Chapter 217 Peace, Peace! (Part )

Everything is quiet and the night is deep.

In front of the corridor of the pavilion, Luna stood at the door of Wang Yao's room holding a bowl of steaming soup. She did not rush in, but secretly wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, and then gently pushed open the closed door with a faint smile.

The room was dark. With the light coming in from the corridor, Luna saw Wang Yao sitting on the edge of the bed with his head down. The whole room was buried in a haze darker than the night, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it made people breathless.

At this moment, no matter how hard Luna tried to be strong, she couldn't laugh.

But she finally walked over, knelt beside Wang Yao with her legs together, raised her head, looked at his pale blue chin with stubble just emerging, and said softly: "Ayao, drink some soup to warm your stomach. I made this myself."

She is always so gentle.

However, Wang Yao did not give any response. He was like a person without thoughts. He just leaned on his knees with his hands, lowered his head and remained silent. This was what Luna was most afraid of seeing.

There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart, and physical death is second only to it!

There is nothing more frightening than this.

"Come on, just drink a little bit, please." But Luna still didn't give up. She seemed to be longing for something and took the initiative to bring the bowl to Wang Yao's mouth.

But the wisp of water mist filled with rich fragrance floating in front of Wang Yao's face could not cause even the slightest emotional fluctuation in his empty right eye.

finally--

"Ayao! Don't be like this anymore!" Luna was finally forced into a corner.

Her mind was confused and helpless. She wanted to help him and cheer him up, but she didn't know how to break the deadlock, let alone how to get Wang Yao to speak up!
So, since she couldn't move his closed heart no matter what she did, Luna could only get up sadly, put the bowl in her hand gently on the bedside table, and walked out of the room with great disappointment.

"Don't go. Please. I'm sorry."

Just as Luna stepped out of the door, a faint pleading voice finally sounded from the shadows behind her.

Luna turned around and saw Wang Yao looking at her. His face was wrapped in white gauze, and only his right eye was exposed. Tears kept flowing down his face: "I don't want to be like this, I just, just can't forgive myself"

Luna smiled softly, this time from the bottom of her heart, like a dry land that had been waiting for rain for a long time and finally welcomed the arrival of rain. She walked back slowly, sat beside him, and said softly: "Okay, I will not leave you even if it means the end of the world. As long as you are willing, I will never leave you."

It was these words that completely broke down Wang Yao's mental barrier.

Sometimes this is the case with people who are extremely repressed. Once a breakthrough is found, the grief accumulated in their hearts will collapse like a burst dam.

"I thought I could do better. I thought that with this equipment and experience, I could completely protect them. However, it turned out that I couldn't protect anyone. I could only watch them fall at my feet one by one. I was powerless to do anything. Even my last friend questioned me and abandoned me. Just like when I watched other companions die, I could only watch him leave in the end."

"Why is it like this? Life shouldn't be like this! We, we have clearly gone through hardships, witnessed countless deaths and lives, and have become stronger than before. We have also tried our best to gain enlightenment, but why in the end, is it this ending? 1000 people are gone. Maybe it's all my fault, it's all my responsibility. I'm too naive. It's my arrogance and conceit that killed them. It's all my fault." Wang Yao spoke softly, blaming himself, like a child, in great pain. And Luna was the best listener. She felt his sadness seriously and listened to him carefully until the end. Then she gently held Wang Yao's palm and said softly: "Don't blame yourself too much. You have tried your best. Besides, it's not all your fault."

“Why isn’t it my fault? If I hadn’t left and left them on the road, perhaps what happened later wouldn’t have happened, they wouldn’t have died, they could have come back to Jingzhou with me, and he wouldn’t have left Shu either.” Wang Yao grabbed his hair in pain, sinking into deep self-blame and unable to extricate himself. He didn’t even realize that his nails were digging deep into his scalp.

"Don't be like this, Ayao, don't be so hard on yourself." Facing Wang Yao who was once again trapped in the quagmire of pain, the only thing Luna could do was to gently hold him in her arms, gently stroke his hair in the most clumsy way, and soothe his mania: "This world is a mess, but the dead are gone, and the living are like this, so we can't give up easily. Even if it's for me, don't torture yourself like this anymore, okay?"

Wang Yao slowly fell silent and quiet, but he still couldn't let go of the pain.

Luna also felt this.
So, after a long and short snuggling, Luna suddenly pushed the person in her arms away, and then, in front of Wang Yao's blank gaze, she seemed to have made a major decision, and asked in an inaudible voice as if she was very embarrassed: "Um. Yao, do you still remember what I said to you outside the balcony of the pavilion a month ago, on the eve of the Wei Kingdom launching a war?"

"?" Wang Yao looked at the girl with a puzzled look on her face as she began to feel shy and awkward for no apparent reason. He didn't understand why.

Seeing Wang Yao's confused expression, the girl seemed a little unhappy, but soon, as if she had completely let go, she playfully pursed her rosy lips, leaned close to Wang Yao's ear and whispered seductively: "I told you, if you perform well this time, I will give you a reward."

What happened next was completely beyond Wang Yao's reaction.

Luna stood up, blushed, and slowly bent down. She gently took off her knee-high boots, revealing a pair of exquisite and perfect lotus feet underneath. Then, she put on the swallowtail cape around her slender waist and shoulder armor. Her movements were so slow and graceful, as eye-catching as a dance.

When the girl began to remove the last veil, Wang Yao finally understood something, but his first reaction was to instinctively reach out and hold the back of Luna's hand: "You, you wait. Wait a minute."

Before he finished speaking, Luna had already grasped his palm with her backhand.

At that moment, Wang Yao could feel the girl's hot body temperature.

"No, it's okay." The girl came closer, her face flushed, but she was unusually serious: "I can't share your pain at the moment, so at least I want to make you feel better."

At the end of her speech, she lowered her head in a mosquito-like voice, and a layer of charming rosy color burned on her fair face, so gentle and so alluring.

At this moment, Wang Yao's dead heart was ignited by something. That thing was so fierce that once it started burning, it could no longer be stopped.

Just like that, they forgot all the pain and worries, leaving only the flame that gently moved each other, so intense.

Outside the pavilion, the moonlight is hazy.

The whole world was shrouded in cold air because of the heavy autumn rain, except for this dim bedroom, which was filled with intoxicating warmth.

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(End of this chapter)