Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

Chapter 1292 I think it’s worth doing

Li Xiangqian was silent for a moment, his eyes gradually becoming deep. He knew that Jia Zhang's words were well thought out, but he also knew that his decision could not be easily shaken. Maybe he couldn't change the world, or even the ideas of the people around him, but at this moment, he needed to insist on doing what he thought was right.

"You're right. Maybe I can't change anything, and maybe I can't do those great things you said." Li Xiangqian's tone was calm, but full of determination. "But at least what I can do is, at this moment, do what I think is worth doing."

Jia Zhang was stunned for a moment, her eyes fixed on Li Xiangqian, as if she saw some kind of resolute emotion in his eyes. She sighed softly, looking a little tired, and pursed her lips slightly, as if she was thinking about something. She knew that no matter how much she persuaded him, Li Xiangqian would not change his decision.

"Do you know what you are doing?" she finally asked, her tone still disdainful, but with a hint of fatigue, "Are you really prepared to bear the consequences?"

Li Xiangqian did not answer her, but looked down at the old man who had collapsed on the ground. The old man's eyes opened slightly, and he looked a little confused, but more powerless. Li Xiangqian's heart was throbbing, and that look made him unable to look away for a while.

"I don't know what the consequences will be, and I don't want to think about it." Li Xiangqian whispered, his eyes no longer wavering, "But if I don't do something now, I will always regret it. Maybe you don't understand, but I can feel that, at least for me, if I don't do it at this moment, I will lose the opportunity forever."

His words were like a declaration, as if all the depression in his heart burst out at once. He did not seek any understanding, nor did he expect any reward, but simply wanted to do something, something he thought was worth doing.

A complex emotion flashed in Jia Zhang's eyes. She stood aside and watched Li Xiangqian's every move quietly. She knew that Li Xiangqian's choice was no longer something she could control.

"You're such a fool." She sighed softly, as if she didn't want to say anything more. "But you may never understand that some things might be better if you don't do them."

Li Xiangqian ignored her, but lowered his head, stretched out his hand, and gently helped the old man up. The old man's weak eyes finally focused on him, with a bit of doubt and gratitude in his eyes. Li Xiangqian looked at those eyes and suddenly felt that his heart was tightly bound by some force.

"Don't be afraid, I will help you." Li Xiangqian whispered, his tone soft but firm.

His heartbeat began to speed up, and everything in front of him seemed to gradually blur, leaving only the old man's eyes and his determination at the moment. Jia Zhang's figure gradually walked away, and her voice disappeared behind her, but Li Xiangqian did not pay attention to those voices anymore. He only knew that the old man in front of him needed him.

He helped the old man stand up slowly, his body swaying slightly, his steps were a little difficult, but still firm. The old man's body temperature gradually turned from cold to warm, and Li Xiangqian's heart gradually relaxed, but the uneasiness in his heart still existed. Jia Zhang's words still echoed in his ears, but he knew that he had made a choice.

"I don't know what the future will be like. Maybe I will never be able to change the world or change everyone's opinions. But at least now, I have done what I can." Li Xiangqian whispered to himself, looking forward, and his heart gradually regained some calm.

He placed the old man in a relatively quiet corner and observed his condition, still feeling uneasy. This world is not simple, every choice is full of unknowns, and behind every person there are complex emotions and motives that he cannot predict. Jia Zhang's words are like a wake-up call, reminding him of the complexity and cruelty of this world, but he does not intend to retreat.

"Maybe this road is not destined to be smooth, but I have no regrets." He sighed softly, looking ahead with firm eyes.

He no longer cared about Jia Zhangshi, nor did he think about what she might expect of him. Li Xiangqian knew that he had to go his own way, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there were ahead.

Jia Zhang stood not far from Li Xiangqian, her eyes cold and sharp, like a beast hiding in the shadows, ready to pounce on its prey at any time. Her fingers tapped the object in her hand lightly, and the tapping sound was particularly harsh in the silent air, as if it was a prelude to the upcoming showdown. Li Xiangqian looked down at the old man's face, and the uneasiness in his heart rose quietly again. He could feel the strong sense of oppression from Jia Zhang, like an invisible mountain, always looming over his head.

"You don't understand." Jia Zhang's voice was cold, as if she was deliberately suppressing her anger. "You think you can make a decision so easily and save people without considering anything. You are so naive. Do you think that if you do this, no one will have any consequences?"

Li Xiangqian finally raised his head, a trace of fatigue flashing in his eyes. He knew that Jia Zhang's threats were not empty words. For someone like her, even just one word would be enough to change everything around them. But he also knew that he could not continue to succumb to her threats.

"What do you mean?" Li Xiangqian asked softly, with a hint of coldness in his tone, "What do you think I did wrong?"

Jia Zhang raised her lips slightly, with a complicated smile in her eyes. "Whether it's right or wrong is no longer a problem. The problem is where you are standing, Li Xiangqian. You are not standing high enough to see the whole situation. You helped the old man, but have you ever thought about what he can bring to you? Why did you save him? Do you think he is really worth doing all these things for you?"

Li Xiangqian did not respond to him immediately, but just looked at her calmly. Jia Zhang's words were like an invisible sword, piercing his heart, forcing him to reflect on the choice he had made. Whenever he felt that he had done the right thing, Jia Zhang would use her unignorable eyes to tell him that this was not the best choice. Her words were indeed powerful, and her eyes also made him waver, but the persistence in Li Xiangqian's heart was never completely extinguished.

"What do you want to say?" Li Xiangqian's voice became low, and he no longer avoided her gaze, but met Jia Zhang's sharp eyes directly. "Are you trying to threaten me and make me regret my decision just now?"

Jia Zhang stared at him without blinking, as if she wanted to see through him. Her eyes were full of oppression, making it almost suffocating. She chuckled and said coldly: "Threat? Li Xiangqian, can't I give you a little reminder? You know, if I really want you to regret it, I'm afraid you don't even have a chance now."