HLnovel Chapter 148 Whispering: My wish can only be fulfilled by the little girl.
Chapter 148 Whispering: My wish can only be fulfilled by the little girl.
The girl's sweet and shy voice rang out softly, lingering in his heart forever.
Like the brightest star in the night sky, it suddenly falls into the lake of my heart, rippling outwards in circles.
Stars fall and solidify into sugar...
Si Hanye swore that this was the most beautiful voice he had ever heard.
Chest tremor!
"thump."
"thump."
All I could hear was the sound of my own heart pounding out of control.
Although I know that this may just be something the girl said on a whim, or perhaps she was just reluctantly responding because she couldn't bear to refuse my request.
But he just couldn't control the surging emotions raging within him.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and the tone of his voice that flowed between his teeth was tinged with a hint of stagnation.
"Tong Guang, thank you."
He pulled her into his arms again, her delicate, flushed face pressed against his chest, his palm beneath the sound of his rapidly beating heart.
The sound reaches my ears.
Tong Guang's eyebrows curved slightly with shyness, and he felt a sweet warmth welling up in his heart.
Yes, she realized she liked him.
She fell in love with this man, with this man who loved to act cute and charming in front of her.
That was the ultimate contrast that belonged only to her.
……
Beneath the dense canopy of trees, bright red ribbons hung everywhere, each ribbon carrying people's best wishes and expectations.
The red ribbons fluttered and intertwined in the evening breeze, making it seem as if one had walked into a grove of red plum trees.
Tong Guang stared at the giant tree before him with bright eyes. "Is this the Divine Tree of the Mountain Wutong? It really does look quite different from ordinary trees."
Even though it was late at night, a large crowd had gathered under the sacred wutong tree during the temple fair.
They tied red ribbons around their hands and silently made their wishes.
Tong Guang found a higher branch and tied the red ribbon in his hand to it.
Si Hanye's brows relaxed slightly as he looked at the little girl in front of him, who had clasped her hands together and silently made her wish.
His eyes were closed, and his earnest and devout expression immediately made him chuckle.
The sudden sound of clear magnetic music made Tong Guang puff out his cheeks slightly in dissatisfaction.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw the man's eyes, which were filled with a growing smile.
She gave a coquettish hum and lightly tapped the man's heart with her fingertip.
She scolded, "You're still laughing? That's not sincere. The divine tree won't grant your wish."
Si Hanye raised an eyebrow noncommittally, his smile growing even more unrestrained.
"That tree can't grant my wish."
He slowly moved forward, closing the distance between them, raised his hand, and gently stroked a strand of the girl's hair with his long fingers.
"I will only be your believer, forever and ever! And only this little girl can grant my wish, so..."
Si Hanye bent down, his tall frame meeting the girl's gaze.
Her clear, gentle voice was sincere, "Little matchmaker~, when will you tie a red thread for me too?"
The man's doting and tender gaze was like the most beautiful yet dangerous vortex; just one look and your soul would be captivated.
Tong Guang's breath hitched slightly, and even the tips of his ears felt hot.
She proudly raised her snow-white chin and put her small hands on her hips.
He feigned a fierce tone and answered irrelevantly, "If you don't believe me, why did you complain earlier that I gave all the red ribbons to Brother Moyu?"
Si Hanye smiled, his eyes filled with even more tenderness.
"I hope the little girl can make a wish. Can you tell me what you wished for?"
Gazing at the earnest expectation on his face, Tong Guang blinked her pink eyes.
"You really want to know?"
"Hmm, I really want to know."
The girl subtly lifted the corner of her eye with a sly and mischievous glint in her eye.
"I'm not going to tell you."
With that, she turned and left gracefully, her skirt fluttering and dancing with her movements, like a proud and beautiful little peacock.
Tsk~
The little girl has gone bad.
Si Hanye smiled slightly, a mixture of helplessness and doting affection on his lips.
This naughty little girl is becoming more and more alluring.
He was completely defenseless...
Night fell like ink, the sky growing ever darker, yet Shanwu Street remained bustling and lively.
In a corner of the street, a small stall stood out from the crowd. Compared to the bustling food stalls around it, only a handful of people stopped here.
The stall owner, dressed in a long robe, gently waved a folding fan in his hand, looking every bit like a traditional storyteller.
