points of strength, he would only have seven points left, not to mention fighting with others. It was also because none of the martial arts masters he had met so far, including himself, really wanted to take his life, otherwise, he would have been dead long ago.

If you don't dare to fight with others, you can never be called a real master! However, compared to Yun Chuxiu, who was so arrogant that he would rather die than let him touch him, he naturally preferred this coward who could bend and stretch, so he didn't say much about it, but just said casually: "Okay, then it's up to you."

Yun Chuxiu got a satisfactory answer, so he got back to the point: "So, what next? You haven't answered my last question yet."

He is so powerful that even if someone occasionally says something sour, it is out of jealousy, which should only make Yuan Suiyun happier. He was thinking this when he suddenly heard Yuan Suiyun say, "Yes, they all say that Young Master Yuan is very talented and a martial arts genius, but it's a pity that he is actually blind!"

——This sincere tone of regret was the knife that hurt him the most! It turned out that even though he was extremely talented and extraordinary, in the end, others still had to pity him because he was blind!
So, he simply plunged into the darkness and created Bat Island. He did not allow any light on the island, so everyone who came to the island became no different from bats. In the darkness, no one was more flexible and powerful than him. He could sit back and relax and test everyone's secrets, and use them to seek more wealth and power for himself!
It has to be said that this brought him a lot of fun - how could there be anything more interesting in this world than playing with people's hearts?
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly. But he heard Yun Chuxiu say in his ear: "But, you are blind, everyone's sympathy is obviously out of good intentions!"

Just now I said he was flexible, and he started asking for a fight again. Yuan Suiyun didn't even open his eyes and hit him in the chest with a palm. Yun Chuxiu raised his hand to block, but he changed his move and easily caught his wrist. His face changed color immediately: "Heart-breaking Palm? Is this a martial art you should use on the person next to you?!"

Yuan Suiyun said: "I only used 30% of my strength." And the other party was just resisting for the sake of meaning, so why should he be so serious.

"Then you admit that you were angry out of shame? If you were not angry, why did you fight?" Yun Chuxiu changed his tone. "People should be more relaxed. Look at Hua Manlou. His martial arts skills are not as good as yours, but his life is much happier than yours."

"Okay, it doesn't make any sense now anyway." Yuan Suiyun replied calmly. Since he regained his sight, all the past events have become smoke and clouds. No matter if it was sincere or false, whoever sees him now should congratulate him.

"Is it really meaningless?" Yun Chuxiu asked meaningfully. Yuan Suiyun reminded him, "It's already the second watch. We still have to get up early tomorrow to have breakfast with Dad."

"That's your business, what does it have to do with me?" Yun Chuxiu didn't want to disturb their loving father and filial son relationship and then be looked down upon.

"If you don't want to go, then don't go." After all, his father might not want to see Yun Chuxiu, so Yuan Suiyun would not force them to live in peace. "But tomorrow at noon, my father will host a banquet to thank you for healing me. You can't miss it, right?"

"Hey, there is such a good thing?" Yun Chuxiu couldn't help but be surprised. After all, he kidnapped someone's precious son (although Yuan Suiyun's sleeves were probably broken originally), and he didn't expect Yuan Dongyuan to like him much, but he didn't expect the other party to be so clear about public and private affairs, and to separate the couple into two groups.

He couldn't help but glance at Yuan Suiyun again, thinking that in terms of character, the old manor owner Yuan was really a model of righteousness, so how did this person become crooked... But Yuan Suiyun had already tucked the quilt for him and finally said, "Go to sleep."

So Yun Chuxiu stopped talking.

The room suddenly became quiet, with only the insects outside the window chirping tirelessly. The night wind whistled through the treetops, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground. In the silent darkness, all his senses were infinitely magnified. He could also smell the fragrance of flowers wafting from the garden in the distance, hear the footsteps of the guards patrolling back and forth around the yard, and the crackling sound of the burning torches in their hands...

Is Yun Chuxiu still by his side? Yes, because that hand is still in his palm, and his breathing and heartbeat are clearly echoing in his ears. But Yuan Suiyun will not say that lying quietly in the dark, in his most familiar bedroom, makes him feel as if he has returned to the time when he was blind. After all, what is the difference between that time and now? Perhaps when he opens his eyes, he will find that everything is still in deep darkness. There is no difference between day and night to him. No matter how big the world is, to him, it is no different from this empty room.

He had no desire to sleep, so he just closed his eyes quietly, listening to the faint sound of the night watchman outside the window.

——Suddenly, Yun Chuxiu pulled his hand out of his palm, then opened the quilt, stepped over him and jumped off the bed. He did not hide his movements at all, because the iron chain connected to the shackles fell to the ground with a heavy sound, and then dragged on the ground with his movements, making a rustling sound. If there were other people in his room, they would probably be trembling with fear at the sound.

Yuan Suiyun still didn't open his eyes, and he didn't even need to look. The other party's actions had already appeared clearly in his mind along with the sound - Yun Chuxiu walked to the cabinet, took something out of it, and then fiddled with it...

A tiny glimmer of light suddenly pierced through the darkness, penetrating his eyes domineeringly, and also slashed off all the distracting thoughts in his mind. Yuan Suiyun couldn't help but open his eyes, and saw Yun Chuxiu holding a candle in one hand and putting it into a white lantern. The candlelight suddenly became much softer through the lampshade, shining obliquely on Yun Chuxiu's face, making his half profile look more beautiful than that of an ordinary person.

There were no such things in his room originally. I'm afraid the other party asked Ding Feng for them before he returned to his room.

Noticing his gaze, Yun Chuxiu turned his head and raised an eyebrow at him: "What are you looking at? I'm afraid of the dark when I'm in a new place. I can't sleep without a light at night. Is that not okay?"

Of course it's not impossible. Yuan Suiyun looked at him deeply and decided to kiss him well before falling asleep.

(End of this chapter)