Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Xue Ling noticed that Sang Ye was holding a black wooden box in his hand, but judging from Sang Yeâs attitude, he was definitely unwilling to say what was in the box.
Xue Ling chuckled. âItâs fine if you donât want to tell me. Iâm going back. Do you want to leave with me?â
âLetâs go.â
Sang Ye revealed his thick black snake tail and slithered away without looking back.
Xue Ling couldnât help but look at the snow under the tree again. He seemed to have smelled a trace of the demons when he was here.
However, the aura was too weak. When he searched carefully again, it had already disappeared.
Was it his imagination?
Sang Ye looked back at Xue Ling. âWhy arenât you leaving?â
âIâm on my way.â Xue Ling spread his wings and flew into the sky.
The two of them were soon gone.
There was a faint rustling sound as a dark red king cobra slithered down the tree trunk. When its tail swept across the branches, some snow fell.
He raised his triangular snake head and looked in the direction Sang Ye had left. The expression in his red eyes changed.
â¦
After returning home, Sang Ye greeted Bai Di and returned to his bedroom.
He closed the door and put the black wooden box on the bed.
It was an ordinary wooden box. It was simple and unadorned without any decorative patterns.
Han Ying had handed him this box.
Before dawn, Sang Ye suddenly felt that there were demons approaching. He immediately got up and went down the mountain. He did not expect to meet Han Ying near the rock mountain.
He did not know how Han Ying crossed the Black River without anyone noticing, nor did he understand why Han Ying suddenly appeared near the rock mountain.
Sang Ye instinctively felt wary.
The first thing Han Ying said was, âIâm here for you.â
Sang Ye looked at him in silence.
Han Ying was not surprised by his coldness. He even smiled self-deprecatingly. âIâm your last family in this world. Are you really going to turn against me?â
Sang Ye said, âIf you really treat me as family, you shouldnât have come to disrupt my life.â
âIâm your family. More than anything, I want you to be happy. But have you ever thought about the fact that you have the blood of the demon race in you? Even if you hide your aura among the beasts, you might be discovered in the future. What will you do then?â
âIâll leave without implicating Huanhuan.â
Sang Ye replied straightforwardly. Clearly, this answer had been brewing in his heart for a long time.
Han Yingâs expression changed slightly. âI asked this question when your mother insisted on being with your father. Your motherâs answer was exactly the same as yours now.â
Sang Ye fell silent again.
He had lived in the temple since young. He had some memories of his father, but he had no memories of his mother.
The âmotherâ others mentioned was very unfamiliar to him.
Seeing that he was silent, Han Ying frowned. âYouâre too similar to your mother. Back then, in order to be with your father, your mother didnât hesitate to betray the demons and followed him far away. But in the end? They still separated. They even grew to hate each other. They hurt each other and finally died while holding onto hatred. I donât want you to follow in your motherâs footsteps.â
Sang Ye looked at him calmly. âDid you come to me just to say this?â
Han Ying knew that no matter what he said now, Sang Ye would not believe him.
Forget it!
This child would not turn back until he hit a wall. He would regret it one day.
Han Ying took out a black wooden box and said, âThis is your motherâs belongings. I wanted to give it to you the last time, but you left in such a hurry that I didnât have time to give it to you. I took the risk to look for you this time just to give it to you.â
Sang Ye looked at the black wooden box.
He didnât want to take it, but for some reason, he yearned for the wooden box.
His hands reached out involuntarily, and he took the wooden box steadily.
Han Ying said, âThis box contains your motherâs ashes.â
Sang Ye stopped in the middle of opening the box.
âWhen she was alive, your mother once said that she hoped to live and die with your father. Unfortunately, she didnât achieve her wish in the end. Itâs not convenient for me to walk on the beast continent with my current identity. If you have the chance in the future, bring her ashes to Dark Moon City and find your fatherâs burial place. Bury the two of them together.â
Sang Ye looked at him in a daze, as if he could not understand why his usually cold-blooded uncle would say such emotional words.
Han Yingâs gaze was filled with nostalgia. He seemed to see another person through Sang Yeâs face.
âShe was my only sister. We grew up together and relied on each other. We were very close. Iâve killed countless people in my life and my hands are covered in blood, but I canât bring myself to be ruthless to her.â
It was also because he couldnât be heartless that he let his sister leave the demon race to elope with that male beast back then, resulting in an irreparable tragedy.
Heâd thought about it more than once.
If he had been cruel enough to insist that his sister not leave, she might not have died early.
Regret tormented him. Year after year, he could not let go.
âYour mother died with her eyes open. I want to avenge her.â
Han Ying spoke calmly, but his expression was extremely firm. He would do anything to achieve this goal!
Sang Ye looked at him in silence.
Han Ying said, âAs her son, you should help me avenge her.â
Sang Ye shook his head. âIâm not like you. I donât have such deep hatred.â
Snake beasts were cold-blooded to begin with. Coupled with the fact that he had drunk Forgetting Water, his feelings for his mother had become even thinner.
Hate was a strong and complicated emotion. It was far out of reach for him.
Han Ying stared at him for a while and couldnât help but frown. âI donât understand. You drank Forgetting Water. Logically speaking, you donât have any desires anymore. Why are you still willing to stay by Lin Huanhuanâs side, then?â
âBeing with her is instinctive. Itâs the same way you want to eat when youâre hungry. As long as Iâm alive, I canât live without her.â
Han Yingâs expression was complicated.
After a long time, he said faintly, âYou wasted a bowl of Forgetting Water.â
Sang Ye didnât know how to answer and could only say blankly, âIâm sorry.â
Han Ying: ââ¦â
How could he answer that?
The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.
Han Ying coughed lightly. âYouâre as stubborn as your mother back then. I know that no matter what I say, you wonât listen. However, youâll regret it sooner or later. If that day really comes, come to the demon race to find me. Iâll help you.â
Sang Ye said, âThat day wonât come.â
Han Ying chuckled. âLetâs wait and see.â
The young male beast thought that as long as he was firm enough, he could still be with his lover even if the entire world objected.
How could he know that fate was the most heartless thing?