Perhaps it's because his story was too clichéd and lacked originality. Or perhaps it's because in such a noisy and chaotic environment, people find it difficult to calm down and concentrate on listening to his narration.
In short, despite the storyteller's hoarse voice and exhaustion, his stall never attracted a large audience.
Amidst this quiet scene, Tong Guang sat on a small stool, his chin resting on his hands, listening with great interest.
I was completely absorbed in the story the other person was telling.
Even with only a few listeners in front of him, the storyteller never gave a perfunctory answer.
He narrated the story vividly and captivatingly with great emotion.
He continued, "It is said that this tree spirit, who had cultivated for a thousand years, finally achieved enlightenment after countless hardships and obtained the human form she had always dreamed of. Full of curiosity and longing, she stepped into the bustling and noisy mortal world. Who would have thought that not long after entering the human world, this simple and kind tree spirit would fall deeply in love with a mortal man."
At this point, the storyteller deliberately paused, keeping the audience in suspense.
Then he continued in a leisurely manner: "Unfortunately, the ways of Heaven are merciless, and there is an insurmountable chasm between humans and demons. Their love was destined to be intolerable to the world, and it was impossible for them to stay together forever. Sure enough, a devastating divine punishment suddenly descended, like a bolt from the blue, sounding the alarm for this forbidden love!"
"And that infatuated tree spirit, in the end, was so resolute in order to save the man she loved! She resolutely gave up the human body that she had gone through countless hardships to obtain, exhausting her thousands of years of cultivation."
In the end, she transformed into a lifeless, withered tree, standing there silently. However, the young man was also a man of deep and unwavering love. Since his beloved woman had sacrificed herself for him, he had resolutely abandoned all worldly affairs and ties. From then on, he remained unmarried for the rest of his life, devotedly guarding the lifeless, withered tree.
Every day, he tirelessly watered and irrigated the dead tree; he tried every possible method and racked his brains, just to bring it back to life and make it sprout tender green buds again. Day after day, year after year, he never slackened or became weary in the slightest.
How he longed to see his beloved one more time!
Perhaps it was his unwavering dedication that finally moved the heavens. After the young man passed away, a miracle truly occurred. The withered trees miraculously sprouted vibrant green leaves!
Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on him. The young man did not witness this scene until the very last moment of his life, and ultimately he was unable to see his beloved one last time.
As the storyteller finished speaking, he snapped his folding fan shut with a "snap," his face filled with a sense of melancholy.
That withered tree that sprouted never grew into a human form again.
They gaze at each other, yet cannot stay together.
Yin and Yang are separated like the stars Shen and Shang.
Sigh...
The story, filled with regret and sorrow, comes to a complete end here.
Tears soaked the veil on the girl's cheeks as she became completely absorbed in the story.
why?
Why is it so difficult for two people who love each other?
That tree spirit, that young man, is so pitiful.
Si Hanye raised his hand to wipe away the tears that kept welling up in her eyes and gently embraced the girl.
"Honey, that's just a story, it's not true."
He gently patted her back with his large hand, patiently coaxing and comforting her.
No matter how the man tried to comfort her, the girl just couldn't stop crying.
Tears fell one by one, soaking the man's shirt.
It also hurt his eyes.
Tong Guang looked up, her eyes brimming with tears, at the man gazing at her, only to meet his eyes filled with tenderness.
Her lips moved, a thousand thoughts swirling within them, but only turned into choked sobs.
They gaze at each other from afar, yet cannot stay together!
The distance between them is farther than the distance between life and death...
Si Hanye sighed and said nothing more, only holding the girl even tighter.
The middle-aged girl, still grieving, had lost interest in continuing to stroll through the temple fair.
They ran into Bing Yao and Mo Yu as soon as they stepped off Shanwu Street. The matchmaking had clearly worked well; Mo Yu had a big smile on his face and even took the hand of the beautiful Bing Yao.
Bingyao noticed the sullen girl at a glance and quickly shook off Moyu.
He stepped forward and asked, "Little Tongguang, what's wrong?"
Her delicate hands gently cupped the girl's small face, her heart filled with tenderness. "Why are you crying like this? Is...is something wrong?"
She really wanted to ask if someone had bullied her, but then she thought it was unlikely. Given how much her master doted on her, who would dare to bully the little girl?
But why is this?