Chapter 71 Why?

Suddenly, a little light appeared in the sky outside the house. Seeing this, Li Chuyi, who was frowning, immediately became happy and jumped up and ran straight to the gate of the courtyard.

"Sister Xueqing is here! Sister Xueqing is finally here!!" Li Chuyi shouted while running, but because he was too excited, he forgot the restriction at the door. When he ran to the position of the sword inserted at the door, he seemed to hit a wall and was immediately bounced back.

Li Chuyi sat on the ground, rubbing his red, swollen and bleeding nose, and tears came down in pain. He cursed Ye Zhichen and the broken sword at the door fiercely, and saw Xueqing who had fallen outside the door. Li Chuyi was happy again, and he didn't even care about the pain in his nose. He wiped his nosebleed and lay on the invisible air wall, looking at Xueqing who was walking towards him, smiling.

Looking at Li Chuyi, whose face was so deformed from pressing it against the ban, and his nose that was still swollen and still slowly bleeding, Xue Qing couldn't help but feel distressed and amused. She quickly quickened her pace and passed through the ban that made Li Chuyi secretly hate her without stopping, and came to Li Chuyi.

"Look at you, why are you still so forgetful? You haven't learned your lesson after so many collisions. Does it hurt?" Xue Qing touched his red nose distressedly, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped off the remaining blood.

"It's okay, I'm young, I'm not afraid of bleeding a little. The Taoist priest said that young people have strong firepower, and there's no harm in bleeding a little more." Li Chuyi scratched his head stupidly.

"You, you just make me worry." Xue Qing gently tapped his forehead.

Li Chuyi had a silly smile on his face. He looked back quietly and saw that Ye Zhichen had not come out. He quickly whispered, "Sister Xueqing, did you bring the things?"

"Call me Aunt Qing!" Xueqing looked at him angrily, then smiled and took out a paper bag and handed it to Li Chuyi.

Smelling the faint fragrance from the paper bag, Li Chuyi couldn't help drooling. But he knew that this was not the place to open this thing. He looked back at the house quietly and saw that Ye Zhichen still hadn't come out. He quickly grabbed the paper bag like a thief, unzipped his crotch and was about to stuff it in.

Xueqing couldn't help covering her forehead and patting his head. She said angrily and amusedly, "Silly boy, what are you doing? Don't you have a Qiankun bag?"

Li Chuyi also reacted at this time, and quickly put the paper bag into the storage bag. He looked at Xueqing awkwardly and smiled embarrassedly, "Mistake, mistake, I'm used to it, I forgot that I still have this treasure."

Xueqing couldn't help laughing again.

"How have you been lately?" Xue Qing asked as she walked into the house with Li Chuyi.

Li Chuyi immediately put on a bitter face and replied without hesitation: "No! Hungry!"

Xue Qing shook her head helplessly. She was very familiar with Ye Zhichen. She knew that Ye Zhichen would definitely not treat Li Chuyi badly, and everything he did was for Li Chuyi's good. But Xue Qing, who had a good impression of Li Chuyi and later knew Li Chuyi's identity, still couldn't help but feel distressed.

Li Chuyi was not only her sister's child and her nephew to her, but also her only relative now. Since she rebelled against the Mu family, Xue Qing has always felt lonely, just like an orphan, and she can't help feeling lonely and fearful. But the appearance of Li Chuyi filled her world with warmth, the warmth of family affection.

Looking at Li Chuyi who kept complaining all the way, Xue Qing felt a strong urge in her heart, the urge to tell Li Chuyi the truth. She wanted Li Chuyi, who had been an orphan since childhood, to know that in this vast world, he still had a relative like her, a real relative who was different from his master.

Sighing slightly, Xue Qing knew she couldn't. For Li Chuyi's safety, she couldn't tell him that this secret must not be revealed until the right time came, not only to Li Chuyi, but also to anyone. Thinking about it carefully, even Li Chuyi's master, the powerful and indescribable Taoist priest, had buried this secret deeply and never revealed it to him. The reason and severity can be seen.

Unable to help rubbing Li Chuyi's head, Xue Qing understood why Baijie Taoist didn't leave Li Chuyi to her care. Compared with Ye Zhichen, she was not calm enough and cruel enough after all.

