Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

After Yin Qian got on the carriage, Chu Xiaoyun and Meng Wenjin were the only ones left in the small space around the carriage.

Chu Xiaoyun took a step forward and walked to Meng Wenjin's side, her voice soft and slow, her words filled with concern and care.

"Brother Wenjin, how are you doing recently?"

In such a short period of time, Meng Wenjin experienced so many things.

It seemed as if the imagined harmonious family was shattered overnight.

I thought that only the strict father could force thousands of lives to death for his own selfish desires, and I thought that the loving mother had no mercy on other ordinary people.

And he still thought he was in the sun.

However, he didn't know that there was a quagmire under his feet and he was standing on a shaky lotus leaf. He fell down without knowing when.

When Meng Wenjin thought of her parents, she felt extremely complicated.

I feel angry about what they did, but also sad about their ending.

No matter what, the baby was born.

Meng Wenjin would not defend or plead for their crimes, but since they were dead, as a son of man, he should also bury their bodies.

He should have left the capital three days ago when the imperial edict came down, but he had to postpone his departure until now in order to bury the bodies exposed in the wilderness.

Preventing them from being eaten by wild dogs was the last bit of filial piety he could show as a son.

Meng Wenjin's lips curled into a tiny smile, and he looked somewhat relieved.

"Everything is fine."

Chu Xiaoyun didn't ask any more questions, fearing that she might hurt him, and instead asked about his future plans.

"You are traveling with Qianqian. Do you plan to visit her hometown in the future?"

Meng Wenjin shook his head, his eyes firm.

"I am just sending Qianqian back to her hometown. Qianqian is a girl, and it is not safe for her to go back alone in a carriage. I feel more at ease if I escort her along the way."

“Once I get to Qianqian’s hometown, I’ll stay there for a month or two at most. Once I’m sure she’s settled down, I can go to Pingcheng with peace of mind.

"Pingcheng?" Chu Xiaoyun was surprised.

Pingcheng was the place where floods occurred due to the corruption and bribery of Marquis Yongding.

Meng Wenjin is the son of Marquis Yongding. If his identity is exposed when he gets there, wouldn’t his basic safety be in jeopardy?

Meng Wenjin looked into the distance at the sky, and told her in a somewhat gloomy voice why he wanted to go to Pingcheng.

"My father and mother did something wrong. Although they paid for their sins with their lives, the harm they brought to the people of Heisei cannot be compensated."

"I want to go to Pingcheng. I heard there are still many flood victims there who haven't recovered yet. After all, I'm a strong man, so I should be able to do something for them if I go there."

Chu Xiaoyun understood that his thoughts came from his inner guilt, but she still couldn't help but ask about her concerns.

"What if the people of Pingcheng discover your identity?"

"Don't worry, I'll cover myself up."

Seeing that Chu Xiaoyun was still frowning and didn't quite believe it, Meng Wenjin chuckled and comforted her.

"Xiao Yun, I won't deliberately reveal my identity and die just to appease their resentment."

"To intentionally commit suicide now is a cowardly act and will not solve anything."

“What I have to do is to make it up to them as much as possible.”

The determined look on Meng Wenjin's face made Chu Xiaoyun believe him immediately.

After asking where they were going, the two talked about many other things.

It's all over the place, covering all aspects except feelings.

Because, in their hearts, they all know that no matter how beautiful the past was, no matter how sincere the feelings were, they can never go back now.

So much has happened in just a few months.

Some things happen and can never be erased.

Que Yu painted too many colors in her world in those few months.

The deep affection between husband and wife, the paranoid and strong behavior after his identity was exposed, and the behavior of always thinking about her safety...

The mixture of good and bad things brought a lot of impact to Chu Xiaoyun.

His existence was like a huge pillar standing between the two of them, making it impossible for Chu Xiaoyun to leave with Meng Wenjin without any reservations.

Besides, Que Yu might be implicated by me now, and I don’t know how the emperor will treat him.

Meng Wenjin is still alive, but there is no news from him, which makes Chu Xiaoyun feel guilty and worried.

Apart from emotional reasons, there are some more important factors.

Chu Xiaoyun's parents and relatives are all in the capital. If she leaves with Meng Wenjin, she will never be able to return to the capital to meet her relatives in this life.

Moreover, although Meng Wenjin was not severely punished, she was still carrying the guilt. If she left with him, she would be tied to him.

Her father, who rose from a minor official to the position of Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, had always been honest and upright.

It would also damage his reputation if his daughter was associated with the son of a corrupt official.

Chu Xiaoyun doesn't care about her reputation, but she doesn't want her parents to be implicated because of herself.

They had too many things to consider, and as a result, this childhood sweetheart friendship was destined to end here.

Meng Wenjin also knew all this, so he never mentioned asking her to leave with him.

At this moment, he just wanted to seize the last chance to spend time together.

The two talked about many interesting things from their youth. Time passed by unknowingly, and soon it was time to say goodbye.

Meng Wenjin used his eyes to depict Chu Xiaoyun's figure over and over again, trying to carve her face deeply into the story.

For the rest of my long life, perhaps I will only be able to live by relying on memories.

When approaching the carriage, Chu Xiaoyun stopped, took out a hard object wrapped in a handkerchief from her sleeve and handed it to him.

"Brother Wenjin, I'll return this peach blossom hairpin to you. Let me go and live your own life..."

Meng Wenjin endured the pain in her heart and interrupted her in a hurry.

"Xiao Yun, it's getting late. If we don't hurry up, we'll have to sleep outdoors. Qian Qian and I are leaving first."

The last farewell words he wanted to say were held in his mouth and not spoken.

Goodbye, obviously has a good meaning, but somehow, saying it at this time always gives him the feeling that he will never see him again.

Therefore, Meng Wenjin chose not to say anything, as if they would have the chance to meet again.

He got on the carriage, waved goodbye to Chu Xiaoyun, and left waving the whip.

The carriage slowly drove away. Chu Xiaoyun watched and silently said in his heart:

"Have a safe trip."

The most ordinary blessing is also the only expectation in the hearts of thousands of people for their important ones.

"Let's go, it's getting late. The city gates will be closed soon, and I should go home."

The coachman drove the carriage back to the city.

Chu Xiaoyun, who was sitting in the carriage, didn't know that when she was heading towards the city, the person who should have left long ago parked the carriage behind a big tree.

He quietly watched his beloved leave his sight, pressed the pink jade peach blossom hairpin that she returned to him against his chest, and spoke softly.

"Xiao Yun, if there is a life where there are not so many things affecting us, then we can be together happily."