Alam Mandala
longing and lonely
The full moonlight was not able to give him what he had, but a few small holes in the grove of trees, able to help him give light. At some point, the light shone on the forest and made it not too dark.
Bing Jiazhi was so happy that he was finally able to find a horde of fungi in the roots of dead trees. There, filled with yellow glowing fireflies flying around it.
Bing Jiazhi walked over, then crouched down to pluck it. How beautiful the white mushroom is, and looks luminous at night, as if the darkness of the forest does not affect it.
Bing Jiazhi's hands moved. But, when he wanted to pluck it, his two eyes slightly glanced to the side, and his hands stopped moving. He jumped to the side. Simultaneously the sound of hissing appeared in his place.
When he landed and looked back at his place, a python with a dark black color appeared. Previously the snake had observed Bing jiazhi and was waiting for an opportunity to prey on him. But, Bing jiazhi's speed and instincts were able to thwart his plans.
The snake was about 10 meters away with its green eyes offended.
The snake shouted with its tongue outstretched and its saliva scattered everywhere, then Zig-zag moved towards Bing Jiazhi.
Bing Jiazhi took his sword and it was as if he did not look afraid at all. The face as calm and gentle as the breeze was very unique and distinctive.
The snake kept moving quickly. But Bing Jiazhi was just silent and not too interested to do a series of defense against him.
When the snake arrived in front of Bing Jiazhi, it exclaimed and opened its mouth, then wanted to devour Bing Jiazhi alive.
But, when it was Bing Jiazhi moved quickly like a shadow. Then it appeared behind the snake's head. In just one slash the snake died with blood spurting out. There was no sound of screams, as Bing Jiazhi slashed at him quickly and cut in a matter of a quarter of a second.
As Bing Jiazhi landed on the ground, the snake's body collapsed with fresh blood and its severed head still opened its mouth. His lust-filled eyes slowly closed.
Bing Jiazhi looked at it for a while, then picked some mushrooms and ate right away. It doesn't taste good, but he likes it.
After feeling enough, Bing Jiazhi stood up. But again he felt the presence of something. He looked to the side and was stunned. Both of his eyes were fixated on not being able to see the beauty that was in front of him.
He never expected or expected this to happen. In retrospect, this figure in front of him wasn't there in the Tao Gong sect? He knew the students he had met. But none of them was named Liang nor did he see the figure he had been with.
Bing Jiazhi was speechless to witness the beauty and innocence of the woman who had been his wife in that day.
Wearing a colorful dress, a soft face, a sharp nose and black eyebrows, she looked at Bing Jiazhi deeply and affectionately.
Fireflies fly on its sides, as if it is something that attracts fireflies. Despite the dim light, with glowing fireflies, nothing can stand in the way of its beauty.
The four eyes looked at each other and filled with different tastes.
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Xue Yan had never believed in anyone, including her father, regarding the presence of her mother figure. He also did not believe that Bing Jiazhi would send a letter to his mother, which was like someone had to ask permission to see the king alone.
He could not just wait for Bing Jiazhi's movements and just continued to wait, until his longing turned into hatred.
He folded the paper gently to form a plane. Sending messages, inspiring him to send his own letters to his mother on a paper plane that he had mastered. Folding it into a nice shape, which will fly to deliver the pleasure to the figure of the mother.
After folding it, he stood up and looked at the dark forest filled with sinister voices. Standing on a cliff, making her yellow hair slightly raised.
He then looked at the folds of paper in his hand. ‘may you know how longed I am with the figure of a mother; may you know, how sinful and wrong your actions have been to wash away your own flesh and blood.’
He sighed and his tears suddenly collapsed. He strongly swung his hand and the fold of paper flew across the night sky, which would never return.
The wind suddenly began to blow again flying the dress she was wearing and the papers she had prepared. But he doesn't care about the papers. There's no point in keeping it anymore.
He was very pessimistic about sending this fold, because he knew the letter would never convey his heart, never even received by his mother.
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After staring for some time, Liang with both hands put into his sleeves, slowly approached Bing Jiazhi.
An incomparable gentle smile was painted on his face.
“I miss you.”
“I need your presence.”
Bing Jiazhi was perplexed by all this, how could a girl as beautiful as this need herself, let alone her presence.
With her beauty, even one country might be muddled by her and which king would not be interested in her? If the girl wanted to, she could become a queen and the tallest woman in the empire.
“For what?”
“I'm lonely. By being next to you, I feel calm.”
“I can't believe.”
“You doubt me?”
Bing Jiazhi nodded. “Women like you will never be lonely, let alone need this insignificant me.” Bing Jiazhi then laughed out loud.
“But that's the reality.”
Bing Jiazhi was startled and suddenly fell silent. He then looked at Liang in confusion, then he approached him, looking at the girl up close.
His hand wanted to touch the girl's chin. But Liang took Bing Jiazhi's hand, and held it gently.
Bing Jiazhi felt sincerity and affection flowing from his hands. He quickly pulled his hand.
“I am a womanizing man and one who always plays it.”
“I don't care.”
Bing Jiazhi gave up on Liang and resentfully turned around and wanted to leave. But that white and soft hand held his hand.
“Friendly me all night.”
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Bing Jiazhi gave up on Liang's attitude, they then made a campfire and Bing Jiazhi looked for some mushrooms for him to roast.
He sat next to Liang while grilling.
As usual, the girl pulled out a thread and started making things. Before that, he took out an incense stick and aimed it at the fire. After it lit up, he stuck it on the ground and started weaving the thread.
Only sparks could be heard and the wind that night. Bing Jiazhi was astonished, Liang said he needed it one night, but for hours, Liang with himself, as if he did not think Bing jiazhi existed.
She looked at the girl who was busy with herself. Her face was indeed very graceful when the light of fire shone on her face. Moreover, the trace of her exquisite softness.
Looking at her again, Bing Jiazhi thought it was impossible for the girl to have no friends let alone be lonely. But when he held her hand and said he wanted to be with her, Bing jiazhi felt it was very sincere and did not contain the slightest lie. But now why doesn't he care?
Bing Jiazhi standing up. Liang. “Where are you going?”
Bing Jiazhi did not reply and stepped away.
“Did you accept me to be your wife?”
Bing Jiazhi fell silent and turned to look at Liang. “I never considered you to be my wife. But seeing you like this, I would be glad to never accept you by my side. I will also accept your decision if you choose to leave me.”
Liang smiled. His heart became relieved after hearing those words from the man who had become his backrest. His previously disturbed heart had now become calmer. Her sweet lips open gently. ‘thank you.”
He tilted his head and smiled gently and very endearing, a smile that had left Bing jiazhi stunned and melted.
“ Junior sister, it turns out you are here.”