As they talked, the two walked to the house where Ye Zhichen was meditating, and Ye Zhichen's voice also rang out.

"Junior Sister Mu is here."

Listening to Ye Zhichen's voice, and feeling the slight sense of distance in Ye Zhichen's voice, Xue Qing couldn't help but sigh inwardly, feeling a little bitter.

"Brother Ye, it's my younger sister. I came to see Chuyi. Please forgive me for disturbing you." Xue Qing said calmly.

"It's okay. After all, you have experienced life and death together. You can be said to be friends of life and death. Besides, it's good for fellow disciples to visit each other more often." Ye Zhichen said lightly.

"In that case, thank you, Brother Ye." Xue Qing nodded slightly in thanks.

"However, Chuyi's homework today has not been completed yet. You come in and sit for a while. I will talk to you after he finishes. It just so happens that I have some feelings recently and I want to share some thoughts with my junior sister." Ye Zhichen said lightly.

"In that case, I'll do as you say. I'm not worthy of your words of communication, but I hope you can give me some pointers, and I'll be very grateful." Xue Qing responded.

Li Chuyi next to him was naturally unwilling, but seeing Xue Qing agreed and smiled at him and walked into the house, he could only walk to the side room on the left with his head down. As he walked, Li Chuyi thought of the fragrant paper bag that Xue Qing brought, and he couldn't help but feel happy. Afraid that he would laugh out loud and let Ye Zhichen see the clues, he quickly lowered his head and walked faster.

Li Chuyi was overjoyed, and Xue Qing walked into the house and saw Ye Zhichen's familiar figure at a glance.

Slightly approaching, Xue Qing whispered, "Brother Ye."

Ye Zhichen opened his eyes and looked at Xue Qing, a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and whispered, "Junior Sister Xue Qing, sit down."

Sitting cross-legged on the futon next to him, Xue Qing looked at Ye Zhichen, opened her mouth gently, and said with a hint of resentment, "Brother Ye, there is no one here, why are you still so distant?"

Ye Zhichen paused slightly, and said helplessly, "Xue Qing, I'm afraid that Chuyi will hear it."

"But what about before Chuyi came?" Xue Qing stared into Ye Zhichen's eyes, "In the past, didn't you treat me so distantly? Is the word Xue Qing so vulgar that Brother Ye is so reluctant to say it?"

Looking at Xue Qing with a somewhat resentful look, Ye Zhichen couldn't help but feel a little bitter and said, " Your name is naturally lively and beautiful, without any vulgar meaning. As for the reason, you know it, so why ask this question. "

Hearing this, Xue Qing said somewhat sadly: "I know that every time you call me, I will think of my sister. I miss my sister too, but I believe that if my sister knew about it, she would definitely not want to see you like this. She would definitely hope that you can cheer up and find new happiness. You, why torture yourself so hard."

"Alas..."

Ye Zhichen sighed softly, and after a slight silence, he said bitterly: "People say that I am a ruthless sword, but who knows that my sword is wounded by love. I close my heart and lock my desires to forget each other, but I can't help it. I want to forget, I can't forget, and I don't want to forget."

Hearing Ye Zhichen's words, Xue Qing's heart was even more sour, for her, for him, and for herself. Sighing deeply, Xue Qing whispered, "Why do you do this?"

Ye Zhichen was silent, sighed, stared at Xue Qing, and asked, "You, why do this?"

Looking at Ye Zhichen's eyes, Xue Qing lowered her head slightly, avoiding Ye Zhichen's gaze, and whispered, "Brother Ye, you know my feelings."

Ye Zhichen couldn't help shaking his head, sighed again, looked at the sky outside the window, and said slowly, "I am just a broken and disabled person. You, why do this?"

After speaking, Ye Zhichen stared at the white clouds floating in the distance, and Xue Qing looked down at the ground in front of him. A beautiful figure appeared in the eyes of both of them at the same time, and the laughter like silver bells echoed in their ears.

Listening to the laughter that lingered in their ears and made them happy, their eyes were confused and scattered, and they were actually crazy.

In the thatched cottage, it became quiet again, and became silent.